Everything around was pitch black and silent, and the blackness as thick as ink swallowed everything in front of him.

There is only the sound of pulse beating in Wen Yan's ears, alive and lonely.

In the first two thousand years when he was seriously injured by Xu Han and lost his cultivation, he seemed to be placed in a void every day, and all he could do was count the passage of time with his heartbeat.

Wen Yan is not afraid of the dark, he just finds it extremely boring.

He couldn't see himself or anything else, as if he was drowned at the bottom of a cold lake, and Chaos couldn't wake up.

So those things that have been experienced in the past will automatically appear in my mind one after another.

He was questioned, besieged, and repeatedly asked to strip his bones and step down from his throne, all of which seemed to be vivid in his memory.

And that day, in front of the golden forest full of autumn fruits, he dragged his whole body seriously injured and sat under the shade of a tree, holding a severed and small snake tail in his hand.

The golden patterns on the white snake tail gradually faded, and the blood stains on the fracture had turned black.

Wen Yan is 70,000 years old, this little snake has been with him for 50,000 years, but today he died because of protecting the Lord.

The most trusted brother wanted to kill him, and the people under his protection scolded him, and now the last concern in this world has left him.

Wen Yan suddenly didn't want to be this so-called Lord Qiushen anymore.

So he exhausted the last of his cultivation, injected all the broken tails of the little snake, and sent it back to his group.

Then without telling anyone, she let go of the responsibilities belonging to Qiushen and imprisoned herself in the Four Seasons Forbidden Land.

Since then, it has fallen into boundless darkness for a full ten thousand years.

He is too lazy to guess the reality of the outside world, and he is tired of guessing. Only the autumn in the Four Seasons Forbidden Land is the real world that belongs to him completely.

Wen Yan looked around in the darkness, thinking that he had returned to that time. He thought he had a dream, dreaming that a girl covered in flames brought him out of the Four Seasons Forbidden Land, hugged him in her arms, and protected him.she.

It turned out to be just a dream.

Wen Yan didn't do anything, just let those pictures flash in his mind, he thought, then just stay there.

"Hey, why are you still awake?"

Suddenly, the girl's gentle and watery voice came from nowhere, it was a little vague, but it was familiar to him.

With delicate questions, but also a little worried.

He remembered as if the young girl seemed to be facing betrayal and isolation as well.

Wen Yan's heart trembled suddenly, and after a few moments of reaction, he returned to his realistic thinking, remembering that all this was not a dream.

Gradually, he felt something low on the sepals of his real body, warm and fishy.

Then the infinitely hot temperature of the power of Nirvana flowed along his veins throughout Wutonghua's body, filling up his lost spiritual power, calling back part of his lost cultivation, and finally being completely absorbed without a trace of blood.

The darkness in front of him began to dissipate, and dots of white light penetrated into his eyes.

The whole process lasted for a long time, so long that Wen Yan was fully awake, long enough that he could know how much blood Yu Fei had dripped on him.

Much more than last time.

I don't know who the girl's soft muttering voice is talking to.

"You won't be beaten to death by Si Yu, darling."

"This is how to do?"

It was Si Yu who moved the hand. All the adults in Shenhai should go to Si Yu, it's none of my business.

Yu Fei said it silently three times in her heart.

But at Wen Yan's place, Yu Fei's distressed words fell into his ears verbatim.

He was a little dumb, he didn't expect that she really cared about him so much, he felt a strange and strange feeling in his heart.

Looking at the girl who was biting her soft cheek and frowning, Wen Yan suddenly felt guilty because she had woken up a long time ago but did nothing.

She is very tired today.

In order to keep her from worrying, Wen Yan controlled the sepals, which had recovered a lot of spiritual power, and moved them.

Sure enough, the next second, the girl exclaimed happily: "That's great, darling, you finally woke up!"

It was the first time Wen Yan was taken care of by someone in tens of thousands of years, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Just as she was about to shake the sepals towards Yu Fei, she saw that there was no one in front of her, only the figure of the girl yawning away towards the bed and her sleepy soft voice:

"When you wake up, you can stay by yourself for a while. If you fall asleep, those who disturb you will be punished."

Wen Yan: ...Okay, go to sleep.

 …

At this time, the extreme west of the mainland, bordering the sea, is the territory of the snake clan.

The patriarch of the Snake Clan sits in front of the desk and flips through the things in the clan. The incense of truffles burning beside him neutralizes the dampness and stickiness of the Snake Clan all the year round, and it goes deep into the air.

Suddenly, the patriarch who wrote the pen seemed to feel something, and raised his head in disbelief, with surprise in his eyes.

He put down the pen, got up and turned the mechanism, and a dark secret passage slowly appeared on the wall.

Before he even had time to turn on the light, he quickly walked through the secret passage and walked into the secret room that he was always paying attention to.

The secret room was as warm as spring. He stopped in front of the pool with flowing clouds and blue waves, his hands trembling slightly because of intense joy, and the years carved imprints of waiting on his face.

His cloudy eyes stared into the distance, and his lips parted and closed tremblingly.

"My lord, it's been ten thousand years...you're finally back."

And in the clear pond in front of him, there was a golden-striped white snake the size of an index finger, lying in a newly cracked white-shelled snake egg, spitting out a letter.

There is a drop of blood on the forehead of the little snake, which is solemn and beautiful. His bean-sized red pupils are looking at the patriarch of the snake clan, and the vertical pupils are blame, anger and anger.

"Dust Snake, I will settle your account later."

The little snake man stood up, raised his neck high, his expression was full of arrogance, and his immature but angry voice came out along with the letter.

"Now, immediately, immediately, take me to the adults."

Dust Snake folded his hands on his chest and saluted the little snake.

Hearing this, cold sweat dripped from the back of his head, but he still didn't dare to disobey in front of the Holy Spirit of the Snake Race, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "The Holy Spirit calms down, Lord Qiushen...has been missing for thousands of years."

"What did you say!" The little snake struggled to swim down the eggshell, and bared its teeth at the dusty snake, "What about Xu Han? Where is Xu Han? I'm going to find Xu Han."

The immature child's voice was not a bit majestic, and the words he said in a rampage were not tactful, but the dust snake was not at all sullen.

"..." He bowed slightly, sweating more and more on his bowed head respectfully, "The Holy Spirit redeems, but Lord Xu Han is now the head of the four gods, and the snake clan has not been with you for ten thousand years."Between the sea and the gods."

Dust Snake glanced at the little snake carefully, and found that his snake letters were getting faster and faster. Knowing that this was a sign of his anger, he hurried to make amends.

"However, I heard that there was a mistake in the blessing ceremony of Shenhai yesterday. Master Xu Han sealed off Shenhai, and he must have no time to take care of the outside world now."

The Dust Snake saluted again, and said tentatively: "When the Holy Spirit returns, it is better to take care of the general and wait for the minister to announce the good news to the world, so as to cleanse the dust for the Holy Spirit."

"What are you talking about, Xu Han, an ungrateful villain, is also worthy of being the Lord of the Four Seasons?"

The surface of the water rippled as he swayed, and he swam up to Dust Snake. Dust Snake understood, attached himself and stretched out his palm.

The little snake wrapped around his palm and swam up to his arm, and finally landed on his shoulder, commanding majestically in his ear: "Send a letter to Xu Han, I want to see him."

"If he still doesn't see me, I will turn his world upside down."

As he spoke, he twitched his snake tail angrily, making a small explosion in the air, and the whip landed on Dust Snake's shoulder again.

The corners of Dust Snake's mouth twitched slightly as it could only obey orders, and its shoulders hurt a little.

 …

Shenhai, Four Seasons Hall.

Since Xu Han suffered a backlash yesterday, the prayer ceremony was forced to suspend. Representatives from various ethnic groups who were sent to Shenhai gathered here, without coming in or out.

It was originally a spacious and bright hall, but at this time it was a little dark because of the overcrowding.

Many people were slightly dissatisfied with being banned here for no reason, and had asked many times when they could leave.

The crowd started to commotion, Xiashen Zhu Kang and Wintershen Meng Ming were also devastated.

Meng Ming wore a velvet white dress, and the flow pattern shawl on her body slipped down her arms because of running around, revealing her delicate collarbone and round shoulders.

Zhu Kang, who was busy dealing with various races, jumped across his forehead, and pulled Meng Ming over, wrapping her shawl without touching her skin, his warm face was rarely dissatisfied: "What the hell is wrong with Xu Han?"The matter, you can't keep holding on to people, can you?"

Meng Ming was a little confused, touched the cloak again, looked at the crowd, and said in a casual tone, "Let's talk about it, he will investigate in person regardless of backlash, and there is no one else except that."

She shrugged at Zhu Kang, not caring, "Let him alone, anyway, Shenhai is now in charge of him, and if the sky falls, he will support him, and I...we will not be condemned by God no matter what."

Zhu Kang:  …

In the corner of the main hall, Bei Yun, the monster princess who came to Shenhai with her elder brother for the first time, was hiding alone in the darkness. She hugged herself with anxiety and panic on her face.

After she separated from Yu Fei yesterday, she rushed to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley to attend the blessing. She went late, so she could only stand on the edge, and could only see Xu Han's back.

Not long after the ceremony started, Lord Chunshen, who was performing the spell on the Wanhuatai, bent down suddenly, and the spell was interrupted.

If the two gods, Xia and Dong, hadn't acted in time, Xu Han might have gone mad on the spot.

But when Bei Yun's eyes touched the dazzling bright red on the ground, she realized what happened.

In order to adjust the spiritual power of the riot, Xu Han turned around and adjusted his breath.

It was facing the direction of Bei Yun.

Then she saw that Xu Han's face was pale, and he didn't even wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth. He seemed to be restraining some emotion, but the forbearance in his eyes couldn't cover the fear in his eyes after all.

Xu Han left.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, after suffering the backlash just now, he didn't even have time to clean up the blood all over his body.

"Everyone, there is a sudden change in Shenhai. I will go to check it out. Before I return, please wait in the Four Seasons Hall. Everyone is not allowed to leave without permission."

Xu Han left these words before leaving.

Then everyone saw the god's lake surging above the sky, which belonged to the spring god's body and was sealed with peach blossoms, sealed on the god's lake.

"This is an oracle, and those who violate it will be punished by God."

The next moment, Bei Yun and the others were already in the Hall of Four Seasons.

Some people were puzzled, some were dissatisfied, and some asked loudly to arouse the anger of the crowd, but they were all choked back by Meng Ming.

Only no one left, because disobedience to the oracle was punished with thunder, which would damage three hundred years of cultivation, so no one dared to disobey the oracle.

Everyone didn't know what happened, but only Bei Yun knew that there was someone missing in this hall.

Yu Fei.

So she guessed that it must have something to do with Yu Fei.

She thought without restraint, perhaps Yu Fei had caused a catastrophe.

But she was afraid, because before the prayer ceremony started, she also left Wanhua Valley privately when she came to Shenhai for the first time, and also met Yu Fei.

She was afraid that if Xu Han found Yu Fei, he would tell her too, which would set her on fire.

No matter how long Bei Yun stayed in the Four Seasons Palace, she was always in fear.

"Then who, why are you trembling like this?" Meng Ming looked into the corner and asked Zhu Kang with a frown.

Zhu Kang followed her gaze, and also frowned when he touched Bei Yun with a panicked face.

"Princess of the Monster Race, this time she came with her brother. I really don't know what his name is."

"Oh." Meng Ming's tone rose, she retracted her gaze from Bei Yun, and said disdainfully, "Yaozu, I remembered, her name is Bei Yun."

Zhu Kang is puzzled.

Meng Ming flipped a Byakugan and reminded him: "Under the little phoenix of the Fire Phoenix, oh, from the past."

"I know Yu Fei, but you seem to be particularly unfriendly to the Yaozu."

"...Who am I friendly to? I just don't like that petty face."

Meng Ming turned and left.

Zhu Kang, who was at a loss, didn't know what kind of anger she was getting angry by herself, so he just nodded, affirming her first half sentence.

 …

The people in the Four Seasons Hall waited for another half an hour before Xu Han returned with a chill all over his body.

The blood on the man's body had long since dried up, and the snow on the tip of his hair melted quickly due to the warmth of the temple, soaking the hair on his forehead, sliding down his resolute jawline, and hanging half a drop of water on his chin, and was lifted by him again.He wiped it away with his hand, leaving a water mark on the ink robe.

"The seal of Shenhai has been released, you can leave on your own."

The Shenze and Peach Blossom seals on the sky reappeared again, but after appearing this time, they slowly dissipated.

When he came back, he didn't say anything, but opened his mouth to chase away people.

The people below looked at each other in blank dismay, even Meng Ming felt a little puzzled.

But Xu Han's pale face showed that he was tired. In the end, everyone still worshiped the gods and left Shenhai without questioning what happened to him.

"I said you are not sick, but the backlash has eaten your brains? If you want to detain someone, you can detain them, if you want to drive them away, you can drive them away." After the person left, Meng Ming pointed at him and walked forward, with a bad tone, and the shawl was gone again.Sliding from his shoulders, "Have you been a god for tens of thousands of years? Do you really think you are superior?"

Zhu Kang pursed his lips, walked behind meng ming, and helped her lift her shawl again, and ended with no expression: "XU Han, this time passed."

"The sentence was resurrected."

Xu Han did not sit in the main seat of the Lord of the Four Seasons, but leaned on the back of the chair, rubbing his eyebrows and eyes with one hand, full of disbelief.

He ignored the accusation of the two, and repeated it again amidst the speechless and shocked expressions of the two.

"A letter from the Snake Clan, condemned to death and resurrected."

As if he was still afraid that they would not believe him, Xu Han raised his palm, and a piece of music appeared out of nowhere in the air, imprinted with the complex patriarch's seal of the Snake Clan, black characters on a yellow background, arranged and formed with the dancing dust.

"Resurrected from punishment, I hope to tell you about it with my lord."

Zhu Kang and Meng Ming looked at the playing book floating gently in mid-air, the expressions on their faces could not be described with richness, and it took a long time to find their own voices.

Zhu Kang: "This...what's going on."

"I don't know." Xu Han said in a deep voice.

"The little snake cub who was sentenced is as irritable as you. Could it be that he came to seek revenge on you?" In contrast, Meng Ming accepted it faster.

"I don't know."

"..." Meng Ming looked at him helplessly, "Dust Snake couldn't have made it up because he wanted to deceive you."

"I don't know." He paused, and then said, "Probably not."

"What the hell do you know?"

Meng Ming was a little annoyed seeing him like he didn't know what to ask.

Xu Han frowned and remained silent.

"Okay, okay, we'll find out when the sentence comes." Zhu Kang saw that the atmosphere was freezing, pulled Xu Han over in front of the peacemaker, and changed the subject.

"What did you find out today?"

XU HAN's frowning eyebrows finally loosened, saying: "When I pray today, I added the guardian in the autumn environment to be destroyed, so I was backfrained."

Zhu Kang was startled, and quickly asked: "Have you visited the Four Seasons Forbidden Land?"

"I've gone, but I can't feel his breath anymore." Xu Han shook his head with a serious expression on his face.

"What!? Someone broke in or he..."

"What are you worrying about?" Meng Ming interrupted the sad and sad conversation between the two.

"Wen Yan died in that place and refused to come out, only the three of us know about it"

"Besides, there are not many people in this world who can break through the Xu Han Formation. Wen Yan happens to be one of them, and he was resurrected after being sentenced."

"There is only one answer." Meng Ming clapped her hands, looking at Xu Han with gloat.

"He came out willingly."

Xu Han turned his head away from seeing Meng Ming's expression, but he had to admit that what she said was exactly what he thought.

He wanted to escape, but impulsively imagined what might happen next.

Zhu Kang also nodded, and said seriously: "Wen Yan, what do you plan to do when you come out this time, let me explain in advance, even though he was ashamed of you at the beginning, but you concealed it from me and Meng Ming and suppressed him half of his cultivation, and let LuoXing fell because of this. If Tiandao had not passed on the position of the head of the four gods to you, Meng Ming and I would never let you go."

"If you still want to kill him for that girl from the Snake Clan this time, I won't just sit idly by."

Meng Ming was cold, and the figure that turned away without a nostalgia, "XU Han, if this is the case, I will kill you first."

The author has something to say:

Anyone who bullied my lord after the little snake came back from rebirth will die.