Chapter 1669

Silver bell-like laughter echoed, and the little girl in red appeared strangely and abruptly.

In the Ninth Realm, where life has become extinct, how did a little girl survive alone?

The monks in Ba County looked at the little girl in surprise. If she hadn't been so harmless, they would have already couldn't help but attack her.

"Brother, do you want candied haws?"

The little girl in red walked around Gu Chen's coffin, asking questions again, seeing that he hadn't responded for a long time, her face showed a trace of confusion.

Immortal Emperor Qi Tian looked back at the little girl, seeing this weird little girl again in this cold and dark reality, he felt inexplicably warm.

Some things remain the same!

He realized that when he looked at the ancient pale yellow star again, hope was rekindled in his eyes.

Kaka——

In the direction of Gu Xing, a strange voice suddenly came again.

The sound was very similar to the sound of bones rubbing against each other. It seemed that someone was walking with difficulty, and with each step, the bones seemed to be falling apart.

The breathing of many Bajun monks subconsciously became rapid. They came to the leader's hometown after a lot of hard work, but they didn't expect this place to be so eerie and strange.

The sound of the bones shaking became louder and louder, and finally, a white skeleton crossed the icy starry sky and appeared in front of everyone, with green soul fire shining in the empty eye sockets.

Many people gasped subconsciously, what is this?

Is it a human or a ghost?

It's okay to be just a little girl in red, but now there is a walking bone, making everyone wonder if they have come to the world of death.

"Who are you?" The white-haired devil asked the bones with a look of vigilance in his eyes.

"Give him...to me."

A wave of soul power emerged, and Daojun Bone pointed to Gu Chen's coffin.

Everyone understood his meaning in an instant, but the white-haired Demon Lord's expression became a little suspicious. "This divine thought..."

The spiritual thoughts from the bones in front of him made him feel familiar for a while, and he re-examined the other party. Is this, which old friend?

"Excuse me, are you Li Wuwei Li Daojun?"

Feng Yaya suddenly came out more and more, with a tremor in her voice.

"Li Wuwei?"

Many monks in Ba County had a serious look on their faces, more or less remembering something that the leader had told them.

But the white-haired Demon Lord suddenly realized and took a deep breath.

"You have been missing for countless years, I thought you were dead!"

Immediately, an astonishing murderous aura erupted from his body, and his body lay between the crowd and the Bone Daoist, preventing Feng Yaya from approaching each other.

"Senior, he is Uncle Gu's master." Feng Yaya hastily explained, not understanding why the white-haired devil suddenly behaved like this.

"Gu Chen's natural origin is indeed inherited from him, but you don't know that he also participated in the pursuit of the bully clan back then!"

The white-haired Demon Lord looked coldly, recalling what happened a million years ago.

"What happened back then..."

Feng Yaya remembered that when Gu Chen was looking for the clues of the Tyrants, he secretly heard the conversation between Kong Sheng and Sha Luoman, and learned that Li Wuwei participated in the hunt for the Tyrants.

This matter was confusing at the beginning, because there were too few clues, and they never figured out the relationship between Li Wuwei, the white-haired devil, and Tyrant.

"The Ninth World was originally your hometown, but you succumbed to the sacred family back then, handed over this world to Lord Xing Dao, and joined them in persecuting the overlords."

"I don't know how Gu Chen inherited your orthodox lineage, but you are absolutely uneasy, perhaps, you and that Fang Yuan are in the same group?"

The white-haired Demon Lord gritted his teeth when he spoke, he originally thought that Gu Chen's biggest threat was that Xing Dao Lord, but he did not expect such a character as Fang Yuan to appear.

After his subsequent investigation, especially after interrogating Xing Daojun and another kid rescued from the ferry, he had some surprising guesses about the identity of that person.

That Fang Yuan plotted from the beginning to the end was Gu Chen's origin of the four gods. For this reason, when Gu Chen was still in the Ninth Realm, he had already started the layout.

However, there is a key problem that cannot be explained clearly. How can he be sure that Gu Chen can meet his expectations?

When Gu Chen was in the Ninth Realm, he hadn't yet proved the Tao, so no one could be sure that he would be able to reach that level later on. If anyone could make such a judgment in advance, I'm afraid it would only be the one who gave him the source of nature!

Because of the special nature of the origin, Gu Chen has the possibility to control the four origins, which are the basis of everything.

Li Wuwei was aware of Gu Chen's potential, and Gu Chen was eventually taken away by Fang Yuan. The white-haired devil suspected that the two had conspired for a long time!

"Are you with Fang Yuan?"

When the monks of Ba County heard this, their eyes turned red.

Immortal Emperor Qitian looked at Daoist Bone in surprise. He knew a little more about this person than everyone else, but not much.

Is the white-haired devil's guess correct?

Is he really the one who caused Gu Chen's four origins to be taken away?

"The enemy was powerful back then. In order to save the last hope, I had to choose to compromise."

Li Wuwei sent out his spiritual thoughts, and a feeling of sadness and loneliness lingered around him.

"For this glimmer of hope, I watched many outstanding juniors from the Ninth Realm walk into the gate of Daoxiu, and even became executioners who helped the evildoers."

"You think I will believe your nonsense? Back then you were just greedy for life and afraid of death!" the white-haired Demon Lord angrily scolded.

"Do you know who prevented you from meddling in the affairs of the Ninth Realm a million years ago and told you to wait patiently. Who will guide you to come to the Ninth Realm again and meet this child a million years later."

Li Wuwei said meaningfully.

The white-haired Demon Monarch was startled, with an expression of disbelief on his face. "It's you……"

"Although you come from the Tyrant Clan, you had many conflicts with the Tyrant Clan back then, and there are some things that you don't know."

Li Wuwei continued, the previous anger of the white-haired devil suddenly disappeared, and his expression became cloudy and uncertain.

"I don't know, so how much do you know?" the white-haired devil murmured.

"Bazu, entrusted me with the last hope."

Li Wuwei's succinct words moved the white-haired devil's expression. "Why? Why would they do this?"

"Because they saw the possibility of continuing on the road from me."

Li Wuwei walked slowly towards Gu Chen's coffin, but the white-haired devil didn't stop him, and felt confused at this moment.

"That was originally just an idea, a guess, a bet made after desperation."

"The Tyrannical Clan bet on the whole Clan, and I also bet on the Ninth Realm, and all our hopes, spanning millions of years, finally rest on him."

Li Wuwei came to Gu Chen's coffin, and the monks in Ba County were hesitating whether to do it, when they heard words that they would never forget.

"I can resurrect him, are you willing to help me?"