The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 181 He Will Become the New Evil God
"You are nothing but a despicable villain. Do you think you are worthy of being called the Great Wizard of the Human Race?! I will order the historian to record your evil deeds in the history books. I want you to be infamous for eternity and be nailed to the pillar of shame forever with the name and identity of 'Wu Xiaoer'!" Xiao Yulou raised the stick high, "Go to hell!"

She smashed Wu Xiaoer's face with a stick.

The women hugged each other and cried, rejoicing that their great revenge had been achieved.

In an unnoticed corner, a small cluster of faint green flames shot out from the pus and greedily rushed towards Shang Bingjiu.

Evil God...

That is the body of the evil god...

It is a handsome and beautiful body that can achieve immortality!

As long as he enters his body and devours his heart and brain, he can replace him!
He will become the new evil god!

Just as the flame was about to touch Shang Bingjiu, the young man calmly raised his fingertips and caught it like a mosquito.

He bent his fox eyes and easily crushed the green flame as if he was crushing a mosquito.

"gone."

Without waiting for Xiao Baojing and Xiao Yulou to reminisce about the past, Shang Bingjiu put his arm around the girl's waist and took her straight out of the Wei Palace.

Qingfeng Ridge.

Xiao Baojing landed steadily on the ground, looked around, and was stunned.

Night fell here early, and the sky and mountains in the distance blended into the same deep blue twilight. Different from the silence when she left, the roars of ghosts and monsters could be heard faintly all around, as if something was coming from the north.

"Tide of beasts."

Shang Bingjiu whispered, found an open place, and released the banana courtyard.

Xiao Baojing didn't understand: "Beast tide?"

"The cracks in the Demonic Wall are getting bigger and bigger, and those things have escaped from the Land of Eternal Night." Shang Bingjiu stepped over the threshold. "If I'm not mistaken, Xiao Nanjia is probably gathering human forces at this time to fight a desperate battle with us."

Xiao Baojing followed behind him, feeling puzzled.

As a vegetarian tree demon, she had never thought of participating in a war.

She neither wanted the human race to defeat the demon race, nor did she want the demon race to devour the sun.

It would be better if both sides shook hands and made peace.

It would be great if Brother Xiao Qian were still alive.

He would surely understand her.

The room is still furnished as before.

Xiao Baojing watched Shang Bingjiu take out several pieces of beautiful and bright silk from the basket, then took out a pair of scissors and needle and thread, and sat cross-legged in front of the low table, as if he was planning to sew a new ruqun for her.

She knelt opposite him, holding her face in her hands, watching him cut the cloth: "Are you not nervous about the upcoming war?"

Shang Bingjiu smiled: "You are sure to win, why should you be nervous?"

Xiao Baojing's gaze fell on his eyebrows.

His eyebrows were greenish, like a distant mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, and his pair of fox eyes were curved inwards and outwards, which made him look extremely gorgeous and charming under the candlelight. The layers of dark green Taoist robes that fell down seemed like flowing emerald green, like jade and pine. He was gorgeous and extraordinary, just like this.

The candlelight was clear and beautiful in the long night, but the young man was surrounded by a strong evil aura, and his straight spine seemed to hide endless rebellion, which was very different from when she first came to him.

Xiao Baojing sighed, knowing that he could not persuade him.

She performed the Qingchen Jue and went to the next dormitory to sleep.

There was chaos in the yard. Yaoyao and Mohele were making a lot of noise. Xiao Baojing could clearly hear the sound of chickens and ducks flapping their wings.

She couldn't sleep, so she sat up and counted the things in Persimmon String's bag.

A few sets of clothes, some knickknacks bought on the street, a bronze mirror with a yin-yang pattern of two fish, and a Pangu banner.

The Pangu Banner was torn into two pieces by the peddler and Chao Yuan. Although she sewed it back together later, unfortunately the chaotic aura wrapped around the banner had disappeared completely, and now it looked more like an ordinary banner.

It must be impossible to tear time and space again. Xiao Baojing hugged the quilt, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the ancient pattern on the Pangu Banner.

"We have to think of a way to get the peddler and Xiao Nanjia to stop fighting... It would be best if someone could come forward to mediate and get the human race and the demon race to live in peace and turn hostility into friendship..."

But Xiao Baojing knew very well that no one in the world had a say that was important enough in both tribes.

The demon race and the human race have accumulated grievances for thousands of years, and they are bound to find a place to vent them, and this battle is their best opportunity to resolve the conflict.

The fingertips gradually trace the last stroke of the pattern.

Xiao Baojing sighed: "If I have to live in darkness all my life, what's the difference between that and death?"

She looked out the window wistfully.

It was bright outside the window, and tall buildings were vaguely visible in the distance. Cars were driving on the nearby road, honking their horns.

An old locust tree stretched its green branches and leaves towards the window, dotted with clusters of pure white and fresh locust flowers.

It’s summer in Fengcheng.

Xiao Baojing suddenly pulled off the quilt.

She looked around. There was a large group photo of the orphanage hanging on the wall, and on the bookshelf were simplified versions of classical literature such as "The Analects of Confucius", "Dream of the Red Chamber", and "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". On the desk was a tin box of cookies that she had eaten half of last night.

This is where she was born and raised, this is her room in the orphanage!
Xiao Baojing was stunned for a long time before pinching his own face.

Not a dream.

She picked up the phone.

She slid the screen and found that the game app of "Feng Ming Tian Xia" was still on her phone, but she couldn't open it no matter what. They said it was being repaired.

The past seems like a dream.

That world where nations were at war and demons were rampant was bizarre and beautiful, but it was gradually becoming distant from her amid the midsummer sun and the sound of cicadas, like an absurd dream she was having on this hot afternoon.

Is it really a dream?
Xiao Baojing lowered his eyes and saw the Pangu Banner lying quietly beside the pillow.

...

"Pangu Banner, 'held by the Heavenly Saint Yuanshi Tianzun, the supreme sacred artifact of creation. It has the power to tear apart chaos, the strength to shatter time and space, the power to control all things, and the ability to create the world①...'"

County library.

Xiao Baojing pulled out a book of miscellaneous talks from the bookshelf and found records about Pangu Banner in it.

She put the miscellaneous notes back on the bookshelf and took out the dark yellow flag from her bag.

In other words, it was indeed this flag that brought him back to the modern world.

She reached out and touched the traces of stitches on it, noticing that the pattern on the flag seemed to have dimmed a little, as if bringing her back to this world was about to consume its last bit of strength.

"Xiao Baojing?"

A clear voice suddenly came.

Xiao Baojing turned around, his pupils slightly dilated: "Squad leader?"

We haven't seen each other for a month after the college entrance examination.

But to Xiao Baojing, it seemed like a lifetime ago.

Chen Yuezheng is the monitor of their class. It is said that his family is well-off. The two most expensive residential areas in the county are owned by his father. His mother is the director of the library. Their class used to subscribe to extracurricular books here.

Chen Yuezheng walked forward, holding a physics book under his arm. His white T-shirt gave off a fresh scent of soap in the air-conditioned library. The eighteen-year-old boy had a tall and straight figure and a handsome face, with a hint of childishness and immaturity in his eyes and eyebrows. He was the center of their class.

He smiled and asked, "Are you reading here?"

"Yes." Xiao Baojing nodded and hid the Pangu Banner in his bag. "I saw the notice sent by the homeroom teacher in the class group. I heard that the class monitor is the top scorer in science this year? Congratulations."

Chen Yuezheng looked at her with burning eyes: "You did well in the exam. I heard that you applied for a university in Shanghai?"

①From Baidu Encyclopedia