Chapter 8 The Dust Memories (III)

The countless years he had passed in the Houtu Palace, and the witch clan had long been destroyed. As an ancestor witch, he naturally felt the pain of his descendants. They only wanted a place of residence like a cramped house, but isn’t there a glimmer of opportunity in the way of heaven?

But why not give it to the witch clan!

I have already remembered the sky and stars in the prehistoric period, and I can't remember the slowly scattered seas all over the prehistoric world. I only remember that my descendants were suffering in dire straits, but I couldn't get rid of them. The witch clan had no soul, and some were a body of Vajra. The witch clan did not practice immortals and demons, nor did they practice Taoism.

When you die, you will return to heaven and earth, return to Father God, and go to Pangu's arms.

I thought I would sacrifice myself to achieve the continuation of the witch clan, but what I never expected was that when I incarnated into the cycle of reincarnation, the spiritual consciousness that was about to disappear was suddenly surrounded by the public virtues of the heavenly way. Although I had a soul, I had no physical body and could not become a saint in cultivation. At that time, my witch clan wanted to have a soul, but it did not come true. Later, I realized one thing: what I would be bound to be bound, entirely because the six realms of reincarnation were completely transformed by my body. Once I died, the six realms of reincarnation would collapse immediately. At that time, the three realms were disrupted, and the order that the heavenly way had finally been built was destroyed, so I was bound to last for several years, perhaps as if it had happened yesterday, or it had been a hundred billion years, or perhaps these were all instantaneously.

Houtu said with a recollection, indeed, I was miserable back then, but weren’t my brothers and sisters still with me during that time?

They knew that they were facing the danger of falling, but they were still willing to accept it. Why did they have to live in pain?

Why not be happy, if you are unhappy for a day, you will be happy for a day. Then why don’t you live happily every day!

Even in this enclosed space that never has daylight, I should not be wasted.

Houtu finally figured it out. His current temperament is completely different from before. Now he smiles and smiles slightly, and is faintly hanging on his cherry lips and mouth, which makes Lin Cheng feel why Houtu is beautiful again?

Can more smiles be more beautiful?

Then I smiled a lot and I would be even more handsome, Lin Cheng thought narcissisticly.

Beautiful master, you smile beautifully.

Lin Cheng smiled with a pig brother, and he was so embarrassed that he was extremely vulgar and dirty, making people think of beat. Of course, Houtu had figured out anything now, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth. He didn't blame him, but he just said lightly, but in Lin Cheng's eyes, the cherry lips were slightly opened, his teeth were slightly divided, and a small red carp lived in his mouth, surrounded by faint fairy liquid. Lin Cheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stared at Houtu with lustful eyes. Houtu was also thinking about something, not realizing that he had been blasphemed by his apprentice Lin Cheng. If she knew, maybe Houtu had a huge pink fist to give Lin Cheng a affirmation of her appearance!

By the way, what shape is Cheng'er, I always think this is very strange.

Hou Tu said with his cheeks in his arms. His expression made Lin Cheng feel moved. A sensation of fire had long risen under his belly, but Lin Cheng knew that he could not beat Hou Tu at all, so he could only think about it, but he said in his heart: When I have the ability in the future, I will definitely let you be my wife.

Houtu didn’t know that he was just a jealous person, but he was a pity!

Well, probably... Lin Cheng gestured.