Shui Ling'er sat on the grass, burying her head and thinking about her thoughts, but she didn't pay attention to it, Doudou kept looking at him.

Doudou sat side by side with him for a while, and finally couldn't help it, reached out to push him, and asked, "Ling'er, what are you thinking?

Shui Ling'er was pushed by him, and then he raised his head and said listlessly: "It's nothing, it's just a blind thought." ”

Dou Dou thought that he was worried about Xi Mutong, so he comforted: "Aunt Xi Mu is a celestial person, she will definitely be fine, but she has to endure the pain of flesh and skin again......

Shui Ling'er didn't listen to what he was saying, but he had an idea, and secretly thought: "Dou Dou is one of the best people in the elf world, no matter what he doesn't know in the sky or on the ground." Why don't you ask him about this divine heir, maybe he can really help me sort out a clue?"

Having made up his mind, he leaned over to Doudou, leaned into his ear, and whispered his thoughts to him. He was afraid that these words would be heard by others, so his voice was extremely low.

After listening to Doudou, his head hung down like he had just done and he couldn't say a word.

When Shui Ling'er saw him like this, she thought he was embarrassed, so she comforted him generously: "That's it, if you don't know, don't force yourself to answer." I think that everything related to the heir of the god throne belongs to the secrets of the Six Realms, and there must be very few people who can know about it. ”

Dou Dou didn't appreciate his affection, and suddenly laughed at the sky.

Shui Ling'er was confused by his laughter at this time, and stared at him with a pair of big eyes in confusion.

Doudou looked up to the sky and sighed: "The world is bustling, all for profit, the world is bustling, all for profit." But any struggle for wealth or status will cause a bloody storm, and how can this battle for the crown be an exception?"

Shui Ling'er heard the deep meaning in his words, obviously knowing, and immediately glad that she had asked the right person, and hurriedly begged: "It seems that you know who this heir is, I beg you, tell me quickly!"

Doudou held a small grass in his mouth, fell on his back on the grass, and said thoughtfully: "Ling'er, I'm afraid that the appearance of this cross trick means that you are about to enter a state of war." ”

Shui Ling'er misunderstood what he meant, was a little annoyed, and argued: "What are you talking about? I told you, whether I am a god or an emperor, I am not interested, and I will not fight with anyone! What I promised my aunt is to help, not to fight!"

Doudou turned his head sideways, smiled at him, and said noncommittally, "Whether it's helping or fighting, it's just a saying." Even if these two words end up with two outcomes, there is no difference in the process you have to go through in between. Or the word 'help' will push you to fight more desperately on the battlefield. ”

Shui Ling'er was still puzzled and looked at him stupidly.

Dou Dou simply said: "Fight, you are for yourself." Help, you're for someone else. You are righteous by nature, and you have always valued other people's affairs more than your own, so with your personality, you will only really fight for your life and fight when you fight for others. You say, am I right to think so?"

Hearing this, Shui Ling'er was even more convinced that he knew who the heir was, so he grabbed his arm and begged: "You know that the only thing my aunt explained to me at that time was that I was responsible for finding the imperial crown to help others become gods and prevent unrighteous people from usurping the throne, but I didn't specify who I was helping to help. Now, I can't just know the cross and blindly fight for a shadow. I can't accept it even more that when the Seven Stars Magic Lamp is rekindled, I will still be declared the ultimate heir. You should help me as a friend and give me a little guidance!"

Doudou sat up and watched him stop talking, as if there was something unspeakable. But his eyes were full of expectation, how could he bear to refuse? He had to reluctantly answer: "Thousands of years ago, there was a unique army in the world, called the Mangying Beacon Camp. There were 100,000 divine soldiers in the Beacon Battalion, all of whom used eagles as mounts. The general led by him has the rarest eagle in the world, a mantou eagle with white down feathers on his head.

"The skill of these 100,000 divine soldiers is not to play with swords, guns and sticks, but to use the Qingfeng Sword and use the Fire Shadow Illusion in the air to resist the enemy. They are famous all over the world and have been guarding the western fortress for Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor. But because they were going to be martyred for Emperor Xuanyuan, overnight, their identities were all changed from soldiers of the Beacon Fire Battalion to Qinci Imperial Guards, and they were sealed into clay and made into figurines.

"It was the worst night in the world...... 100,000 brave and invincible warriors, after dinner, all of them were poisoned, fell to the ground and wailed, and then out of nowhere killed a group of mysterious masked men, pushed into the clay cart, sealed them one by one with earth, and threw them into the fire to be calcined, and most of them, when they were burned, were not yet dead...... None of them have lost their breath yet......"

Speaking of which, Dou Dou was out of character, his mouth open, his hands raised in the air, and all he saw in his eyes was memories. His voice changed from talking to crying, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an endless nightmare, his face was full of fear and despair, and his thoughts seemed to wander away from another dimension.

(To be continued.) )