"Young Cú Chulainn~"

"No, is this axe really okay on your head?"

Cú Chulainn pointed to the axe on the river god's head and said with some horror.

Where the mouth of the axe was, blood flowed as if it didn't need money, and the blood stained almost half of the river.

"Young Cú Chulainn, I'm fine~"

"Who are you fooling, half a river of blood has flowed!" Cú Chulainn couldn't help but complain.

"Young Cú Chulainn, you dropped this golden axe."

As he spoke, the river god slowly raised his left hand, holding a golden axe that shimmered with cold light.

"Or is it the silver axe?"

As he spoke, the river god raised his right hand, and on top of his right hand was a silver axe that was as good as a golden axe.

"Or is it this iron axe?"

As he spoke, he shook his head, and the blood flowed more violently from the wound caused by the iron axe on his head.

At this moment, Cú Chulainn was silent.

Looking at these three axes, as well as the squinting river god, Cúchulainn felt that he was facing a fork in the road in his life.

According to his original plan, he should be talking about an iron axe at this moment.

"I'm sorry, I didn't throw it."

Cú Chulainn said seriously and seriously.

"Ah, you're so honest, then give you all three axes!"

The next moment, all three axes flew by the river god's side, and Cú Chulainn turned and ran.

"Don't run, you bastard, you have the ability to come back for me!"

The river god scolded with his axe.

Half an hour later.

"I'll go, this river god is a little unreliable."

Cú Chulainn looked at the disappeared river god, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help but complain.

"But then again, why haven't you seen that halo on the river god's head before?"

Cú Chulainn muttered to himself.

When I saw the river god before, there was an extra halo on the river god's head in addition to the axe he threw down.

Looks kind of cool.

"It should be fine this time."

Having verified the awesomeness of the river god, Cú Chulainn looked at the treasure in his hand and made up his mind.

If you can have more gold and silver spears that pierce the dead thorns, then you will be a man with three brushes in the future!

God is coming, I, Cú Chulainn, am confident that I can slaughter!

"Boom~"

In the next moment, the spear that pierced the dead thorns, carrying infinite magical power, rushed to the bottom of the river like an angry dragon.

"Bang la la la~"

An hour later, looking at the bloodied river, Cú Chulainn suddenly felt a little panicked.

In other words, it shouldn't be really that unlucky!

"Young Cú Chulainn, did you drop this golden spear that pierces death thorns, or this silver spear that pierces death thorns, or this ordinary spear that pierces death thorns in my chest?"

The river god squinted his eyes and looked harmlessly at Cúchulainn.

Cú Chulainn was silent as he looked at the extra link that had run through the river god's heart and the river god's head.

"I'm sorry, it's not mine."

Cu Chulainn retorted solemnly, and his body turned into a gust of wind and fled into the distance.

The three strong winds behind him kept chasing him, making Cú Chulainn feel like crying.

This Nima, is it my decay or the decline of the river god?!

The river god, who returned to the bottom of the river, slowly bandaged his wounds.

In other words, after Mao came back from the Journey to the West, he felt that this world had become inexplicably dangerous?!

Looking at the two extra rings on my head in the mirror-

It always feels like something is missing.

"Business again?"

Suddenly, as if sensing something, the river god muttered to himself in some confusion.

Although he is a river god, he may not have had a single business in the past half a month, but there are so many on this day.

Ay~

I'm so tired, I want to skip work.

"Young Saber, do you drop this victory without a sword, or with this oath without a sword~

The river god smiled at the guests as always.

Even if he died twice before.

Well, every time you have to serve the guests with a warm attitude, this is what Lord Nuwa explained.

Saber watched the river god's hand fall completely silent.

"Actually—

Actually, you didn't pick it up at all~"

"Goodbye~"

The next moment, the river god disappeared by the bridge.

saber......

"Miss Saber, you can't be polite to this kind of god when dealing with him."

Cool white hair, small dimples, a pretty boy swaggered to the side of the bridge.

"Shen Jianxin, then what can you do?"

Saber asked curiously.

If he could change it, Saber felt that he would not refuse.

Especially recently, in the process of chasing Merlin, I have become more and more powerless.

If the Sword of Victory of the Oath evolves a lot, Saber feels like he'll be able to kill Merlin's liar!

"Hey~"

Shen Jianxin escaped from behind him with an unidentified object.

Saber subconsciously took dozens of steps back.

Looking at Shen Jianxin's eyes, he was even more full of horror.

"Shall I say—is it you?!"

"Hey~"

The next moment, Shen Jianxin stretched out his hand and threw the unknown object into the river.

"Bang la la la la~

The next moment, the river began to bubble as if it was boiling, and a lump of UFOs smashed towards Shen Jianxin as if they didn't want money.

saber......

It's a disgusting feeling.

......

On the other side, under the World Tree.

"Where is this?"

A middle-aged man in a yellow robe looked a little haggard, and his eyes were full of doubts.

"Yo, this is another emperor?"

Yue Buqun looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared from the void, and couldn't help but speak.

"Oh, Master Yue said that another emperor is coming, I want to see who is coming?"

A majestic voice came from behind Yue Buqun, and Yue Buqun hurriedly saluted respectfully and retreated.

"Your Majesty laughed, compared to Your Majesty, who is still qualified to be the emperor~"

"Bold, I dare to call myself a lonely widow in front of me, and you can't rebel?!"

The middle-aged man, who was still a little confused, couldn't help but scold after hearing the conversation between Yue Buqun and Ying Zheng.

My world, that is the ancestors fell!

Even if it's not very good now, and even he may die at any time, as long as he is alive for a day, everyone else is a rebel and a thief!

"I destroyed the Seven Kingdoms, suppressed the Eight Desolations, resisted the alien gods, covered the Three Emperors, and the Five Emperors of Famous Places, you are still the first person who dares to talk to me like this, report your name!"

Ying Zheng looked at the yellow-robed man in front of him, his face full of disdain.

"Hmph, I won't die for a day, after all, I'm just a chaotic minister and thief, I Chongzhen!"

"Oh~ It turned out to be the king of the dead country." by Yue Buqun.

"I am not the king of the dead country, I will definitely be able to restore this world to a prosperous era with all my might!"

Chongzhen retorted loudly!

"Brother, this chronicle of the Ming Dynasty, take a look~"

Yue Buqun's figure flashed and appeared in front of Chongzhen in an instant, and Chongzhen's pupils shrank.

This is the first time I have seen this strange speed, but as an emperor, he didn't show any other expression.

Immediately, Chongzhen looked at the book that the other party gave him, and a line of big characters on the cover instantly caught his eye.

The Son of Heaven guards the country, and the king dies!