In an instant, Emperor Xin decided to leave the golden lake.
But just when he was about to get up, his body didn't listen at all.
The surrounding lake water, that is, the real dragon's aura, pressed down from all directions, causing his body to continuously fall, as if he was weightless.
Di Xin was shocked, and he tried to raise his energy, but found that the power of the gods and demons in his body could not be lifted at all, as if it had disappeared all at once.
"This damn place."
Emperor Xin's heart sank.
His body, like a rock, kept sinking.
The lake looked like it was only a square inch, not much bigger than the pond, but the bottom was bottomless.
Emperor Xin didn't know where he would sink if he sank
The gas in the viscera was getting less and less, Di Xin's face was flushed, and the blood vessels seemed to explode at any moment.
The surrounding golden lake turned into traces of gas, and those gases turned into little golden dragons.
The golden little dragon was like a maggot, wrapping around Di Xin's body, sucking greedily.
Emperor Xin felt that the golden lake itself was constantly absorbing the true energy in his body.
Di Xin's eyes widened suddenly. Not only did the lake formed by the dragon vein not allow him to absorb the real dragon's energy, but the dragon vein itself actually robbed him of his true energy
The dragon veins of the Heavenly Punishment Dynasty have a history of more than ten thousand years. The so-called dragon veins have the aura of a real dragon, and they have gradually acquired spirituality during the endless years.
The spirituality of the dragon vein itself contains the domineering and greed of the dragon.
It was injured by Taoist Fu with forty peach wood stakes earlier, and the real dragon spirit contained in the dragon's veins was greatly damaged.
Emperor Xin broke the peach wood pile, so that the spirit of the real dragon could flow freely, while he was looking for the dragon's veins.
The dragon vein itself also sensed the real dragon aura in Di Xin.
The nature of dragons is greedy, and after the dragon veins have spirituality, they want to seize the emperor's real dragon energy to restore the dragon veins. In this way, the situation of two dragons forming a city is actually formed invisibly.
Neither the Daoist Fu nor the Heavenly Punishment Emperor himself had thought that such a scene would appear before.
This time, he was really tricked by the Heavenly Punishment Emperor.
Di Xin cursed secretly in his heart.
Those golden little dragons were like tarsal maggots, the aura in their bodies decreased little by little, and Emperor Xin's limbs became weaker and weaker.
If this continues, even if he does not die from exhaustion, he will suffocate to death at the bottom of the lake.
The breath in the emperor's viscera has become less and less, and his body is sinking like a falling stone.
Consciousness gradually blurred, eyelids became heavier and heavier, and Di Xin's body kept falling.
"Emperor...Emperor"
A voice kept lingering in my ears.
washing women...
Di Xin heard a gentle female voice, his eyelids moved, and he opened them with difficulty.
"Dixin... From today on, your name is Dixin."
Dixin's eyelids could barely be opened a crack, he raised his eyes and saw a woman's face.
Although he couldn't see it clearly, Emperor Xin could be sure that it wasn't his own housewife.
A woman's voice, accompanied by a soft lullaby.
He felt that he seemed to be in someone's arms.
The body became very light and soft, as if in the clouds.
This feeling is very similar to when I was a child.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his own appearance clearly.
Emperor Xin was taken aback, he turned into a little baby.
A milk doll that was only half as long as an arm was held in the arms of a woman.
There was a faint orchid-like fragrance on the woman's body, and she walked back and forth in the room with Emperor Xin in her arms.
The situation in the room, like the woman's face, was blurry, and Emperor Xin only knew that it was a small room with only dim lights.
The woman coaxed the child for half an hour, and Di Xin felt sleepy for a while.
Is this a dream, or an illusion
Dixin's eyelids became heavy again.
The woman thought he was asleep and put him gently in the cradle.
The lullaby became farther and farther away, and the sound of the woman's footsteps gradually faded away.
After a while, footsteps came again.
Although the consciousness is vague, Emperor Xin can conclude that the footsteps do not belong to the woman from earlier.
A pair of hands suddenly stretched out and pinched them very roughly.
Something stabbed him in the neck.
"Bitch. You are not worthy to be the young master of the Emperor Demon family. Only my child is the young master of the Emperor Demon family."
A bitter voice, mixed with resentment and poison, lingered in his ears.
Emperor Xin became alert, and his originally vague consciousness quickly returned.
Killing intent, he felt a strong killing intent from this woman, taking care of the killing intent, it came suddenly.
It's just that the emperor at this time is in the body of a baby who has no strength to restrain a chicken, and he has no time to resist.
A piercing pain passed through him.
Inside, something was stripped out.
"That is… "
Bean-sized sweat gushed out from Dixin's forehead.
In his body, several lifebloods of the Emperor Demon were pulled out.
The five emperor demon lifelines were stripped out of the body like this. The baby wanted to cry, but the woman tightly covered the baby's mouth with her hands.
"Ninth Five-Year Life, I want to see, how can you be the Supreme Emperor Demon without the five Emperor Demon lifelines?"
The woman gritted her teeth.
The baby's struggle became weaker and weaker. In the end, the baby's body curled up into a ball. He was just full-term, and his body was already very weak. At this time, the whole body of the baby had already turned black and purple, and he was already dying.
The woman's sneer lingered in her ears, and slowly, the voice faded away.
After a while, the familiar footsteps came back.
A soft lullaby was still humming in the woman's mouth.
She went to the cradle.
"Dixin, my child, are you hungry..."
After a gasp, a woman's cry came, urgently, and a burst of noisy footsteps.
There was chaos in the room.
After an unknown amount of time, the voice of an incomparably majestic old man echoed in my ears.
"Our Emperor Demon family doesn't have a single Emperor Demon lifeline, so we don't need this kind of waste. Throw it into the wolf burial mound and let it fend for itself."
"No... that's my child, give me my child back. He's not a piece of trash... he's a dead man."
"A waste is a waste, a waste's son is still a waste, a bastard who doesn't even know who his own father is, it is a shame to the family style of the Emperor Demon family"
The sharp female voice that appeared earlier appeared again.
The woman's weak and helpless voice was swallowed.
Everything returns to calm.
Di Xin suddenly opened his eyes, his body had sunk to the bottom of the golden lake.
That dreamlike scene is still lingering in my mind.
Is that... a memory? !
That baby was him, and he was deprived of five Emperor Demon lifelines.