Priest Sadness was short, fat, round, bald, with a circle of sparkling red hair around his head. His body shape was extremely ugly, but his round face was filled with an indescribable majesty.
He had round eyes, a round nose, a round mouth, and even a pair of bulging ears. A face like this could be described as' cute 'at best. But, on this' cute 'face, Ji Hao was a hundred times more dignified, solemn, sacred, and inviolable than a divine emperor.
Wearing a yellow robe and carrying a pair of long swords crossed on his back, which were even longer than his height, Priest Sadness held his hands behind his body and walked into the cave with a serious face.
Looking at Priest Sadness, who was only as tall as his waist, Ji Hao honestly wanted to ask him, 'Can your hands touch each other when you hold your hands behind your back?'
As if he sensed the curiosity and amusement in Ji Hao's eyes, Priest Sadness's face turned more and more serious, like a millstone that had been rustling hard powder off its surface.
Ji Hao had this feeling. Priest Sadness's face was tightened so much that Ji Hao felt that his round face was like a hard-baked sesame cake, with crumbs falling off. Therefore, Ji Hao subconsciously looked at Priest Sadness's face and laughed. Next, Ji Hao heard Mr. Crow caw. Apparently, Mr. Crow was amused by Priest Sadness's serious face as well.
Standing aside, Bamboo Master's face twitched in pity. He covered his ears with his hands and released a misty cyan mist from his palms, sealing his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. Then, he nimbly took a few steps backward.
The air in the cave quaked. Bamboo Master's voice came from the vibrating air, "Priest Yu Yu... I truly can't afford to offend him. Back then, I made a bet with him. A bamboo root generated millions of bitter bamboos, covering the area with a radius of three-hundred-million miles. But, he cut all the roots with one sword move, except for a small bamboo shoot... "
Bamboo Master sighed in fear and said, "That sword of his is lethal. I truly can't afford to offend him, so I can't afford to offend his disciples either. That guy is too protective... even more protective than Dragon Mother! "
Priest Sadness threw a threatening glance at Bamboo Master, then burst into tears.
Ji Hao and Mr. Crow had been laughing because of Priest Sadness's weird, serious face. Hearing Priest Sadness's sudden cry, both of them quivered simultaneously, as if someone had boiled a coptis root for tens of times, mixed it with the bitterest salt, and poured it directly into their hearts through their eyes, ears, noses, and mouths.
An indescribable bitterness surged straight into their heads. Looking at Priest Sadness's ridiculously majestic face and hearing his cries, Ji Hao and Mr. Crow felt endless bitterness surging out of their hearts. They seemed to experience the saddest thing in the world, the most unspeakable thing. Abruptly, they couldn't help but burst into tears.
Ji Hao cried so hard that his tears and snot spurted out together. Three streams of warm tears flowed down his cheeks like two streams.
Hot tears gushed out of Ji Hao's eyes while he cried. Ji Hao's entire body twitched, and all the water in his body turned into tears, flowing out ceaselessly. All of his internal organs were twitching, and his muscles were twitching. Ji Hao felt that he was like a lemon that had been cut open, and was being squeezed by a giant with great strength.
Why did he cry?
Ji Hao suddenly thought of many sad things. When he was little, he climbed to the top of Gold Black Mountain for the first time. He wanted to capture a little fire crow as his mount, but the naughty little fire crow nearly scratched his eye.
This was so sad, so sad. He had to cry!
Then, he thought of the little boy next door, whose name he had already forgotten. That little boy was so strong, that he ran into a Southern Wasteland jungle and killed a leopard when he was only five years old. But, he went into the jungle, provoked a boa, and was eaten as an afternoon snack by the boa!
What a nice little boy, but he died. This was so sad, he had to cry!
Ji Hao also remembered that back in the Southern Wasteland, a small dependent clan of the Gold Crow Clan had run out of food. The clan leader was so hungry that he and his clansmen ate unripe cassava to fill their stomachs... How pitiful! That unripe cassava was highly poisonous, and all of his clansmen were poisoned to death. Fortunately, Ji Hao's mother, Qing Fu, arrived in time and detoxified the poison for them. Ji Xia hunted many wild beasts for them, and they survived the food shortage crisis...
A clan with nearly ten-thousand people was almost wiped out by cassava. Shouldn't he cry for such a tragedy?
Ji Hao cried his heart out. Countless sad, sad, tragic and stirring things that happened in his life flashed across his mind, one after another. Those sad pictures were like ten-thousand years old Chinese Coptis roots, ceaselessly drilling into Ji Hao's heart, making every single pore of his body release a strong sense of bitterness, making him cry out loud.
Just now, Ji Hao had been laughing, but now, he suddenly burst into tears, which made Ji Hao feel even more uncomfortable. Ji Hao felt that his spirit blood had been disturbed, and his blood had been surging inside his heart … With all these factors combined, Mr. Crow, who was not as powerful as Ji Hao, vomited a mouthful of blood. His crying directly injured his heart meridians.
Ji Hao paused for a second, then pointed at Mr. Crow and cried, "Mr. Crow, why are you so miserable? You're so old, but not a single female crow has fallen in love with you! Wuwu, you don't even have a baby crow to take care of you when you're old! "
Once Ji Hao and Mr Crow finished his words, their cries became even louder. This time, both of them vomited blood. Ji Hao and Mr Crow vomited blood.
Dong! The Pan Gu bell rang itself without any vibration. The bell ring dispelled Ji Hao and Mr. Crow's cries, loosened their spirit blood, and dispelled the strong bitterness that had been lingering in their hearts. They glanced at each other, then Ji Hao pointed his finger out. The Pan Gu bell released a layer of Chaos power and shielded Mr. Crow. Then, he raised his head and shouted at Priest Sadness with tears all over his face.
"Priest, what evil magic did you use?"
Priest Sadness looked at Ji Hao and said coldly, "You're a divine emperor, but you can't even take a cry from me. The heaven is getting weaker and weaker, generation after generation. What's the use of the heaven? Hehe, back then, I told you that the heaven is a dagger put on our heads by the great Dao of nature. It can't hurt us, but it's disgusting, isn't it? Kill the five divine emperors, destroy the heaven, and destroy the great Dao of nature. Then, the world will be peaceful again! "
Snorting coldly, Priest Sadness continued slowly, "I am Priest Sadness. Haven't you heard about me, Divine Emperor? That can't be right. Back then, I cried out loud. Thirty-million divine thunder warriors, who were in the Crying Cave in the Sad Mountain, threw off their armors and vomited blood, then fled desperately. How can you not know about me, Divine Emperor? "
Ji Hao breathed deeply and subconsciously glanced at Dragon Mother, who had been violently attacking the jade board.
Where did this crazy woman attract this group of demons and ghosts?
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