Chapter 2763
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Since the evil energy in her body had been completely removed, Di Fuyi did not want to hide it from her, so he briefly explained it to her.
Gu Xijiu was speechless.
The evil energy in her body had disappeared, so her mind was naturally different from before.
She was quite embarrassed when she thought of the past few days. "I did not expect the mother-child venomous worm to be so powerful. I only touched Little Fox's wrist, and I was infected by the evil energy. It even attached to my child. It is so hateful!"
Then, she looked at Di Fuyi. "You have been trying to help me get rid of the evil energy, haven't you? No wonder you behaved so strangely. "
Di Fuyi smiled. "The evil energy is spiritual and can understand human language. That is why I have been hiding it from you all these days."
Gu Xijiu nodded. "I understand." She did not blame him. She seemed to have thought of something. "Before Hao Er came, you used to talk about the child in my belly. Did you want to persuade me to abort it?"
Di Fuyi was speechless. Was she trying to get back at him?
"Xijiu, I had no choice. I had no other choice."
Gu Xijiu took a deep breath. She understood Di Fuyi's decision. She almost lost the child in her belly! Fortunately, Di Hao was there.
Even Di Fuyi did not know about this method. How did Di Hao know? Coincidentally, he found the Flood Dragon when it was about to become a dragon.
"Hao Er, how do you know that this thing can cure the evil energy of the mother-child venomous worm?" Gu Xijiu looked at her son.
Di Hao paused for a moment. "Mother, I have my own way of doing this. It is a heavenly secret, so I can't tell you."
After Di Hao became the master of the heavenly law, he accidentally flipped through the ancient book left by Di Fuyi. There was such a record in it.
It turned out that after Di Fuyi had no choice but to kill Di Xuyue, he had always been worried about it. He was determined to find a way to solve it. Finally, he found a way to use the heart of the Flood Dragon when it was about to become a dragon.
Of course, because he had never tried it, Di Fuyi only guessed that it would work.
In the process of Di Hao's growth, he did meet the Flood Dragon that had become an immortal.
Di Hao had once chatted with it. It was not easy for the flood dragon to become a dragon. Naturally, it would show off in all kinds of ways. When Di Hao asked, it told him how it cultivated, how it turned into a dragon, and where it hid …
Of course, it also said that its Flood Dragon Heart at that time was a Saint Heart, and its effects were even higher than Xuanzang's flesh. Not only could it improve one's cultivation, but it could also dispel all Devil Qi and so on.
However, the premise was that it was willing to take out its heart. If its heart was taken out after it was killed, then its heart would be useless.
This flood dragon had a good temperament, and it had the spirit of Xuanzang. It had been cultivating in the lower realm for 100,000 years and had always kept a low profile, fearing that it would be captured. Its life was very lonely, and it didn't even have a friend by its side.
Therefore, after it became a dragon, it could finally talk freely with people. It even wanted to recite its family tree to them …
From its mouth, Di Hao learned that it owed the former Celestial Emperor a favor, and it also wanted to repay it. It even asked Di Hao to help it find the descendant of the former Celestial Emperor. It said that as long as the descendant of the former Celestial Emperor had a request, as long as it didn't really want its life, it would happily agree.
At that time, the listener did not take it to heart because Di Hao did not expect to be able to travel back in time.
Perhaps there was a predestined fate. God also felt that his parents should not end up like that, so he used his hand to solve this big crisis.
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