Half-asleep and half-awake, she saw a handsome figure, holding a jade flute behind her. Standing by the window of Qingxian Palace, gazing at the falling Bodhi flowers, endless lamentation.

Frost, frost bloom......

She whispered his name countless times, but he just ignored her and stopped paying attention to her.

"Kill her!!"

"Yes!Execute this enchantress!!"

"Don't blame us for being ruthless, blame you for being a fairy fetus!!"

The noise reached her ears and hit her spirit. Ling Zhen opened his eyes and found that he was tied to the demon punishment platform, covered in scars and blood.

Looking at the demon punishment stage again, those who are clamoring to get rid of her are the immortals of Dongmi!

"No, no, you can't do that! No, I'm not a demon, I'm not a demon...... I'm not! no!" she panicked, her struggle didn't work, she murmured that no one could hear her call, and that she couldn't be more desperate.

Looking at the purple hair growing in the wind, and the messy purple hair, she saw her subjects shouting in unison for her execution. She really didn't know who she was and what she was doing wrong!

His eyes were dry and painful, but he couldn't shed a single tear. She cried miserably, and her miserable voice turned to mourn for a long time, spreading half of the sky in the eastern palace, and the inky clouds showed a strange red.

Hoos?!

With a dazzling white light, Shuanghua appeared in front of Ling Zhen's bed, faintly looked at the magic miasma that could not be entangled in her body, and said secretly: "Damn!"

"Frost Bloom...... Where are you......" Ling Zhen cried in his dream, his voice was very small and very worrying.

After Frost Hua cast a spell to temporarily suppress her demonic energy, she reached out and caressed her tired and tear-stained little face in distress. The fingertips were cold, but they were warm to Ling Zhen.

"Don't leave me, don't ......"

"I'm here, always there, not leaving. He looked softly at the man who was falling asleep and soothed him softly.

The night is long. The breeze and drizzle are endless, carrying Bodhi falling flowers and crushing the mortal dust.

Somewhere unknown, the demon who had been meditating for tens of thousands of years woke up, and looking at the spirits gathered from all directions, he laughed wildly: "Finally succeeded!

"Congratulations to the Demon Emperor! Congratulations to the Demon Emperor! The Demon Emperor's Gathering Technique has finally succeeded!

"The day my son returns, it will be the time for the Demon Realm to unify the Three Realms!" the demon stretched out his hand, and in his hand there was a treasure shaped like an incense burner and emitting a ghostly light.

"Hehehehe~ When the time comes, don't forget to take a small piece of the pie!" the ghost spun excitedly.

The Demon Emperor ignored it and closed his eyes again. For tens of thousands of years, he has been working hard to gather spirits for his twilight, just to make up for the mistakes he made back then.

Now that the spirit gathering has succeeded, teach him how to be unhappy, as long as he is patient and finds the last wisp of spirit, Twilight's return is just around the corner!

At that time, he wants to unify this divided world, change the world, the sun and the moon retrograde, and build a world of bliss without calamity and suffering. I'm sure his twilight will be pleased!

On the day of the sacrifice, Ling Zhen came to the Temple of Heaven early. Looking at the blazing beasts in front of her, ready to be sacrificed, and the groups of immortals dancing around the bonfire to pray for blessings, she remembered that dream.

"Emperor, the wizard said that when the sacrificial spirits are gathered, he will tell you through sound transmission when is the best time to dissolve blood! When the time comes, you only need to prick your finger with a spirit needle to get blood!"

Glancing at the spirit needle presented by the palace maid on the side, her face was shocked: "I know, put it down!" was so frightened that the palace maid retreated silently, and even she didn't notice it.

Unexpected things always happen, and I don't know what kind of magic the wizard cast, but I actually attracted the immortals who danced around the bonfire and prayed for blessings, as if they had lost their spirits, and plunged into the fire with a peaceful smile.

"Give Ben Diji a reasonable explanation!" Ling Zhen pointed to the Donggong immortals who were in the sea of fire under the rooftop, and angrily scolded the white-haired old man sitting next to him.

It was he who proposed to pray for blessings, and she had already given him face for the sake of Donggong, but she didn't expect him to be so cruel!

"Emperor Ji is angry! These immortals are all ominous people born in the pure yin period, and this sacrifice is the ...... they are willing to receive on behalf of the emperor," the white-haired old man lamented.

Ling Zhen was silent and sat down weakly. Yes, the sorcerer once prophesied that she was an ominous person, and her birth would bring disaster to Dongmi.

Now the sacrifice, she should be a sacrifice, just because of her noble status as the ruler of the Eastern Palace, they pointed the finger at these innocent immortals! It's her, she can't stand them!

"Your Majesty, please use the spirit needle to remove your blood!"

An urgent word came, Ling Zhen looked sideways at the white-haired old man sitting next to her, and saw that he was completely unaware and still looking at the sacrificial activities under the rooftop with a sad face, she knew that it was the wizard who had passed the sound.

Looking at the neatly arranged spirit needles on the side, she reached out to pick one up, and was about to prick her finger to take blood. At this time, Shuanghua stepped on the colorful auspicious clouds and descended from the sky: "No! ”

Ling Zhen saw that it was frost, and the white clothes were better than the snow. was stunned, but accidentally let the spirit needle prick his finger.

"......," he murmured as he came to her, picking up her pinky finger, which had been punctured by the spirit needle, and sucking it eagerly and carefully.

"Shuanghua, is that you?" Ling Zhen looked at the man in front of him in disbelief, he didn't ignore her. She went to Qingling Hall to look for him, but no one was in Qingling Palace, so where did he go these days?

"What do you say?" Shuanghua put down her hand and snatched the spirit needle she was still holding in her hand, and the spirit needle instantly disappeared.

"Frost Blossom Divine Monarch, you!!" The spirit needle was destroyed, and the white-haired old man stood up angrily.

Shuang Hua turned around and smiled contemptuously at him: "What, Ling Lao is not convinced?" or ...... I want to say that the deity bullies the weak?!"

Ling Zhen smelled the smell of fire/medicine. If there is a real fight, one is her pillow person, and the other is her courtier, then which side should she stand on?

Actually, she didn't have to choose, Shuanghua was so powerful, she could beat him down without much effort.

The white-haired old man saw that Shuanghua couldn't be offended, so he didn't say much to him: "Emperor, the sacrifice can't be abandoned halfway!"

"This, sacrifice ......" Ling Zhen was very embarrassed and didn't know how to reply. What did Shuanghua say just now? No, that is, let her not pierce ...... She didn't know what Shuanghua meant!

"Such sacrifices of yours are against the principles of heaven. In the deity's opinion, it's not praying for the blessing of the East Palace! It's better to reflect on what to do!" Shuanghua squinted at the gods, stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around Ling Zhen's thin waist, and the two of them took off into the air.

"How good is this!!!" the gods sighed. They had also thought that the way of sacrifice was extremely inappropriate, but they couldn't help it!