Just when Leng Feiyan's footsteps were only ten steps away from Zhu Xiantai, Ming Xuan's voice suddenly came from the sleeping Qian Zhenyan's divine consciousness, "Zhenyan, wake up!" ”

She woke up suddenly, and opened her eyes to look at the rushing figure. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dressed in black and with black hair, and a smile full of surprise on her handsome face, she was shocked.

It seemed as far away as a century, and her memories were flooded with countless fragments of memories.

From the first encounter on earth, she opened the door and looked at the wind and dust Leng Feiyan, his eyes were always bright as stars, exuding a shining light.

After the re-encounter of the Great Wilderness, he stepped into the air, stopped time and space, and took her away from the scene of the Southern Wilderness Immortal Ceremony.

Every time he reunited in the future, everything he paid for her made Qianzhen tears welling up.

And Leng Feiyan also stopped the moment she opened her eyes, looking at her affectionately, but she couldn't move forward half a step further.

The so-called near-hometown feelings are more timid, perhaps it is the mood at this time. Leng Feiyan's tears also fell silently.

It seems to have experienced the vicissitudes of life, and it seems to have passed through thousands of years of rolling red dust.

It seems that all the reunions, waiting, and losses are for this moment, for this second.

However, when Qian Zhenyan's consciousness gradually sobered up, he immediately hissed and roared, "Don't come here!" ”

Leng Feiyan was stunned and looked at her in a daze.

Qian Zhenyan stood up on the spot slowly, she stretched out her hand, as if to penetrate the distance of the altar to shake him, but when her hand moved to the edge of the altar, a light suddenly appeared, and countless golden runes hummed, like a flame burned her hand, so painful that her face distorted, and she fell into the altar with a thud.

The cold is not a word.

He watched the light gate disappear because of Qian Zhenyan's fall, and also watched those golden runes disappear in an instant, as if they had never appeared, and his gaze finally fell on Qian Zhenyan's distorted face.

She looked in pain, even if she had only lightly touched the barrier on the edge of the altar, why did she react so strongly?

Although he knew that the goddess Qianlan would not release Qianzhenyan for no reason, he didn't expect her to be so cruel, imprisoning her most beloved woman on such a small altar, and arranging such a powerful seal, imprisoning Qianzhenyan's body and soul for life.

Leng Feiyan could hardly imagine how Qian Zhenyan had spent eighty long years on this small altar, and his heart ached when he thought of this.

Along with the heartache came boundless rage, and the fire rose and burned deeply in his body and mind.

"Qianlan, you come out for me!" His face suddenly condensed, and Leng Feiyan looked up at the Nuwa Temple suspended in mid-air, and roared.

From the Nuwa Shrine, there was a distant and ethereal voice from the goddess Qianlan, "Divine son Leng Fei, shouldn't you thank me for such an arrangement?" Behold, I have not slain the woman you love, and if you want to save her, I will not stop her. ”

Never block?

Leng Feiyan sneered, it was obviously a conspiracy and a trap, but she said it so righteously.

However, what she said was also true, because she could completely refine Qian Zhenyan's divine consciousness very early, so that there would be no such an independent individual as Qian Zhenyan, wouldn't it?

The flames of anger slowly subsided, as if poured down by a basin of cold water, and in an instant only the green smoke slowly floated.

Leng Feiyan sighed and slowly walked towards the altar.

Hearing the sound of gentle footsteps, Qian Zhenyan hurriedly suppressed the pain that seemed to be torn by electricity, and raised her head vigorously, and shouted again, "Don't come here!" ”

However, Leng Feiyan was as if he hadn't heard it, and he was still approaching step by step.

His handsome face gradually enlarged in the field of vision, Qian Zhenyan had to stand up hard, clasped his backhand, grabbed the snow-white neck and shouted, "If you take another step, I will die in front of you." ”

Leng Feiyan really stopped, staring at her with horror on his face.

Her hands were very strong, and bright red marks soon appeared on her snow-white neck.

Leng Feiyan had no doubt that if she took one step closer, she would not hesitate to strangle herself. She has always been so tenacious and determined, leaving no room for nothing.

Just like at the beginning, when she was betrayed by Feng Junwu and sent to the organization, her hand fell with a knife, her hair flew flying, and she said to Feng Junwu categorically, "From now on, we will break off our love!" ”

A sentence of grace broke off love, cut off all the love in her heart, and from then on, a lively and sunny girl, became dark and indifferent, not close to anyone, and no longer trusted anyone.

Leng Feiyan closed his eyes in pain, what should he do to save her? What does he have to do to make Qian Zhenyan not hurt himself so much?

In the void, the voice of the goddess Qianlan came again, "What a good play, more exciting than all the scenes I have seen in the mortal world." ”

Leng Feiyan slowly opened his eyes, stared at Qian Zhenyan in despair and asked, "How can you let yourself go?" ”

"As long as you live, my wish is enough." Qian Zhenyan replied quietly.

The pain of being electrocuted by the runes before was far less intense than the pain in her heart, so much so that she almost thought that Fang Cai's electric shock was just an illusion.

Leng Feiyan smiled sadly, "Do you think that without your existence, there is still point in my life?" ”

"Anyway, try and you'll forget about me."

"No, forever and ever, I will never forget you." Leng Feiyan roared, "As long as you leave me, I will go with you immediately!" ”

Qian Zhenyan was not surprised that Leng Feiyan would say this, he was born infatuated, much softer than the cold Feng Junwu, this is his fatal shortcoming, resulting in him never becoming the strongest powerhouse.

The strong should be ruthless and unrighteous, so that they can achieve the hegemony of the emperor with the accumulated corpses.

After a long time, Qian Zhenyan smiled and said softly, "Feiyan, go and see your master, he is still suffering, waiting for you to save him." ”

Master?

Leng Feiyan was stunned, what's wrong with Master?

The mind flew around, quickly passing through countless layers of void and penetrating the mortal realm.

The huge Xuanyuan Ruins, which is still the first sect of the Great Wilderness, has a long historical foundation, and it is destined not to be replaced by other sects that have risen rapidly in the change of time.

Under the leadership of the deputy sect leader Zhu Liang, the Xuantian Sect is still prosperous, and people come and go.

Compared with the noisy movement of the disciples, Li Junyan, who was confined alone on the stone pillar, had experienced eight hundred years of wind, frost, rain and snow, and looked old.

His hair was all messy in the wind, and the purple robe that had always been radiant was also dusty, not that the disciples in the sect ignored him, but that no one had ever been able to approach the stone pillar that rose from the ground.

Around the stone pillar, there is a strongest seal, like a gate of light, although it is not lethal, it blocks the approach of any monk, including Mahayana monks.

Luo Lingyang had tried countless methods, but he couldn't break the seal and go in to rescue Li Junyan.

Looking at the master's haggard face, as if he had suddenly turned into an old man waiting for death, he knelt on the ground with a cold sigh, and burst into tears. (To be continued.) )