Looking at Shang Yan Leng's four points of sorrow and six points of nostalgia, Qiu Xue's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her slightly painful head a few days ago hurt again.

Clenching his teeth, the green tendons in Qiuxue's temples burst out, and bloodshot streaks appeared on his eyes.

"Cher, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Qiu Xue's painful appearance, Yan Leng's heart jumped, and before he could take a few steps, he was stopped in place by Qiu Xue's attack.

"Stay away from me. ”

He coldly spit out these four words, ignoring Yan Leng's seemingly injured eyes, closing his eyes, and breathing the breath in his body.

After a long time, the pain in her head subsided little by little, Qiu Xue breathed a sigh of relief, opened her eyes, and looked at Yan Leng who couldn't see clearly with her head down.

"I didn't expect your life to be so big, but I want to run again. ”

After the demonization, Qiu Xue said such a long sentence for the first time, and the moment the words fell, she was also slightly stunned.

But it's also angry, I stayed in the dark demon territory well, and I was suddenly called over to kill again, and no one was happy.

I knew that this person was so annoying, and I should have broken his bones and ashes in the first place.

However, why was he in a trance for a while and didn't make up for another sword?

The furrow that had not disappeared appeared between her eyebrows again, and Qiu Xue pursed her lips slightly, throwing the thoughts in her mind to the back of her head.

No matter how much it is, let's deal with this person now.

I don't want to do it again.

Yan Leng's heart was slightly cold to the eyes that were indifferent to the last autumn snow mixed with this murderous intent, and he tried his best to suppress the bitterness in his heart, and the immortal qi flowed in the palm of his hand.

As long as you lead her to the divine realm, what happens later, you can only depend on fate.

Yan Leng's decisive appearance made Qiu Xue very satisfied, the familiar sword appeared in the palm of her hand, Qiu Xue's expression froze, and she rushed towards Yan Leng.

His thin lips were pursed, Yan Leng's eyes were sparkling, and he looked at the autumn snow rushing towards him.

Countless times of looking back, countless times of imagination, countless times of speculation, but I didn't expect that the next encounter after leaving was still a handover of blades.

A short and beautiful time, in exchange for an unpredictable ending.

However, this has long been the outcome that I expected.

Back in the days when she was a god and she was just a mortal conceived by the Heavenly Dao.

As early as when she met for the first time as a demon and as a goddess.

Back in the underworld, when Hades awakened all his memories.

Everything foreshadows the chasm between herself and her, and this unpredictable ending.

Dodging Qiu Xue's attack, Yan Leng blindly defended, leading Qiu Xue to the divine realm that was agreed with the Heavenly Dao.

Standing outside the barrier, looking at Qiu Xue, who was standing on the opposite side, only one barrier away from herself, in her puzzled gaze, she stretched out her hand and gently touched the barrier between herself and Qiu Xue.

The expected pain passed from his fingers into his body, and he covered his entire palm as if he didn't feel it, and looked at the woman with frowning brows motionlessly.

The woman with whom she was entangled in the eleventh.

The woman who had the same happy time as herself.

The woman who tells her love in every part of her soul.

Lowering his eyes, Yan Leng withdrew his hand little by little, and in Qiu Xue's surprised gaze, he turned around and disappeared in place.

The Divine Collar is not a place where the soul of a mortal can stay, just like that person, who should not be a mortal, can touch.

Qiu Xue's eyes widened, looking at the disappearing figure, and quickly walked towards the enchantment, but he was blocked by the enchantment in that space.

"What the hell is this?!"

Yan Leng's gaze before leaving made Qiu Xue's heart "thump", and the inexplicable sense of crisis made Qiu Xue's brain fall into a brief blank.

Attacking the barrier that the blocker left again and again, Qiu Xue also guessed that she was tricked here by that person, but how to get out now?

"The hosts. ”

"The hosts. ”

Two figures, one red and one white, suddenly appeared in front of Qiu Xue, immediately causing her pupils to shrink and her whole body tense.

"Who are you?"

I wanted to call the demonic energy in my body, but unexpectedly, I couldn't detect the slightest demonic energy in my body.

"Master, please come with me. ”

Seeing the slightly changing look on Qiu Xue's face, the furrow at the corner of Tiandao's mouth deepened slightly, and he bent down to speak to Qiu Xue.

looked at the two people in front of him vigilantly, and clearly felt the strength of these two people.

A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, his right eye narrowed slightly, Qiu Xue looked at the two people in front of him, nodded slightly, and took the lead in walking in the direction pointed by Tiandao.

Tiandao glanced at the rules and followed her one meter away from Qiuxue.

An inexplicable attraction came from the front, making Qiu Xue's heart beat louder and louder.

Thin lips pursed, Qiu Xue clenched her hands into fists, looked at the road in front of her, the steps under her feet paused slightly, and immediately landed her feet in that direction.

It didn't take long for the road in front of me to disappear suddenly, as if stepping into another space, and only an independent figure was left in front of me.

Qiu Xue's eyes widened, looking at the purple flowers blooming in a space, and her whole body trembled invisibly. There seemed to be something in my mind that wanted to break through the ground, but it was pressed down again.

"Master, please. ”

Standing behind Qiu Xue, Heavenly Dao and Rules knelt on the ground, bowing his head, feeling Qiu Xue move away step by step.

As if bewitched, the autumn snow was a little bit, and little by little towards the blooming artemisia flowers.

Until the gently trembling fingers touched the shimmering petals, the prohibition in his mind seemed to be completely broken, and the memory of a lifetime entered Qiu Xue's mind little by little with the blooming artemisia flowers.

As a god, he was curious about the creatures called "people" who appeared in his world, and he left the temple to meet and fall in love with a person.

It's a pity that the happy time didn't last long, and his traces were discovered by the people of the temple, and under the persuasion of everyone, he brought the man back to the temple.

However, the God of everything that comes to mind does not account for the existence of one variable—the companion connection.

Because of jealousy, his companion Lian killed that person by mistake, sealed Lian in a fit of anger, led down the golden thunder, and entered reincarnation with the person's soul.

Little by little, the memory is revived, and with it is the power that belongs to God.

The divine power slammed into his body, shaping his body as a human little by little.

The return of familiar power makes Qiu Xue's whole body feel like being immersed in her mother's arms, warm and comfortable.

"Welcome back to our lord!"

Not far away, the Heavenly Dao and the regular forehead were attached to the ground, respectfully Dao.

The purple ring in his hand flickered with a faint light, showing his presence.

The Blood Soul Sword sealed in the distance made a "buzzing" sound, and the hilt shook slightly.

The seal that had been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years dissipated little by little, and an insignificant sigh came out of the seal.

"You're finally back......"