Mu Ling Jiu took a deep breath and did not respond to his words.

She is now in a fog, if the Emperor Qianchen who was going to marry Mu Qingxue during the day just forgot about him, then this Emperor Qianchen in front of her at this moment is another person!

His eyes looked at her as empty and unfathomable as the depths of the 100,000-mile ocean......

The corners of Di Qianchen's lips raised a touch of self-mockery.

He lowered his eyes, and his golden eyes flashed with a cold light of displeasure.

Without his permission, he gave half of the Divine Pill to this woman! It's just stupid!

Love? … Heh, how long can that thing last?

Cruel and useless stuff!

For a while, there was inexplicable silence in the room, until Mu Lingjiu realized that the killing intent on Emperor Qianchen's body was getting stronger.

Looking up, those golden eyes were mixed with ruthlessness and unspeakable danger!

With just one glance, Mu Lingjiu felt a chill behind him.

Then an electric blade struck her head.

Emperor Qianchen indifferently watched Mu Lingjiu dodge without danger, and with a wave of his robe, there were several electric blades.

Kill her, and you can get back the other half of the Divine Pill.

Mu Lingjiu gritted her teeth and struggled to dodge, she wanted to leave the room, but found that she was in the spatial realm of Emperor Qianchen, and she couldn't leave at all!

In the face of his powerful spiritual pressure, Mu Ling Jiu could not avoid it, and collapsed directly on the ground, holding his head in pain, his whole body trembling uncontrollably...

Emperor Qianchen was a little surprised by Mu Ling Jiu, who had dodged his attacks several times!

She is a little golden pill, and her speed has reached the god level!

It's a good seedling... If you exercise a little, you will definitely reach another level in a short time!

It's a pity, he will never allow his Divine Pill to be on others, and if she wants to get it back, she must die!

Emperor Qianchen continued to exert spiritual power.

In an instant, Mu Ling Jiu felt that the blood in her whole body began to flow backwards, and there seemed to be a hand in her head pinching her nerves, and a huge pain followed...

The next second, the corners of her nose, ears, and lips overflowed with bright red......

The vision slowly blurred, and the surroundings were quiet, and Mu Lingjiu only heard his own muttered voice.

"Emperor... Emperor Qianchen..."

- Yunxuan Pavilion

"Yunling, you were born as a goddess, and you don't need to cultivate to be the strongest person in this cloud world, but how can there be such a good thing in this heaven and earth, if you don't experience calamities and don't hone your mind, how can you convince these sentient beings..."

"In this case, I will lose my divine power and go to the world under the clouds!"

The strange and familiar ethereal voice faded away, and then Mu Ling Jiu fell into dire straits!

Before you know it, it's dawning!

When Mu Lingjiu opened his eyes, he found himself lying on Di Qianchen's bed, with a fine sweat still remaining on his white and full forehead.

She got out of bed, frowning a little disgusted, the clothes on her body seemed to be soaked in hot sweat, sticky and uncomfortable.

… I want to take a bath!

At this point, the door was pushed with a bang.

It's Emperor Qianchen!

Remembering that he almost died at his hands last night, Mu Lingjiu subconsciously took a step back.

The feeling of despair that life is worse than death, and I am powerless to resist is still vivid.

Looking at her defensive appearance, Di Qianchen's heart tightened, and his eyes darkened.

"Ling'er..."Emperor Qianchen's throat was dry, his phoenix eyes stared at the woman with drooping eyes, and shouted cautiously, wanting to step forward and hug her into his arms, but he was worried about scaring her!

After all, she almost died at his hands last night, thinking of this, Di Shao, who had always been calm and composed, panicked, and the hand under his sleeve trembled slightly.

Mu Ling Jiu raised his eyes in surprise.

The brocade-clothed young man at the door looked at her a little helplessly, with chagrin in his eyes, self-blame, and thoughts that he hadn't seen for many days...

Mu Lingjiu was stunned, and his heart welled up with sourness.

She walked over to him, then reached out and hugged him.

"Emperor Qianchen..."Mu Lingjiu's voice was low, a little aggrieved.

Di Qianchen's heart was suffocated, his eyelashes trembled, and he hugged the soft woman in his arms tightly.

"I'm sorry!" He said in a hoarse voice.

Mu Lingjiu's body was shocked, and the water vapor in his eyes came out uncontrollably.

Don't blame him, she knows it's not what he wants!

"It's not your fault!" Mu Lingjiu swallowed his throat and choked.

He was so proud, but he was so cautious about her.