Chapter 822: I'm Sorry

Feng Zhi looked at the moon god with an ugly expression, the words of the moon god just reached his heart, and it was precisely because of the lack of his soul that he hid without being a ghost or a ghost.

  Ah Huan looked at the moon god with pity: "You are already crazy, Moon God Niangniang, I call you Moon God Niangniang because of your identity."

  But Your Highness will never like a woman like you, never. ”

  "Hahahaha!" The moon god laughed wildly, and tears of laughter came out: "What about you? Are you happy that you are the heir of his choice, and he slept with your woman before your wedding?

  Huan, are you happy? They have been entangled so many times, you have been watching in your eyes, but you don't dare to speak out, aren't you afraid of him, are you afraid of him! ”

  The moon god paused, a flash of expectation flashed in his eyes, and looked at Ah Huan: "If you are not afraid of him, you will go and snatch your woman back, haha, you don't dare to be a coward!" ”

  A deep pain flashed in Ah Huan's eyes, and he slowly stood up and didn't look at the moon god anymore.

  The lowered voice carried a coldness: "Even so, what? Don't forget, Luna, Your Highness has never liked you.

  If it weren't for the fact that the Father had to find you a supporter, I was afraid that after he left, you would not be able to keep the position of the ancient god, why would Your Highness marry you?

  If His Highness hadn't married you because of Father's affection for him, how could he be slandered by anyone between him and Fengniao.

  You're crazy, you're in a daze, I can't remember how many times Your Highness saved you? Isn't it good to be your moon god in peace? I have to push myself to death. ”

  Ah Huan closed his scarlet eyes: "It's ridiculous, all this is really ridiculous." ”

  Feng Zhi's face was particularly ugly, and his body, which was already weak, insisted on staying by their side, waiting for the enchantment in the room to disperse.

  Since listening to Ah Huan's words, the phoenix bird has been limited to an eerie silence, and has rarely stayed there quietly.

  When the first rays of the morning sun shone down, the barrier on the door shattered.

  But Ah Huan hesitated at this time, didn't dare to push the door, and didn't dare to look at the scene inside the door.

  His eyes were full of forbearance pain, he stood in front of the door without speaking, the moon god sat on the ground in a daze, and Feng Niao and Feng Zhi also did not move.

  However, the door opened from the inside at this moment, and a strong smell of blood wafted through.

  Ah Huan, who was standing next to the door, was the first to see the situation inside the door clearly, and his eyes widened.

  ……

  Before the barrier shattered.

  The wind god looked at the sluggish phoenix bird with a touch of chagrin on his face, and at this time he had regained his senses and reached out to touch the phoenix bird's cheek.

  "Smack-" sounded, and the hand was opened fiercely by the phoenix bird.

  The ground was shattered, and the phoenix bird was covered with traces of pro-purple, especially the hands were bloody.

  That's because she was imprisoned by divine power, and she has been struggling desperately, and she has been bruised by divine power and talked about traces.

  The phoenix bird looked at the wind god, his eyes were full of coldness, and there were blood scabs on his white lips without any blood: "Has His Highness the Wind God had enough, can you let me go?" ”

  The phoenix bird's self-deprecating tone made Fengshen anxious and painful, but yesterday he really lost his mind, and a thousand words finally turned into one sentence: "I'm sorry!" ”

  The phoenix bird suddenly laughed, laughing unscrupulously, the corners of his eyes were slightly scarlet, but not a single tear fell.

  Her tears were already clear yesterday.

  "Since you're sorry for me, why don't you die?" The phoenix bird grinned, looking at the wind god's self-reproachful face with malice.