Yan Fengyi thought that Yan Ziyue had heard it, and if she didn't answer, it meant that she couldn't agree, so she said a little angrily: "Yan Ziyue, if you are half-hearted, how can you be worthy of Nangong Yu's deep affection for you?"

This time, Yan Ziyue heard it clearly, and replied directly: "Have you finished speaking?" Is this your last word"?

"You... Even if it's my last words, I hope you can listen to them."

"Really? Then I remember", Yan Ziyue finished speaking, the corners of her mouth hooked up a shallow smile, her fingers slipped, and the two of them went up and down, falling together.

Nangong Yu saw the two falling, jumped up, grabbed the waist of the two with one hand, pulled out the golden snake whip with the other, and waved it out, the golden snake whip wrapped around the raft, and the three of them hung in the air.

"Nangong pardon...", Yan Ziyue called.

Yan Fengyi only felt that she had fallen into a solid embrace, and after hearing Yan Ziyue's call "Nangong pardon", she opened her eyes, and saw that it was indeed Nangong pardon, and she was overjoyed, and she caught a glimpse of herself being tightly held in the crook of her arm by Nangong pardon, and felt extremely safe, so she also clinged to his chest.

"Yue'er... Hold me tight", Nangong Yu looked at Yan Ziyue and said.

"Hmm...", Yan Ziyue nodded, wrapped one hand around Nangong Yu's waist, and looked up, although Nangong Yu had held the golden snake whip tightly, he couldn't admit the weight of the three people after all, not to mention that from time to time there was water rushing down from above, slapping on Nangong Yu's body.

Yan Fengyi also noticed at this time, Nangong Yu showed a painful look on his face, and his hand began to slide down.

"Nangong pardon, you let me go", Yan Fengyi's heart was dripping blood when she said this.

"You won't give up", Nangong Yu gritted his teeth and said.

"Nangong pardon, if you don't let go, everyone will die, I don't want to drag you down... I... I wish the two of you all to grow old together...", Yan Fengyi was already in tears.

The golden snake whip had been fiercely straightened at this time, and Nangong Yu tried to find a way to change the danger, but to no avail.

Yan Ziyue was silent for a moment, reached out and stroked Nangong Yu's face, revealing an indifferent and quiet smile.

"Yue'er, what are you going to do, don't...", Nangong Yu looked at Yan Ziyue, she had already guessed her thoughts, and she was in a hurry.

Yan Ziyue pecked lightly on Nangong Yu's lips, and whispered in his ear: "Nangong Yu, I'm sorry", and let go of her hand after speaking.

Nangong Yu looked at Yan Ziyue who was falling, and the smile kept stopping on her face, which was beautiful, as if everything in the world was frozen.

"Yue'er...".

Above the waterfall, the sky was split, and when he heard Nangong Yu's heart-rending shout, he knew that something was wrong, and instantly awakened the blood curse in his body, and became infinitely powerful, dragging the raft up, grabbing the golden snake whip upward, Nangong Yu and Yan Fengyi were pulled up.

Nangong pardoned Yan Fengyi, and the whole person lost his soul.

"Nangong pardon, what about Ziyue... What about her"? Split Sky rushed over, pushed Nangong pardon hard, and shouted.

"Yue'er...", Nangong pardoned closed his eyes, and a tear slipped from his eyes.

Seeing this, Yan Fengyi desperately stopped in front of Nangong Yu, and looked directly at the angry Split Heaven Dao: "It's none of his business, it's all because of me."

"Go away", Splitting Heaven's gaze locked on Nangong Yu, and scolded Yan Fengyi angrily.

Nangong Yu didn't respond, got up and walked to the waterfall.

Yan Fengyi looked at Nangong pardon at this time, she was distressed, and felt that she was damned, if her death could fulfill Nangong pardon and make him happy, it would be worth it.

"Nangong pardon, what are you doing"?

Splitting Heaven ran towards Nangong Yu, trying to hold him but couldn't, and seeing him jump off the waterfall with his own eyes, all his anger suddenly turned to nothing.

Yan Ziyue felt that the speed of falling down had slowed down, and the instinct of survival had stimulated the divine power in her body, her eyes were dyed red, her eyebrows were a little red, and a little red instantly ignited in flames, and a pain came from her back shoulder blades, and a pair of red flame wings were born, which turned sharply when they touched the surface of the water, hanging in front of the waterfall.

Wei Changjun and Hua Yuben were still worried about Yan Ziyue, and the two struggled to go downstream of the waterfall, and suddenly a flame suddenly appeared on the surface of the water, and they had to dive into the water in a hurry, and when they surfaced again, the flames were gone, and when they looked up, they saw a figure falling down.

Yan Ziyue was in the air in front of the waterfall, and as soon as she stabilized her body, she saw Nangong Yu rise into the air, jump down from the waterfall, and hurriedly flew over and hugged him.

"Yue'er...", Nangong Yu was pleasantly surprised, looking at Yan Ziyue's appearance at this time, he couldn't speak for a long time.

Yan Ziyue wanted to explain, but after thinking about it, she forgot it, Ying Ying smiled, hugged Nangong Yu's body tightly, and flew to the top of the waterfall.

When everyone saw Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yu appear, they were all stunned and petrified in place.

On the altar, Bai Qi couldn't believe it, and kept chanting in his mouth: "This can't be, this can't be...".

Zhan Li's heart, which had fallen to the bottom, was picked up again, looked at Yan Ziyue, smiled lightly, held all the words in his eyes, and projected them on.

The officials present reacted, thinking that the scepter had just appeared, had chosen the princess, and bestowed such divine power, and they all bowed and worshipped.

Yan Ziyue let go of Nangong pardon, Split Heaven ran over, stopped one step away from Yan Ziyue, stared at it for a while, and then said, "Ziyue, are you really okay?"

"I'm fine".

Hearing Yan Ziyue's normal answer, Split Sky relieved himself and grinned, revealing his standard smile.

Zhan Li calmed down, glanced at everyone, and then walked up to the high platform and announced to everyone that Huofeng had chosen the heir to the throne, which was Yan Ziyue.

Everyone was convinced, and they hurriedly worshipped, shouting: "The ministers see Her Royal Highness the new princess...".

Although Bai Qi is reluctant to admit it, the facts cannot be questioned, the ending has been decided, and there is nothing to be done.

Bai Lu and his gang were also surprised, but they were powerless to refute, so they had to remain silent.

Yan Fengyi looked at Yan Ziyue, pursed her lips and showed a difficult smile, turned around and walked towards the altar alone.

Yan Li stood on the high platform of the altar and stretched out his hand to Yan Ziyue. Yan Ziyue closed her eyes, faded the red flame in her eyes, retracted her red wings, and stepped forward slowly.

"Yue'er, the scepter is here, and it will be handed over to you from now on."

"Hmm...", Yan Ziyue nodded, reached out to hold the handle of the scepter, and a cluster of flames surged from the crystal ball at the top of the scepter, which was exactly the same as the flame in the center of Yan Ziyue's eyebrows, and after flashing for a while, they disappeared together.

Yan Ziyue held the scepter high, signaled to everyone, and accepted everyone's bowing.

At this time, Luo Feng had already asked the guards to pull Hua Yu and Wei Changjun up, and the twelve candidates for the princes had arrived.

Bai Qi didn't wait for everyone, let people help Yan Fengyuan, and went back to the palace with Yan Fengyi first.

On the altar, under the witness of everyone, Zhan Li announced the beginning of the last round of tests for the prince, and the test was sincerity.

The priests came up with twelve bowls of wine and lined up in a procession.

Yan Li stepped forward and explained the rules, if you are willing to accept the last round of tests, you must first drink this bowl of broken intestine wine, the wine is as its name, after drinking the liver and intestines, but it doesn't matter, if you are sincere to the princess, you can get a drop of blood from the princess, otherwise it will only bleed and die violently on the spot.

The twelve candidates listened to it, each with their own thoughts, and after being silent for a long time, Nangong Yu was the first to stand up, and drank a bowl of broken intestine wine without hesitation, and sure enough, he suddenly felt that his abdomen was like a fire, and his five internal organs seemed to be mixed together, and he was sweating in pain, gritting his teeth.

Yan Ziyue saw it, worried about Nangong Yu, snatched the silver needle in Yan Li's hand and pierced his finger, dripped blood into the bowl, scattered it into the water, and personally sent it to Nangong Yu, seeing that he shrunk in pain, his face was pale, and his whole body was convulsed, so he fed him mouth-to-mouth and drank it, and held him in his arms until his pain slowly disappeared and returned to normal.

The others saw that it was terrible, and they thought about it more and more carefully.

"I'll quit", Bai Luochen actually wanted to say it a long time ago, just because he wanted to see if this legendary blood test was true or false.

"I'll quit too", Bai Luotian took a step forward and glanced at Bai Luochen.

"Me too... I already have someone in my heart," explains Zhuo Zhao.

"And me", Hua Yu also stood up.

"Count me in," Wei Changjun said.

"I don't think the princess has any intention of me, so I don't have to force it", Chen Che stared at Yan Ziyue for a while, and saw that her gaze had never moved half a point from Nangong Yu, and he knew that he was not necessary.

Stan didn't say anything, but silently took a few steps back, saying that he would give up and no longer participate in this round of testing.

Ming Chi passed through the line of life and death just now, and he could see it clearly, and when he saw that Stan had retreated, he also retreated.

Luo Zihang saw that most of the people around him had chosen to quit, looked at Split Sky and Lei Yunting, and finally looked at Nangong Yu, thought for a while, walked a few steps forward, looked at Yan Ziyue, and asked, "Princess Ziyue, you promised me, do you still count?"

"Of course".

Nangong Yu was already fine at this time, and he pulled Yan Ziyue to stand up together, looking at Luo Zihang, obviously with a few threats.

"That's good... Wishing you happiness! Also, you have to be kind to Nangong."

"Got it".

Luo Zihang felt that Nangong Yu's eyes had softened a lot when he looked at him, so he teased: "Nangong Yu, being a brother with you is really here to repay the debt."

"Thanks".

"Forget it, I already know what kind of person you are", Luo Zihang turned around and retreated after speaking, and announced: "I will quit too."

Split Sky looked at Lei Yunting and said, "Do you come first, or do I come first"?

"It's just the two of us, whoever comes first is the same."

"Then I'll come first", after Split Heaven finished speaking, he walked up to a priest, took the broken intestine wine and was about to drink it, when he was stopped by Yan Ziyue.

"Wait...", Yan Ziyue finished shouting, then turned around, pricked the other finger, and dripped a drop of blood into each of the two water bowls, then looked at the split sky and nodded to indicate that it was okay.

As soon as the split sky drank down, there was a slight pain, and Yan Ziyue had already sent the bowl dripping blood to him and said, "Drink quickly."

Split Sky took it, drank it in one gulp, and the pain lasted for a while before disappearing.

Lei Yunting saw that the split sky was fine, so he also stepped forward to take the broken intestine wine in the priest's hand and drank it, and immediately drank the water handed over by Yan Ziyue, but it hurt a little for a while and it was fine.

Seeing that the candidate for the prince had been decided, he solemnly introduced Nangong Amnesty, Splitting Heaven and Lei Yunting.

When everyone heard this, they congratulated and bowed.