"Yes-" Zi Yi responded, looking at the direction in which Chu Feng had disappeared, her brows locked.

After a while, Zi Yi turned her head and stared at the painting on the wall, and there was endless anger in her heart that wanted to pour out and burn the painting clean.

This painting represents a woman, and Ziyi knew it more than 100,000 years ago.

On the day Chu Feng entered the master's door, Zi Yi knew.

On that day, it was this woman who sent Chu Feng to the Lei Sect and handed it over to her father, the Sect Master of the Lei Sect. The woman commanded from above: Be kind to this son, and your sect will be proud of him one day.

It's a pity that Ziyi was only seven or eight years old at the time, and she couldn't see this woman's face clearly at all, she only felt that her body was full of dazzling brilliance, making her humble as an ant.

At that time, everyone knelt on the ground, father, Ziyi himself, and the most powerful and powerful elder of the sect.

Everyone fell to their knees on the ground, humbly responding to their promises.

"Yes, Divine Venerable!"

"Okay, God-Honored!"

"The villain understands, God!"

The next day, Zi Yi went to play with Chu Feng. At that time, this painting was hanging on the wall of Chu Feng's room.

She just touched the edge of the scroll at that time, and was driven out by Chu Feng in a rage.

"Hibiscus flowers...... Rong...... Appearance? Should you ......" Zi Yi thought of something, pulled back to his palace, and ordered. "Go and check, Your Majesty has gone to the Muhua Realm."

The result was very sad for Ziyi.

"Your Majesty arrived at the Muhua Realm and went straight to the Spirit Realm Gate."

Zi Yi crushed a delicate jade cup.

"Concubine Rong! Joke! Do you think that if you take a concubine, you can really become Your Majesty's concubine? Can you replace that woman? ”

Ziyi said this, but her heart became nervous.

For more than 100,000 years, His Majesty has never forgotten this woman named "Rong", but if she looks slightly similar and has a slightly similar temperament, Her Majesty will love her for a long time.

Now, there is a person with the same name, perhaps, not only the same name, but also something else......

The more Zi Yi thought about it, the more anxious she became, and she called out loudly: "Someone! ”

……

Emperor Chu Feng, the Heavenly Thunder Master, suddenly broke into the Muhua Realm, frightening the gods of the Muhua Realm.

I know what I've done lately. A number of gods swished out of the Muhua Realm.

Among them, Deze ran the fastest and farthest.

He didn't know where he had gone, and it took a while for him to get his way back.

The four great god kings of the Muhua realm, Mo Yun, Gu He, Qiao Chen, and Xin Dao, were very nervous.

As the leaders of the gods of the Muhua Realm, they can't run, they can only resist.

As soon as he thought that the four of his own party were tied together, they couldn't kill Chu Feng's arm, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

After Li Rongfei woke up, she had a headache.

Her cultivation is too low to directly use the Soul Gathering Pill to repair her divine soul.

Deze gave her a little Soul Gathering Scatter to stabilize her spirit, but it couldn't immediately heal her divine damage.

Now she can only honestly cultivate the Thousand Leaves and Hundred Flowers Refining Divine Technique, and slowly repair her divine soul.

While enduring the headache and practicing hard, this feeling is the same as when the eldest aunt came to have stomach cramps and stayed up late to do her homework, so uncomfortable that I wanted to cry!

Large beads of sweat dripped down from Li Rongfei's forehead, and two tears couldn't help rolling out of her eyes.

Chu Feng floated down in front of Li Rongfei, and when he saw this scene, his heart hurt inexplicably.

I still remember that day, beside the lotus pond, Rong'er leaned in the soft chair and asked gently, "Xiao Feng, do you want to cultivate immortals?" ”

"Yes! Rong'er, I want to be a fairy! ”

"Cultivating immortals is very bitter. Thinking about my cultivation back then, while crying bitterly and sweating profusely, they laughed at me and scolded me for being useless. If I didn't want to cultivate well, they beat me. I was covered in blood, but he told me that immortal cultivators bleed without tears...... I cried even more fiercely, and I resolutely refused to cultivate immortals. They just killed my favorite puppy. They said that if I cried any more, they would kill my two best sisters...... I had to practice while crying. Xiao Feng, cultivating immortals is really bitter and bitter. ”

When Rong'er said this, her eyes filled with tears.