"Ferris, are you really, really not in love with me? Do you want to put me to death? "The night was hazy, and in a very beautifully decorated palace, stood a beautiful woman in a fiery red shirt.

"Bai Zhiyue, I have never loved you!" A cold, unforgiving voice came from the front of the woman, shattering the little hope she had.

After Bai Zhiyue heard this, she smiled self-deprecatingly, her face was pale, she covered her heart with one hand, and supported the wall pillar behind her with the other. The beautiful eyes are full of despair.

The slender body, as if she would disappear here in the next second.

The delicate makeup has long been stained by tears, and drops of blood have fallen to the ground......

That shirt is a wedding dress as red as fire!

That's right, today is the day they get married! thought that he would take the most gorgeous crane in the heavenly realm and marry her into his palace.

But who knows, the crane didn't wait, and waited until Anyang Ferris, who was also dressed in red, stabbed into his heart with the sword in his hand.

The red garment was as red as blood, as red as blood......

He was still very gentle, holding her hand, and his eyes were very gentle.

Gently, a kiss fell on her full forehead.

"Yue'er, your father and queen mother are waiting for you below, they are old and don't know the way, why don't you go and accompany them." Anyang Motian's tone was very gentle, and it sounded in Bai Zhiyue's ears.

Before Zhiyue understood the meaning of his words, she felt a pain in her heart.

A trembling hand touched his heart.

Blood! It's blood!

This is not true.

However, the tingling in her heart reminded her that it was true.

lowered his head and looked at the sword inserted in his heart, and tears fell big and big.

That divine sword, but even their immortals can kill it! It will destroy their souls so that they cannot be reincarnated! The soul will forever dissipate in these three realms, and it will never be reborn!

Did he really hate her that much?

How could her favorite Ferris kill herself and her family with her own hands? Her skyscraper is so suave......

Zhiyue pushed away the Anyang Ferris, who was also in red, in disbelief, and asked in disbelief, "Why?" Why did I treat you so well with all the people of the Heavenly Realm, and why did you do so on our wedding day? Why?

There are too many whys, I want to ask, but Bai Zhiyue really has no strength, just leaning on the pillar behind her to barely stabilize her body.

"Hahaha, why? Do you still have the face to ask me why? The man in red, Anyang Ferris, changed his previous gentleness and turned into a demon: "If it weren't for the fact that your father, Bai Motian, destroyed everything that belonged to me with his own hands thousands of years ago!" Bai Zhiyue, do you think that I, Anyang Ferris, will spend this thousand years in this palace like this? Do you think I really like you? Hahaha, you're wrong! Actually, I've never liked you! I'm approaching you, I'm going to marry you, but I just want revenge! Anyang Ferris smiled madly, and the corners of his eyes flashed with crystal clear tears: "Do you think that if you cultivate higher than me, you can suppress me?" Don't you think! The humiliation suffered in the past, I, Anyang Ferris, want to get it back today! ”

"This ...... No way...... You won't...... I also...... Poof" never intended to hold you down...... Besides, what happened a thousand years ago was not ...... at all

Zhiyue wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth, and kept shaking her head, tears like a beaded curtain with broken threads, and kept falling down.

The Divine Sword was absorbing her own spiritual power in a very violent way, and even her natal contract beast couldn't summon it......

Even in the end, she still didn't believe that the man who used to be extremely gentle with her would kill her with his own hands!

Could it be that today is really the ordeal that she Bai Zhiyue has to go through? Is it also the catastrophe she wants to survive in this life? Is she going to die here today?

Bai Zhiyue grabbed the long sword that could kill immortals in her heart, and kept shaking her head, tears already spread all over her cheeks.