Hearing the name that Long Ziyue spit out, the man was slightly stunned, and then his eyebrows sank slightly, and the tenderness in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a cold and cold light.

Retracting the arm that was about to cover Long Ziyue's shoulder, the man shook Long Ziyue away with a slight force, and his cold voice carried a touch of imperceptible anger, "If you want to cry with that person, don't lean on the deity, the deity is not interested in being a stand-in for others."

Before Long Ziyue could recover from the surprise of being pushed away, the man's cold and resolute words smashed into Long Ziyue's heart, Long Ziyue's eyes widened, looking at the man's cold and peerless face in shock, and he clenched his fists lightly for a while, struggling under his eyes, "You...... Isn't it Helian Jue? ”

"The deity is the Lord of the Nine Heavens Sacred Palace, when did he become the person in your mouth?" The man looked at Long Ziyue's expectant eyes and replied without a trace of hesitation.

The heart was suddenly tightened, and even the breathing became trembling, Long Ziyue looked up at the painful eyes, staring at the cold eyes of the phantom night, tears fell, and slowly soaked into the bottom of her heart.

After all, that man forgot this life, forgot the identity of the king, and he was no longer Helian Jue.

Not understanding the pain in Long Ziyue's heart, Phantom Night stared at her eyes and raised her hand to the side, the princess of the four kingdoms immediately understood, quickly flew behind the man, and saluted respectfully to the man, "Lord"

Phantom Night bowed his head lightly, his phoenix eyes swept over Long Ziyue, and asked, "Who is this woman?" ”

The four of them were stunned for a moment, and for a moment Linglong took the lead in coming back to her senses, taking a step closer to the phantom night, her beautiful eyes flashing with a cold light, "Back to the Lord, she is the Heavenly Holy Maiden, the one who killed the Lord ten thousand years ago"

"Heavenly Saintess? The Heavenly Holy Maiden of the Protoss "Hearing this, the phantom night eyes slowly cooled down

"Exactly," said the delicate eyes, the corners of her lips hidden in the darkness curled cruelly

Heavenly Holy Maiden, if the Venerable Lord forgets you in this life, I will never let the Venerable Lord fall in love with you again.

The grievances between the Protoss and the Holy Palace will be borne by you.

Phantom Night raised his eyes, looked at Long Ziyue from a distance not far away, and the next moment he rubbed his fingertips slightly, and the Netherworld Karmic Fire of Youlan rose from his fingertips.

Approaching Long Ziyue, Phantom Night slowly stretched out his hand, and the Netherworld Karmic Fire turned into a flame sword and pointed directly at Long Ziyue, the tip of the burning sword was against Long Ziyue's chest, Phantom Night lowered his eyes, stared at Long Ziyue's eyes intertwined with pain and remorse, and said without a trace of emotion: "You were the one who killed the deity?" ”

Long Ziyue bit her lip, looking at Phantom Night with teary eyes, the sadness in her eyes hurt people's hearts, but Phantom Night was unmoved, only looked at Long Ziyue coldly, and the fire on her fingertips was even sharper.

There was a sudden pain in her chest, the red blood soaked her clothes, Long Ziyue's body stiffened slightly, and then she slowly lowered her eyes, her eyes were full of disbelief, Phantom Night, did you really do it to her?

The burning pain in his heart, the bright red blood flowers in his chest were faint, and the fire reflecting the orchid was particularly dazzling.

Sadness, bitterness, sadness, sourness, all kinds of feelings were mixed together, forcing Long Ziyue to say nothing to explain, so she could only bite her lip and look at the phantom night stubbornly and desperately.

This man loved her so much that she didn't believe he would hurt her.

Even if the memory is lost, the love between him and her should not be drowned, it is the infatuation and affection that goes deep into the bone marrow, the decisive feeling that invades the soul, and neither she nor he should forget.

If she really forgot, what is the point of meeting her in the two lives?

Catching up with such complex eyes, Phantom Night's body trembled suddenly, and the sword that was against Long Ziyue's heart suddenly became extremely heavy, and he couldn't hold it a little.