This sentence is sonorous and powerful, like a good tune.

Shen Zhifeng raised his head and stared at Xue Jue in disbelief. At this moment, his expression was calm and calm, as if what he said was just very ordinary.

These words were like stones falling into the water, causing ripples in Shen Zhifeng's chest.

She was given the courage to stare and asked, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Of course. Xue Jue waved his hand, and the gray robe on his body was suddenly surrounded by golden light. When the light receded, it had turned into a dark robe. His countenance was cold and handsome, and he was imposing against this robe. The crown of hair on his head is colorful, announcing his identity as an emperor.

Shen Zhifeng was a little dazed and pinched his cheek. Once this sense of unreality spreads, it is especially easy to dream.

She ignored the shocked gazes around her and said, "Our relationship ......"

"Don't worry, I'm not going to break my word. Xue Jue replied with a gentle look in his eyes.

A short sentence made Shen Zhifeng feel at ease. As soon as she calmed down, she became alert to the gazes around her, and she glanced at the others worriedly, and said softly, "How should we explain the other immortals?"

Xue Luoyun said lightly: "It's just like the past, hasn't it been debunked after a long time?"

When Shen Zhifeng heard this, his whole heart was suddenly tightened. The fear she had before spread in her heart again, and she couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Xue Jue was rescued by the god of Pengyu, and her feelings for herself were based on her. And now that he has returned to become the Emperor of Su Woo, his feelings come from the god of Pengyu, not himself.

Although she is the same person as the god of Pengyu, she still can't get over this hurdle. Between the two people, there is obviously a difference of three hundred years!

She was unwilling, extremely stubborn, but looked at Xue Jue, and said, "If I say that I don't remember anything in the past, will you treat me as a brand new existence?"

Xue Jue's eyes changed slightly, and then his face became gloomy and he said coldly: "Then don't say it, lest others find out that you are not the god of Pengyu." ”

Shen Zhifeng was a little shocked, it turned out that Xue Jue had already seen that he was not a Pengyu god. Speaking of which, after all, he used to have such a close relationship with the god of Pengyu, and it was only a matter of time before he was recognized.

She suddenly had a glimmer of hope, and her eyes sparkled and asked, "If I am not a god of Pengyu but Shen Zhifeng, are you willing to like me?"

Xue Jue didn't seem to expect her to ask like this, lowered her head and pondered slightly, and hesitated: "I don't know how to answer you, because I don't know the answer at all." At first, I contacted you just because you were my benefactor, the god of Pengyu. Later, in the process of getting along, I developed strange feelings for you. Whether this emotion is based on the god of Pengyu or you, I can't say clearly. But I promise you that I will remain your most faithful believer at all times. ”

This sentence is extremely heart-wrenching!

Shen Zhifeng took several deep breaths before suppressing the depression in his heart. She felt that if she continued like this, she would definitely lose control, so she could only hurriedly salute and leave, and ran back to the Lotus Seed Pavilion as if she was running for her life.

She despised her current self and hated her.

Feelings are such a thing, and it is really not something that ordinary people can touch!

Shen Zhifeng rushed all the way back to his room, completely ignoring the frightened expressions of the maids of the Lotus Seed Pavilion. After entering the room, she locked it with her spiritual power, threw herself on the bed, covered her head with the quilt and curled up in the dark, only to ease her emotions a little.

Xue Jue's smile kept flashing in front of her eyes, and she couldn't wait to hold her head and scream.

The relationship between the two people in the ghost realm of the ghost capital was so good, why did the situation suddenly take a turn for the worse? She couldn't understand at all that such an almost impossible thing still appeared.

Worried and worried, I fell asleep unconsciously. I don't know if it's because I'm too tired, but I have a lot of dreams.

I was sleeping soundly, and I heard Xiao Wei's call in my ears. The voice was hurried, as if something was important.

Shen Zhifeng opened his eyes suspiciously, and scanned the room without finding anyone. She frowned, and only then did she figure out what Xiao Wei was using to convey her secret words.

"I said God, did you hear it?" Xiao Wei said impatiently.

Speaking of which, he had fixed her in the mortal world before, and the spell lasted for three or four hours. It's been a month now, and I've forgotten everything.

Shen Zhifeng yawned and said lightly: "I just slept for a while, and now I hear it, what did you suddenly tell me to do?"

“......”

Xiao Wei was silent for a long time before he said sullenly: "God, how is the situation on your side?"

A few months have passed, and Xiao Wei can hardly contact Shen Zhifeng, so he is worried. Now that I can finally speak, there should be no danger in listening to her tone.

Shen Zhifeng raised his head and looked overhead, and found that the dark clouds had already disappeared. In other words, the one hundred and sixty-two heavenly thunders have ended, and he has officially become a god.

I haven't experienced the rumored love catastrophe at all!

She pondered that it should be because Xue Jue was an emperor and was not within the scope of punishment. She breathed a sigh of relief and said lightly: "It's okay anymore." ”

Xiao Wei was relieved and casually asked about the catastrophe. Shen Zhifeng just said lightly that it was over, and the matter of being protected by the vajra cover planted on his body was not revealed at all.

Shen Zhifeng got up from the bed as he spoke, and went to find new clothes to wear. After the thunder, the Taoist robe on his body could no longer be worn at all. It's a shame that she had been looking for a long time in the pile of clothes of the god of Pengyu to find such a low-key one, and now she has to find something that can be worn out again.

Xiao Wei didn't seem to be ready to stop transmitting the voice, and after thinking for a while, he said: "There is still a month in the mortal world until the New Year, which means that there is still an hour for merit evaluation, how much merit do you have over there, God?"

"I just got 500,000 merits here, and I shouldn't be able to make it to the bottom. Shen Zhifeng said and pulled out a cyan robe. There was a huge phoenix on the back of the dress, and the golden light almost flashed her eyes.

She rolled her eyes, threw her robe on the ground, and plunged headlong into the pile of clothes.

Xiao Wei said anxiously: "God, I think you are happy too early." This year is a year of disaster, so there are many people praying for it. The 500,000 merits may just barely be the first to the bottom, and they will definitely enter the bottom ten!"

"It doesn't matter, I don't want to be a good one. "Shen Zhifeng is still more open-minded.

Xiao Wei said: "It's not a question of whether you want to fight or not, the last ten immortals are going to be criticized by name at the conference!"

"What?!" Shen Zhifeng heard this, and the clothes in his hand fell directly to the ground.

Heavenly Court still has such perverted rules?!

Shen Zhifeng stammered and continued to ask, "You mean, my results will definitely enter the ranks of criticism?"

"That's right, so I advise you to find a way to recruit some mortals to pray, although it may not be too late. Xiao Wei sighed fiercely.