You Sheng couldn't answer, both in her body and in her soul, she only felt a sharp pain like tearing, and blood and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Her heart was angry and terrified.

She clearly knew that Yan Zuo would not kill her, because what was engraved on that marriage book was not only the names of the two of them, but also the Divine Domain and the Wasteland.

She had wanted to kill her betrothed a thousand times, not because she couldn't, but because she couldn't.

On the contrary, although it is easy to kill her at the moment, Yan Zuo can't really kill her.

Although he knew this, Yousheng was still angry, terrified, and his soul trembled.

Because she saw that the black dress on her body, like a marshmallow in water, turned into black starlight from the hem of the skirt and melted away......

This punch is so insidious and vicious!

The scene in front of her was blurred, and in the interplay of light and shadow, she watched the man who came slowly, with a sneering face, raised his palm and unbuttoned a button from the placket.

A simple action, in which the meaning of viciousness is self-evident.

Yousheng shuddered!

"Knowing that you are of noble birth, you like to mess around on weekdays, well, if you enter the abyss, I will accompany you into the abyss to mess around together.

If you want to kill the Shura King, I will also toss it with you, because I know that you who have surrendered to the godhead will not be able to kill the Shura King by all means.

I wouldn't mind wasting another fifty years playing a little game with you, but ah, I really didn't expect you to be able to find your father's Dark Bow in the Prison Law Mountain. ”

Yan Zuo unbuttoned the second button on his shirt, his pace was always unslow, his attitude was like a boiled frog in warm water, his eyes were quite helpless and annoyed: "As a wife, you are so disobedient, I really can't do anything about you, although I disdain this kind of thing as a strong man, but you really ......"

The black and golden pupils overflowed with a strange light: "I have exhausted my patience, Shura Daohua, you actually passed it on to a weak demon junior, I won't teach you a lesson today, your husband and I, I really can't swallow this breath!"

The backward body collided with the illusory soul, and the two finally became one again, and the pain of the soul and flesh god also merged, and a terrifying destruction of the awakening fist intent began to rage wildly.

The black skirt was torn into wadding under the erosion of fist intent, and each strand of clothing was divided countless times in an instant, until it completely disappeared.

The left side of the play smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of expectation.

Yousheng's eyes opened wide, and his eyes like a galaxy were resolute, and his red lips slowly opened and closed: "You-Hugh-think!"

The starsand between the eyebrows suddenly brightened.

She wanted to forcibly break the seal that bound the godhead, and before the time came, forcibly reversing the godhead would not succeed at all, but the power that caused the seal to erupt was enough to destroy her physical body.

The corners of the left mouth stiffened, paused, and his eyes were terrifyingly dark.

He gritted his teeth, and every word seemed to grind out from between his teeth: "You'd rather die than obey me!"

Yousheng's body was about to crash into a towering ancient tree in the sea of trees, and she bit her silver teeth, with stubbornness and arrogance to the bone: "The daughter of the netherworld, there has never been a word for obedience!"

Even if it is the person in her heart, she can fade her arrogance and let go of her dignity as a goddess, but whether it is the first meeting or separation, she has never surrendered to that person.

She is Yousheng, born to be a goddess on the clouds, even if she breaks her bones and grits her teeth, she will never kneel into the dust and bow to others!

Yan Zuo saw that the star sand in her eyebrows bloomed to the extreme, obviously she was serious, and he was furious!

The wind of heaven and earth rolled up the hem of Yousheng's black remnant skirt, and a wide white robe was gathered on Yousheng's weak and delicate body.

She finally didn't hit the cold ancient tree, and a cold chest with the breath of morning dew at night caught her and wrapped her in her arms.

A skeletal and slender palm covered her eyes, and at the same time, the palm also covered the star sand that was about to collapse in the center of Yousheng's eyebrows.

The left punch was not dispersed, and the two people who were stacked on top of each other hit an ancient tree, and the three of them hugged the thick ancient tree and broke it.

Yousheng didn't suffer a second injury, because the person behind her gently protected her and unloaded the power of the collision.

With a snort, a few drops of warm blood spilled out, lying on Yousheng's shoulder, staining his white robe.

Under the white robe, the black skirt was torn.

But in the end, Yanzuo still did not achieve the ultimate goal, and even the opportunity to feast his eyes was ruined on this rainy white robe.

But he couldn't care about this, because the performance at this moment was like being struck by lightning, and the momentum of a dark and deep to a terrifying point was swept away.

As if he saw the most impossible thing in the world, he took three steps back, his eyes trembling!

I saw that the person behind Yousheng was holding Yousheng, and slowly stood up from the broken leaves of the tree, staring at it with dark eyes, as dark as an abyss.

His voice was as warm as spring rain: "Since you can't swallow this breath, can I beat you to breathe?"

Yousheng's back instantly stiffened, ignoring the heavy injuries in his body, he began to struggle uneasily, and raised his hand to grab the cold palm that covered his eyes.

"Be honest. The butt was slammed with the knee of the man behind her, completely ignoring the tearing heavy injury in her body, and the pain made Yousheng's legs tremble, and she fell directly into the arms of the person behind her.

She was honest, but she ...... The palm of the hand that covered the eye was wet.

She choked up, sniffed, and couldn't say a word.

There was no darkness in front of us, because the eyes of the gods could see things even in the darkness.

She opened her eyes stinged by tears, looking at the palm prints close at hand in front of her, she couldn't tell whether she was sad or happy, sad or sad in her heart.

I only felt that all my internal organs were stirring and burning like that.

The mellow voice in his ear continued: "Sleep for a while, and everything will pass when you wake up." ”

His voice was like a magic sound, even though Yousheng stubbornly wanted to stay awake, but his eyelids gradually became heavier after all, and slowly closed.

The heavy pain caused by the punch in her body was not able to endure after all, and her soul was forcibly separated from her body for a while, and her consciousness gradually disappeared from her coma.

He hugged Yousheng who had fallen asleep, and did not pick her up horizontally like he hugged Phoenix or Su Xie.

Instead, he dragged this big doll in his arms, but fortunately, he still took into account that she was barefoot at the moment, and there were sharp wooden thorns on the ground, he lifted Yousheng's body up with force, and rubbed her small snow-white bare feet on the top of his boots.

The first goddess of the dignified Void God Realm, but she was dragged in her arms in this posture, and her appearance looked a little funny.

But Yan Zuo couldn't laugh at all, not only because the person was dragging in his arms, it was his nominal fiancée, but more importantly, because it was ......

"Emperor?"

The dry throat rolled out the hoarse words.

A storm set off in his heart, and the two words ended in shock and disbelief for a long time.

The person behind Yousheng was a whole head taller than Yousheng, one palm was still covering herself in front of her eyes, and the other arm was firmly encircling her slender waist, and a pair of deep eyes were lightless and shadowless, like an eternal lacquer abyss, bottomless.

And that face is the face of the emperor who has disappeared for 10,000 years.

Yan Zuo didn't know what the emperor looked like, so he was terrified.

According to the rumors of the divine realm, the emperor killed his fellow clansmen, committed a great crime, and in the middle of falling into the Yellow Spring Hell, he suddenly woke up, learned from the pain, and was willing to admit torture and suffer from the gnawing of blood babies and ghosts.

That ghost baby is a mysterious creature that has escaped from the Seven Realms, and can eat gods and refine them, and become their stomachs, whether it is a god or a demon, there is no chance of turning over and reincarnating.

Some people say that the emperor can't bear the pain of eternal torment, but asks for a relief.

It is also said that the emperor made an unknown deal with the box under the blood baby tree, and the box promised him that he would feed thousands of ghost babies with the blood of the gods.

But no matter what kind of rumors and statements are, the only conclusion that can be obtained.

That is the Emperor of the Heavenly Realm, whose soul is gone, and he will fall forever!

The whole must be lacking, the extreme must be reversed, and the surplus must be lost.

The emperor perfectly interpreted these words.

On the Nine Heavenly Gates, the brightest and youngest star, sliding from the sky, it will never be able to regain its brilliance.

Yan Zuo couldn't believe it, he felt that the person in front of him must be fake, and he shouted: "Who are you?"

The man's voice came slowly with the breeze, and after years of sedimentation, it faded a little sharper, and became more restrained and mellow: "Get to know, my name is Wu Qi Evil, the Emperor of the Nine Heavens, and the reincarnation of eternity." ”

"This can't be ......" played the left side, and his face was pale.

If it is said that with that paper marriage contract, there are still various possibilities for maneuvering between him and Yousheng.

But if so...... The emperor is still alive for a long time, and the Netherworld God Venerable does not need to continue this marriage contract at all.

And he is not dead, and it is impossible for that godwoman who is persistent to her bones to fall in love with others!

Sou!

An invisible sword qi pierced through the sky, slicing his cheeks, the red blood couldn't stop flowing, the powerful physique of the Protoss, the power of the stars circulating in his body, couldn't heal this small wound.

Yanzuo's eyes trembled, his fingers touched the wound on his cheek, and the sword intent remaining in his fingertips was only a touch, but it was trembling, and his heart was beating like a war drum!

Great Monument Sword Qi!

In this world, someone can imitate the emperor's face, but they can't imitate the emperor's sword!

This person in front of you!

He can only be innocent!

The fear in the heart of this Nine Nights Young Monarch was growing at an alarming rate.

But he was in a strong spirit, pretending to be calm and said: "Even if you are the emperor, Yousheng is my fiancée who plays Zuo, is it possible that you still want to take care of other people's family affairs!"

The man's eyebrows were still as deep as the sea, and he just said lightly: "When have you seen me talk to people about these truths?"

Yan Zuo's expression was stagnant, his face was gloomy, and when his eyes wandered, he caught the aura in the body of this emperor, and couldn't help frowning again, and said with a little cautious temptation: "Now that you have the realm breath in your body, why is there only a fugue?"

The man lowered his eyes: "Killing you is very simple." ”