The reason why the leaders of the Dan League dared to be so arrogant on the road was because they had backers.

Any one person can crush all the Great Xuanzong.

Under the Broken Mystery Realm, they are all ants to them.

But who knew that they had backers, and they didn't have nights!

This man ......

This man did not say a word or look at the reinforcements they had invited to collapse, and they fled in the wilderness.

At this time, the leader of the Dan League understood the true meaning of having people outside the world and having heaven outside the sky.

Their backers have also abandoned them in the face of crisis, but they are still alive, where should they go?

They could no longer think of any other way to survive than to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.

"Be merciful! My lord! ”

"Be merciful......"

……

A heart-wrenching cry of pain could not arouse a trace of mercy from the ruthless gods.

Yes, why do the gods have mercy on the ants?!

They are nothing in his eyes......

The leader of the Dan League had no choice but to take the initiative to break the ban and said, "My lord! Please be merciful! Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, our lord you must also know him, he is ......"

Suddenly, the god-like indifferent and honorable man moved.

With a slight wave of his palm, the red lotus karmic fire that rose to the sky was separated from it, and a road to the sky appeared, he stood firmly in the sea of fire, and his cold eyes were rippling with softness, like a spring breeze blowing on the ancient wasteland, melting the ice of the polar regions, and rippling with colorful glory.

The people who were prostrate on the ground looked at the gentle expression of the gods, and then they suddenly realized, it turned out that the gods were not ruthless, affectionate, just for one person......

They did not dare to raise their eyes, nor did they dare to look at the treasures that they dared to blaspheme, but they bowed their heads one after another, and expressed their loyalty with the most pious gestures.

The flames turned into brilliant, bright stars, guiding each other.

A slender white hand stretched out from the flames, and was tightly held by the god-like man of that day, and pulled hard......

She fell into his arms.

All the waiting, the hopes, the hopes, the hopes, the hopes, were fulfilled at this moment.

"You're back?" The man asked softly, his voice like a mellow wine, and like a fine net, trying to intoxicate her soul and capture her love, so that she could never leave him again.

Because he can't afford to wait for the next hundred years......

Before I met her before, a hundred years was just a flick of a finger.

And after meeting her, every second away from her became difficult.

The slender and delicate person was tightly locked in his arms, she listened to his rapid heartbeat, her eyes couldn't help but be sour, and the impetuousness, restlessness and apprehension also turned into sweet honey in this instant, entwined, melodious, soaked into each other's souls.

"I'm back......"

He heard her soft answer, the corners of his mouth raised, and he exhaled the turbid breath from his chest, hugging her tighter.

"It's good to be back."

He whispered, pecking the top of her hair shallowly, not wanting to let go of her for a moment.

But in the next moment, Night Terror Hong and Yan Qingjue heard the coughing sounds of everyone in the Ye family one after another.

"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

……

Night Terror even suspected that if she didn't let go of Yan Qingjue, her dear family members would cough up blood in their throats.

Yan Qingjue squinted his eyes and changed his hug to holding hands.

His long, powerful knuckles were snapped into her fingers, rubbing gently, full of attachment.

(End of chapter)