In the past few days, Xiao You and a few people have been fighting hotly, and he is obviously not approaching the ethereal and Qingfu brothers and sisters.

When they are free, several people also meet to visit the imperial capital together, and the days are too comfortable.

At the same time, a new round of martial arts tests is also approaching.

This is something to be excited about for every proud son of the sky, they are finally able to compete with their own geniuses on the same benchmark, and their young blood can't help but boil.

But at this time, Zi Yu did not have this kind of excitement, and some were only full of apprehension and anxiety.

Looking at the crimson light that still appeared from time to time, the familiarity also made Zi Yu feel extremely helpless. More than 20 days have passed, and more than 20 days and nights of protection and worry have made this determined beautiful woman become depressed.

He has a sallow melon seed face, bloodshot eyes, long yellow hair, and a wrinkled shirt. There is only one word to describe everything - sloppy.

During these days, she had no mind to purify, no mind to meditate, and she was tumbling from side to side when she slept. The crimson light always reminded her that the current grim situation tugged at her heart.

Sit up and walk to the window,

It had been a long time since she had seen the familiar sunshine, and the nostalgia was so strong. I reached out and touched the curtain, but I seemed to be frightened by something, and quickly withdrew it.

She didn't dare, she didn't dare to give it to others, even if she found the slightest clue. She had unconsciously seen Shakti as everything to her, the man who had brought her out of her autistic shell, the man who had made her smile again after a long time of smiling. For him, Zi Yu gave up his dignity, gave up the most cherished appearance of women, and gave up his arrogance.

Just to be able to laugh with him again, to see his unchanging countenance once again show its ignorance in front of him.

Purple Feather's face suddenly showed some smiles, so bright but distressing, she laughed like this countless times in her hesitation, and behind the smile, it was just the simple matter of stealing melons, and when he explained the things of the desolate heavens to Emperor Shakti, he was ignorant and inquisitive in front of her.

These days may be the transition of Zi Yu's change of mentality and understanding of Emperor Shakti, along with the torture of her heart, Zi Yu finally re-faces her heart, she likes Emperor Shakti! I don't know when? But it was definitely not the first time she saw Emperor Shakti, let alone the day when Emperor Shakti saved her, because Zi Yu knew that she was only appreciating Emperor Shakti at that time, and then she was suspicious. Appreciate the Emperor's uncanny temperament and doubt his true identity.

As always, she caressed the wooden coffin, as if she could touch the cold face of Emperor Shakti and get some comfort.

For a long time...... Her eyes were so gentle, she was completely absorbed in the warmth.

Suddenly, an invisible concussive force leaked out of the coffin, and Zi Yu's white and slender hand was immediately shocked to blood, but Zi Yu didn't care at all. As soon as that power dissipated, Purple Feather eagerly leaned forward and called out the name of the Emperor, as if this would ease her worries.

Zi Yu faintly heard some voices, very faint but with Zi Yu's ear power, it was not difficult to hear clearly, it was a scream, it was a wail.

The root of this cry was the wooden coffin in front of Zi Yu, who leaned down in a panic and put his ears close.

Only then was she relieved, because she was not listening to Shakti's voice, which was unfamiliar and chaotic, and there were men and women, and these voices were painful and abnormal.

Zi Yu even heard someone say clearly, "Let me go, I don't want to die." ”

And words like this come and go in the coffin.

I don't know why, it's weird. This is Zi Yu's expression first, there is only Emperor Shakti in this coffin, why is there still so many voices?

Zi Yu wanted to open the lid of the coffin to find out, but reason told her that she couldn't.

The change in the Yuan Mu coffin really made Zi Yu a little overwhelmed, and she was very worried that Emperor Shakti would have something unexpected. There is nothing more terrible in the world than ignorance, because it can make you afraid, make you feel overwhelmed, and make you unable to make good judgments.

What should I do?Zi Yu kept asking himself, no one could help him, let alone anyone help him, the matter of Emperor Shakti's fierce aura was Zi Yu's weakness, and what he was bearing now made Zi Yu feel the weight of pressure even more than dragging his coffin.

The sound of choking sobs was clear in this simple cabin. Yes, Zi Yu cried, this woman who was extremely cruel in the eyes of others since her father's death cried. There was so helplessness in the cry, and the tears stuck to her white melon seed face, looking so dazzling and pitiful.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up......" Tears dripped down the wooden coffin one by one in Zi Yu's shout, bringing a series of knocking sounds.

But she couldn't get any of the sounds she wanted.

Zi Yu felt so tired, not only because of physical exhaustion, but also because of mental exhaustion. The nerves that had been tense for a long time could not be supported by another impact.

Slowly closing her bloodshot eyes, lying weakly on the wooden coffin, she could finally rest, this is the first time in more than 20 days and nights that she will not open quickly after closing her eyes.

About two hours have passed, and it is already dark and starry. After a quiet rest, Zi Yu's face was better, and it looked a little pale instead of sallow, and her long eyelashes were still shaking uneasily when she was asleep, and her delicate brows were also condensed.

Slowly, Purple Feather's breathing became rapid, and her lips were clenched, "Don't! Don't ......"

Suddenly, the quiet Zhong Ziyu exclaimed, "He's not a fierce beast!"

At the same time, Zi Yu suddenly woke up, and then looked around, until he saw that everything in front of him was still so familiar, Zi Yu slowly calmed down.

Yu Guang glanced at the wooden coffin, Zi Yu was stunned at first, then became crying and laughing, and quickly opened the lid of the coffin. Everything in front of her suddenly made Zi Yu cry loudly, and she blindly threw herself on the emperor's body, letting her tears wet the emperor's solid chest, and patting the emperor like a little girl. As if to vent all the grievances he has endured for a long time......

Shakti looked a little stunned, his eyes staring at the dark roof. The familiar crimson giant appeared again, but this time the giant absorbed a huge amount of life force and seven pure divine soul powers. And this giant also gave back part of his power to him again.

Just when the Crimson Giant fed back the power to him, the power of the divine soul contained in it was actually the ability to independently cultivate the method of [One Qi Transformation and Three Clearings] that Emperor Shakti was familiar with, and obtained the [Three Souls] in a very short period of time.

The Wu clan and the Sanqing belong to the same lineage of Pangu and get the Pangu inheritance together, so the Wu clan naturally knows the cultivation method of the Sanqing, but the Wu clan has no divine soul in the flood wilderness, and cannot practice the exercises related to the divine soul, so they can only practice the [Nine Turns Xuangong] that is compatible with the body of the Wu clan. After arriving in this life, although Emperor Shakti had a divine soul, he did not practice because he had already been accustomed to the [Nine Transformations Xuangong]. , but now this method of [One Qi and Three Clears] started for no reason, and it has been cultivated into the basic chapter of One Qi and Three Clears [Take Three Souls].

The so-called taking the three souls, that is, the three souls of heaven, earth and man, is the foundation and the most difficult place to cultivate the three purifications of one qi and three purities. Only by taking these three souls can you truly start cultivating [One Qi and Three Clears].

Emperor Shakti, who was in deep thought, suddenly heard a sobbing sound, but looking for prestige was a long yellow hair in his eyes.

；“ You, are you?" asked the Emperor in an unfamiliar tone.

The sobbing purple feather raised her head, and tears filled her entire delicate face.

As soon as Emperor Shakti saw Zi Yu's posture, he suddenly felt a slight tremor in his heart, how could she become like this!?

Where is her sassy posture, why is she so pitiful!?

"Purple Feather!?" Emperor Shakti exclaimed in disbelief.

But Zi Yu was still in tears, staring at Emperor Shakti without saying a word. It seems that he wantonly revealed his embarrassment in front of the emperor, and he didn't feel anything wrong at all.

Suddenly, Purple Feather punched at Emperor Shakti's face door, but the next moment, Purple Feather's fist was grabbed by Emperor Shakti's hand.

Emperor Shakti's face was angry, and his eyes were fixed on Zi Yu, as if he wanted Zi Yu to give an explanation.

But Zi Yu still didn't answer.

Emperor Shakti's eyes were even more gloomy, and at this moment, Emperor Shakti asked a familiar smell, looking for the smell, and fixed his gaze on his left hand, but it was the little white hand that he was holding in his right hand, and it was the blood that flowed endlessly.

Then he looked at Xiang Ziyu's pale face, and his heart was inexplicably soft.

Putting down the small hand clenched in his hand, he said indifferently, "Go and bandage it!" After speaking, he stopped looking at Zi Yu and was about to stand up.

It was at this moment that the Emperor discovered that he was lying in a coffin.

Shakti didn't reject this, thinking about how many lives had passed in his hands in the Lich War, but he was inexplicably lying in this thing that only those who had lost their lives would use.

Endless questions came to his mind, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Zi Yu, "What's going on!?What did I do in my sleep!?Why am I lying here!?"

Three times in a row, Emperor Shakti's deep and cold eyes struck directly at the heart of Purple Feather's five flavors.

Purple Feather was happy, extremely happy! Emperor Shakti finally woke up, but she hated it, hated Shakti's unfamiliar tone, and what she paid so much in exchange for a strange call.

Zi Yu only woke up a little at this time, although Emperor Shakti had given him the joy he had not seen for a long time, he was still so indifferent and ruthless.

Look at this familiar and unwanted look. Zi Yu turned around seemingly casually, and secretly wiped away the tears that almost overflowed from his eyes. "Since he is awake, it is also the best." ”

When she turned around again, although Zi Yu still seemed to be a little sick, the heroic posture that belonged to her had returned.

After that, Zi Yu told Emperor Shakti about what had happened in the past few months, but he hid the many grievances he had suffered because of Shakti.

In just one cup of tea, Rao is Emperor Shakti, a cold-hearted person, also trembled in his heart. He didn't know what Purple Feather had hidden, but Emperor Shakti still remembered the scene when he first saw Purple Feather, what an outstanding and beautiful woman she was, and this woman was willing to walk in the world with a stranger like him who had only known him for a few days, and this favor was not something he could easily repay. It's not hard to imagine what that would have been like.

Thinking of this, Emperor Shakti helped up Zi Yu, who was still paralyzed on the ground, and then took a step back and bowed deeply to Zi Yu, this salute seems insignificant, but we all know how arrogant the Wu clan is? They have only worshiped Pangu Father God in their lives. And in this life, it was only after Shakti understood mother's love and father's love that he bent over.

Zi Yu also knew that she had already seen the arrogance of Emperor Shakti when she first entered the Yong Bone, so she naturally knew the weight of this gift. But Zi Yu was not happy, but had a heart-wrenching pain, she didn't want this strange feeling, this worship of Emperor Shakti made Zi Yu feel that everything she did was so useless.

Suppressing the sadness in his heart, Zi Yu hurriedly helped Emperor Shakti up.

；“ Get up, your waist should be as straight as ever. ”

Zi Yu's words moved Emperor Shakti even more, but he was not good at expressing it, so he could only suppress this gratitude.

At this moment, Zi Yu's face turned red, and he turned around, and said in the moment when Emperor Shakti was puzzled, "You better put on the coiled dragon armor I gave you, lest you do it again next time." Zi Yu suddenly felt inappropriate when he said this, and secretly prayed in his heart, "Don't have another time." "Because every time Emperor Shakti does this, it is when his evil spirit is revealed, will Shakti be so lucky then?

Emperor Shakti reacted when he heard this, and the next moment, the rune on his forehead appeared, and a black martial arts suit evolved from the coiling dragon armor appeared on his body.

Only then did Zi Yu turn around.

He is still so upright, his temperament is still so cold, his eyes come to the black hair that Emperor Shakti is casually draped, Zi Yu does not feel that it is inappropriate, he likes Emperor Shakti's cold and fierce attitude with a wild attitude.