Yan Zuo felt a chill in his heart, and involuntarily held his breath, he was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "You are a sinner in the heavenly realm." ”

He opened his eyes, and his gaze was very calm: "Who condemned me? Who has the qualifications?"

The tone of course, the tone of course, and this ...... It is also a fact of course.

He confessed his great sin, and it was because he bound himself.

God-eater?

This crime is even more ridiculous, in the hands of the Eight Great Divine Venerables, which one of them is not stained with the blood of thousands of gods to have such status and authority today.

The absolute ruler of the heavenly realm, the least in his hands is killing and blood.

And the emperor's exploits and achievements for the heavenly realm are enough to suppress his killing and the blood of his kindred.

If he had not punished himself, who would have dared to condemn him!

The four divine beasts and the five star gods are all his ministers.

He is also the only one in the Seven Realms of Heaven and Earth, among the wilderness of the four seas, who is a young god who fights in the Nine Directions!

At a young age, his wings are so full that he can compete with the God Emperor!

Who would dare to condemn such a person!

Yan Zuo couldn't speak, but his eyes were like a blade, staring at the woman in his arms, his eyes were extremely unwilling!

His expression was extremely leisurely, but Yan Zuo still saw the shallow impatience in those dark eyes.

Yan Zuo's face suddenly sank: "If you kill me, it will cause a war between the two domains of the God Realm!"

The darkness was silent, the wind stopped, and there was a rare smile on that person's face, and the smile on his lips was actually strong: "You seem to take yourself too seriously." ”

Yan Zuo took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger surging in his heart: "What do you want?"

"It's an eyesore. He spat out two words lightly.

"What?"

"Die or go, so that it won't be an eyesore, can you choose one yourself?" his tone was very flat, but it was close to charity when it fell into the ears of Yan Zuo.

The black and golden eyes were no longer deep, and the emotions that poured out were like bubbles on the sea, and it was difficult to hide: "Among the Seven Realms, there are many people who want your life, and now that you only have the Divine Journey Realm, you are not afraid that I will announce the news that you are still alive in the Seven Realms." ”

The smile on the man's lips dissipated slightly, but he did look a little cold and indifferent: "You can give it a try, anyway, ......"

The palm that covered Yousheng's eyes loosened, slid inch by inch, and pinched her snow-white and sharpened chin: "Some people want me to die, some people want me to live, there are too many people who want me to die, I can't count them, the person who wants me to live, her father should be the first." ”

Acting left desperate.

He's right.

Tens of thousands of years ago, this emperor had a very good personal relationship with the Netherworld God, and even had eight friendships.

The emperor's heart is very pure and single, but he just thinks that the netherworld is worth befriending.

But the mind of the underworld is clear to the bystanders, and the authorities are confused.

He doesn't mean to be drunk.

On the surface, he called him a brother, but secretly he poured wine on the emperor several times, drunk it and brought it back to the house, threw it on his daughter's bed, and let him enjoy it.

The goddess Yousheng is not ridiculous to that extent, and one has not achieved good things.

After the emperor fell from reincarnation, the Netherworld God Venerable regretted that he had to find another marriage for his beloved daughter.

Now, if you know that Wu Qi is still alive, I am afraid that it will set off a bloody storm at the first time, and the blood of all the people in the Seven Realms who covet the life of the emperor will be refined in the world.

took advantage of the fact that the emperor's realm was not yet complete, and he was directly stunned and thrown into the girl's room.

And now, this can't guarantee that this goddess Yousheng, after being lonely and desperate for 10,000 years, can still hold on to this person who can't ask for it as he did at the beginning?

Nature is impossible.

At that time, he played Zuo stealing chickens and rice, but he really had to end up hateful.

In this way, the only thing that can be pinned on is that three days later, the abyss will be in chaos, and it is best for this emperor to die in a dark and unknown place.

The Divine Journey Realm seems to be powerful, but after three days, the catastrophe that seems to destroy the world, even the hall master may not be able to retreat with his whole body, how can a fallen god who is still in reincarnation survive safely.

His face was gloomy and uncertain for a long time, and his clenched fists finally loosened, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Wu Qi Evil, I hope that on other days, I can invite you to drink a glass of wedding wine on the wedding ceremony of the goddess Yousheng." ”

After speaking, his body turned into a wisp of lonely smoke, floated into the dark sky, and disappeared silently.

......

The grass and trees are glowing, and the dark night hillside has fine white flowers blooming.

In late autumn and early winter, the trees change color, and the flowing water is silently lonely.

There was silence all around, and the ancient glow covered the hillside, illuminating the slender eyebrows, pale face, and dim star sand of the sleeping woman under the trees.

The night fog is swaying, and the cold branches are thick.

The woman wore a wide white shirt, curled up in a lump and sleepy posture, although the white shirt could cover her body completely, but the mountains and forests were deep, and it was always inevitable to be contaminated with some frost and cold in the mountains.

The white shirt gradually developed a layer of moisture, with a layer of cold translucency, sticking to the snow-colored skin like jade, but it made people feel that they wanted to cover it, half covered and half covered.

She was awakened by a sharp cough.

The eyelashes flutter and the eyes are opened.

She felt that her body was wrapped in a slight cold, and the white clothes covering her body did not have half of the warmth, and she saw a back on the grass and trees and rocks, a back bathed in the glimmer of fireflies.

She sat up like she woke up from a big dream, and the injury in her abdomen was affected, and the pain in her body was unbearable, and the white shirt on her body slipped from her skin to her waist as if it were unknown.

She looked straight at the back, afraid of missing something, her whole body stiffened, and her voice trembled like a wind sweeping through the dead leaves: "Am I dead?" or ......?"

The tone paused slightly, and a trace of the deepest pain crossed his eyes: "This is another dream." ”

Dreams are in vain.

She doesn't want to be in vain, and she doesn't want to sink into a dream and not wake up.

The figure turned around slowly, and the fireflies turned pale the young man's cheeks.

He looked at her calmly and said slowly: "Death, if Miss Ah Sheng wants to die, then please return my clothes to me first, the wind in the Abyss Hall is too cold." ”

Ah Sheng?

The blurred vision gradually cleared, and the bubble was shattered under the stormy emotional lapping.

That person would never call her Miss Ah Sheng.

will only call her life coldly and bluntly.

And in the glimmer of fireflies, that face is not the appearance of the person 10,000 years ago.

Her thoughts were a little confused, and she couldn't figure out the situation for a long time, but under her chest, she was suffocated.

The severe pain of the injury, which he had not yet felt, was pouring like a tide at this moment, crushing to every corner of his body, and the pain was so painful that his toes curled up.

Yousheng's face was pale and his expression was gloomy: "Why you?"

The young man sitting on the small stone clenched his fists to cover his lips and coughed lightly: "Why can't it be me?"

When the fist was lowered, the lips were pale, and there was no trace of redness.

But Yousheng didn't notice that the fist he quietly tucked in his sleeve was wet and red.

Although he successfully forced back the Nine Nights Young Monarch, the other party was only afraid of the identity of the emperor and the momentum and coercion of the Divine Journey Realm.

There are all kinds of talents, and they seem to be calm and calm, and they have the upper hand everywhere, but they are difficult and dangerous, and they can only know themselves.

If you play Zuo's mind a little more stable and cautious, and probe his true cultivation a little, you can know that he is only at the peak of the Yuan Dynasty.

Now that his hole cards are exhausted, it is impossible for him to be an opponent to play left, let alone behind him, there are weaknesses such as Phoenix Pity.

After a few simple conversations, no one knew that the clothes behind his back were already soaked, and the moment he caught Yousheng, the aftermath of his fist exploded, which brought him extremely serious internal injuries.

The handover of life and death hanging by a thread.

It is not about cultivation, but about confidence and courage.

If the confidence is slightly insufficient, the actor will inevitably see the flaw and will inevitably be killed on the spot!

Yousheng was stunned for a moment: "No...... It's impossible, it's clear that it's that person, he must still be in the Abyss Palace!"

Struggling to get up, she stumbled like a frightened deer.

Ling Tiansu looked helpless, got up and walked over, squatted in front of her, looked at her with his hands on his cheeks, and his tone was very calm: "You are gone." ”

A simple sentence made Yousheng's efforts to get up in pain all in vain.

Following Ling Tiansu's playful gaze, he looked down, under the white clothes, the black dress was gone, and the snowy skin almost dazzled people's eyes.

Yan Zuo's punch was insidious and vicious, directly destroying her clothes, and not even half a strand remained.

"Ah!!!!h

She screamed, her face burning as hot as chili juice, and she crouched on the ground on her bare white toes, her hands over her chest, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Ling Tiansu slowly stretched out two fingers to pinch the corner of his shirt, wordlessly pulled up the slippery shirt and covered her shoulders again, and asked, "Can you stand up and dress yourself?"

After speaking, he also pointed to the clothes and boots that had been neatly folded at Yousheng's side in advance.

Yousheng slowly raised his head, his noble and beautiful eyes were gradually filled with a moist mist, his eyes were red, and he looked a little aggrieved and held back most of the sound, before grinding his teeth and saying fiercely: "You saw it?"

Ling Tiansu withdrew his palm and covered his eyes: "I didn't see it." ”

Yousheng was so angry by his perfunctory attitude that he almost vomited blood, and his face turned blue and red, red and blue.

Ling Tiansu turned around: "Put on your clothes first." ”

Yousheng gritted his teeth, pinched the placket of his white shirt, grabbed his clothes and hid behind the giant tree.

It sounded, and she walked out slowly, her right hand sometimes covering the pain in her abdomen, although her face was pale, but she was not as weak as Fang Cai.

It seems that when he was hiding and getting dressed, he took a few healing elixirs with remarkable effects.

She threw the white-shirted robe to Ling Tiansu, her face stinky: "What the hell is going on?"

But seeing that Ling Tiansu wore it on herself without taboo after taking the white shirt, her eyelids twitched slightly, and she suddenly regretted returning the clothes to him.

Not long ago, she was wearing this shirt close to her body, and he put it on himself without washing it.

Ling Tiansu put on his clothes, tied his belt, and said without raising his head: "What else can it be, I heard that the secret attendant said that you went to the palace marshal to trouble and was taken aback, sister, please have a long brain before you move, you Tongyuan, he is fugue, you go to him for trouble?"

It doesn't matter if you look for death, but please give me the Dark Bow before you look for death, King Shura is not dead yet, and the battle points have not yet been obtained, and my daughter-in-law is still waiting for the Dark Smoke Fruit to heal the disease. ”

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