That person, stepping on the sunflowers all over the ground, slowly walked to the Holy Spirit Stone.

Standing in front of the Holy Spirit Stone, those silver-red eyes stared at Yuqin for a long time.

When I first saw him, even he was amazed by this woman.

The most powerful saintess of the Sky Wolf Clan, in the end, also died under his bureau, on Ziweixing, there were bureaus laid by him everywhere, one after another, ring after ring.

His coveting of the Heavenly Wolf Clan began more than six thousand years ago, starting with Yuqin's death.

It's just that this woman is too infatuated and would rather die by herself than be hurt by her beloved.

Even if she was killed by the hands of the person she loved the most, she didn't even have half a grudge.

He, from the first time he saw her, he had a crush on her, with such a powerful and stunning woman as his pawn, for him, the road to the revival of the demon clan will be much smoother.

But after all, he underestimated Yuqin, underestimated her infatuation, and affection.

She has never hated Emperor Wuxie, even if he killed her with his own hands-

Even if hers were barely wiped out on the spot-

"I really don't understand, what is so good about these **** in the world that can make you not let go until you die-" The man stared at Yuqin in the Holy Spirit Stone and said slowly

He bent down, and his slender fingers as long as jade landed on the cold spirit stone, and through the spirit stone, it just landed on Yu Qin's face.

It is undeniable that he really wanted to get Yuqin, so, in that year, he collected her scattered ashes.

He created an ice coffin with his own hands, and rebuilt her body with the 10,000-year-old ink lotus in the treasure mine of the Stygian Mountain.

Then, he broke into the legendary Penglai Yang, rebuilt Yuqin's body with ink lotus, and immersed himself in Penglai Yang-

It wasn't until he thought it was the right opportunity that he brought her out of Penglai again.

"Will you not die to become a demon? Yuqin, even if you die, I won't let you go-" He smiled shallowly, and his voice was like the wind, and his voice sounded very comfortable, but it made people creepy.

From the bottom of my heart, I am afraid-

Wu Xun, Ye Chonglou, and Feng Yin all retreated to the side.

They rarely see the true face of this person, and perhaps they don't know if this beautiful face is his true face-

Among the Holy Spirit Stones, Yuqin was sleeping quietly, just like Jiang Wenjing sleeping in the mountains of Begonia.

It's just that the slumber has passed-

Her primordial spirit and her soul have long been wiped out, not even in the afterlife.

"Yuqin, Emperor Wuxie, I've been waiting for you for more than 6,700 years--" The man sneered, his fingers, on the Holy Spirit Stone, slid inch by inch over her face, eyebrows, eyes, lips, nose, nothing was missing.

Over the years, he has used various means to turn countless strong people into his pawns, and Yuqin is the first, and, only, to escape from his hands.

He wouldn't let her go.

As he said, even if Yuqin died, he would not let her go.

"Yuqin, you say, when you appear in front of Emperor Wuxian again, what kind of expression will he have? Heh--" He laughed a little weirdly, obviously in a voice as soft as the wind, but it made the three of them goosebumps all over their bodies.

They all know that the master is extremely powerful and extremely intelligent, even if he spends most of his time in a deep sleep, however, he is like God, in secret, in charge of the life and death of countless people.