The second prince, Ling Yizhu, was a person with a humble temperament, and he saluted respectfully.

"I heard that Your Majesty has not been in good health recently, so I found some nourishing pills and sent them to Your Majesty."

His Majesty's cough eased for a while, and he didn't have much strength to speak, "I have a heart." ”

Ling Yizhu accompanied His Majesty to drink tea for a while and talk for a while before leaving.

He returned to his temple, and a figure appeared silently beside him.

The man's voice was lazy, "Hasn't the second prince thought it through?" ”

Ling Yizhu went straight to find a place to sit down, looked up at the person who came, dressed in a high-end suit, and looked good, but he spoke too badly.

Ling Yizhu asked him, "Fu Shennan, you are the richest man in the empire, why are you interested in the battle for the throne?" ”

Fu Shennan said with a smile, "Naturally, I want to wait until the second prince takes the throne and give me more convenience." ”

Ling Yizhu sneered, "It's true that times have changed, and you as a businessman have the confidence to come and go freely in the palace." ”

Fu Shennan: "I'm here today to ask the second prince if he has thought about it, if you don't want to do it, I think the other two princes and princesses should be willing to do it." ”

Ling Yizhu pondered for a moment, and his tone softened a little, "The eldest princess has Xuantian Sect behind her, and Xuantian Sect will definitely not ignore it when the time comes." ”

"The second prince doesn't have to worry, now Mo Zhuyue can't pull away, the rest of the people are not to be afraid, the second prince just have to be bold, we have monks to assist you."

Nanhua Star, Star Lord's Mansion.

Mo Zhuyue meditates in Lan Sakura's living room and falls into a dream.

That year was the most lively year in the Xiuzhen Realm since it had been peaceful for a long time.

After many years, a god finally appeared again in the cultivation realm.

The Xiuzhen Continent is full of flowers, thousands of rui qi, birds are congratulating, beasts are bowing their heads, and countless people are looking at the shocking scenery of the golden light, waiting for the scene of the gods soaring.

After cultivating for many years, stepping into the ranks of gods, you will soar to the divine realm.

But people waited left and right, and they didn't wait for someone to ascend.

Mo Zhuyue's divine sense communicated with the Heavenly Dao, but she was told by the Heavenly Dao that she had left evil consequences in the human world, and she needed to clear the evil consequences before she could fly to the divine realm.

Mo Zhuyue was at a loss, "Evil consequences? Although I have fought all the way up all these years, I have not done a lot of good deeds, how can there be evil consequences? ”

Heavenly Dao did not answer.

Mo Zhuyue became a god who stayed in the world.

She went to find Sangqi, who had been waiting, and with a distressed expression, she told her that she couldn't ascend.

Mo Zhuyue muttered, "What evil consequences can I leave behind, Tiandao will not say anything after dropping an inexplicable word, and now I don't know what the situation is." ”

At that time, Sangqi was at the peak of the Tribulation Realm, and he was only one step away from becoming a god.

He was dressed in white and wearing a sword on his body, and he was still a high-spirited young man.

He straightened Mo Zhuyue's hair, "Heavenly Dao may have some deep meaning, then wait a little longer, and wait for me to ascend together." ”

At that time, Mo Zhuyue didn't know that this wait was tens of thousands of years, but what he was waiting for was a long hatred, and the two of them died together.

Mo Zhuyue took his arm and said with a smile, "That's what you said, I don't want to be separated from you by two worlds. ”

Sang Qi's eyes were like a deep pool, and he couldn't see the bottom at a glance, but he joked with a smile on his face, "You don't want to leave me, but it's true?" ”

Mo Zhuyue rolled her eyes at him, "Naturally, it's true, you don't need to ask." ”

At that time, after they were destroyed from the Xuantian Sect, thousands of years have passed since the two became Taoist couples.

In these thousands of years of practice, the two have been relying on each other and have a deep relationship.

Only the two of them are the most trusted and intimate in this world.

For thousands of years, they didn't know how much blood they shed and how many lives they almost lost for each other.

Sang Qi's voice was far away, "Let's fly to the god realm together, you wait for me, wait for me......"

The two returned to their secluded small bamboo house, and Mo Zhuyue leaned next to Sang Qi, staring at him with her head propped up.

"Your face is so good-looking, comparable to a demon, how many rotten peach blossoms have you recruited over the years, I will help you shovel peach blossoms every day."

Sang Qi was thick-skinned, and even a little proud when he was praised, "You don't let it go, many of our enemies are trying to beat you and be killed by me." ”

Mo Zhuyue raised her eyebrows, "Double cultivation tonight?" ”

Sangi choked on the water in his mouth.

Even though the two are already old husbands and wives, it is still a little uncomfortable to be so straightforward.

Mo Zhuyue was displeased, "What is your reaction, I am a god now, and it will definitely be of great benefit to you after double cultivation, and maybe it can help you realize the Tao as soon as possible." ”

Sang Qi put down the cup and tapped her head dotingly, "You have just become a god, it's better to consolidate it first." ”

"Oh." Mo Zhuyue reluctantly agreed.

But she has always been thinking about it, and they both want to give each other the best.

So far, double cultivation is the best thing for Sangqi.

She would ask every three days, but Sang Qi always refused for various reasons, and even slept in a separate room with her excessively.

Mo Zhuyue felt that after he became a god, Sang Qi might be under pressure, after all, no one in the entire cultivation world had a chance to do such a thing as sleeping immortals.

She decided to sneak into Sangi's room and get things done first.

And then it was this day that completely changed the fate of the two.

She watched as the black magic patterns climbed on Sangqi's body, like blood marks grabbed by demons, flowing on his skin.

Mo Zhuyue was struck by lightning, she asked in a daze, "Why?" ”

Sang Qi woke up when he heard the sound, and the moment he saw Mo Zhuyue, there was obvious panic in his expression, but he quickly stabilized his expression, and the magic patterns on his body gradually faded, and disappeared into his body.

He cautiously tempted, "Bottle Moon ......"

Mo Zhuyue was already angry, she couldn't help but choke up and asked, "Why, why?" You are already at the peak of the tribulation, you are only one step away from becoming a god, why should you fall into the devil's path. ”

Sang Qi was silent for a long time, "Because I want to ascend with you." ”

In the ruined ancient hall, Sang Qi manipulated the Nightmare Beast to look at Mo Zhuyue's dream.

When he saw this, he laughed to himself.

How naïve he was back then, he naively thought that if he fell into a demon, he would be able to cultivate into a demon god and fly to the god realm with Mo Zhuyue.

At this time, a figure in the main hall came to report, "Sect Master, the Divine Aid Sect has been laid out according to your instructions, when will you start, please show me." ”

Assistants? Scold!

Sang Qi was furious, waved his hand and overturned the people on the ground, he coldly, "Get out." ”

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, the man did not dare to say anything, and left tremblingly.

After so many years and so many things have happened, he is still as naïve as before, and he is still delusional about becoming a god.

"Sangki ......"

A soft voice sounded, and Sang Qi looked up and saw Siluo with a worried face.

She was dressed in tulle, her curves looming under the veil.

Sang Qi silently looked away, suddenly irritable, and his tone became more and more cold, "Who made you wear clothes like this, go back and change." ”

With tears in her eyes, Silo left crying.

Sang Qi held his forehead, only feeling a headache.

It's just the same, it's not her after all.