Qingrun's ruthless and desireless eyes raised slightly, and he said directly: "No, what the immortal cultivators have suffered is not all the catastrophe of heavenly thunder. He was in the midst of a catastrophe, and no one could help him through it. ”

In other words, Princess Yuanbao was his fate. Crossing the past as an immortal, but not crossing the ......" He frowned lightly, and stopped talking.

Heavenly secrets must not be revealed.

"You know the secrets?" I looked him in the eye.

"Immortals are not gods, and I can only glimpse very few heavenly opportunities. He replied truthfully.

I pinched his wrist hard and pressed him against the pillars of the corridor, and the evil curled his lips, "You can count others, can you calculate yourself?"

The delicate and shallow lips were pursed tightly, and they were pursed into a beautiful line.

His ink-stained eyes swept over emotions that I couldn't see, and soon returned to calm, like a clear blue wave.

The golden immortal barrier suddenly appeared, shaking me back a few steps.

The cold voice was like the ethereal sound of the Nine Heavens Strings, "No one will be the calamity of my fate." In another 50,000 years, I will be annihilated by the feather fox and my soul will return to the Six Realms. ”

I panicked, stepped forward again, and my red eyes wrenched him, "Are you going to die?

All the beings in the Six Realms depend on his existence, respect him, respect him, but no one really cares about him.

His lips stretched slightly, and he raised his hand to brush the top of my head, "Lotus Flame, there is no eternity in the world, this is the rule of the Heavenly Dao." Gods will die and sleep, and so will immortals. ”

"200,000 years is the limit for immortals, you are only 20,000 years old, and I have lived for more than 100,000 years. So...... You should forget me, there will be someone more suitable for you than me, who can spend more than 100,000 years with you, maybe longer......" His hoarse voice fell on my heart like a pure white epiphany.

Forgot about him?

I evoked a bitter smile, and the bitterness gradually turned into arrogance and determination, "This king doesn't want anyone, as long as you! Do you think this king's heart is an inn, let you live in if you want to, and if you want to leave, you can move in with someone else?"

"Xi Ye, you listen well, this king doesn't care what the way of heaven is! As long as this king is alive, you must live. If the way of heaven insists on you dying, this king can go against the sky!" I clenched my fists, and every word was extremely serious.

The bottom of Chun Chao's eyes shook, and he smiled compassionately and calmly, "Lotus Flame, you can't go against the sky, the only one who can go against the sky in the Six Realms is the gods, but the gods have long since died." Even if the other Five Realms have supreme cultivation, they are only ants under the Heavenly Dao. ”

He walked away from my eyes, and the corners of his clothes were lifted by the wind, leaving only a burst of lotus fragrance.

He's right, I'm just the Lord of the Demon Realm, and I'm far from having the ability to defy the sky. But I just want to keep him, leave something behind...... Even if it's only 50,000 years left.

This king cannot rebel against the heavens, but he has the right to choose to annihilate with you.

A punch hit the pillars of the corridor, and the corridor was broken and turned into dust and smoke that rose to the sky, and the dust and smoke were blind, and I stood there and kept rubbing my eyes.

The bird spirit followed from a distance, wanting to get close but not daring.

I grabbed her in front of me and pulled her in front of me.

She trembled and said, "Wang...... What do you command?"

I adjusted my voice, and only after a while did I say: "Find the best painter in the demon world, in the future, if he insists on returning to Kunlun and leaving a few portraits of Danqing, it will be good for me to give me a sustenance." ”

The bird spirit I threw away stood in a daze, as if it didn't understand the command.

"What's wrong?" I asked her, frowning.

The bird spirit knelt down and hugged my thighs with a "poof", crying and howling, "The king's love road is so bumpy, it is really sad for those who hear it, and those who see it cry." I didn't expect this broken sleeve love to teach people to break their hearts and intestines. The little demon is willing to give birth to the king and comfort the scars in your heart. ”

"Roll on the slick side!"