Di Qinghuan's face sank, and he stretched out his slender fiber and pointed at the thunder tribulation in the air, and wherever his palm went, the space trembled, as if he couldn't withstand such a powerful force.

"Damn it!" With a hard grip on her palm, the thunder tribulation was actually smashed alive by her, the powerful heart demon tribulation was dissipated violently, and the black and oppressive sky quickly regained its clarity.

"Qinghuan?" Feng Qing was stunned.

A six-colored small sword suddenly appeared in Di Qinghuan's hand.

Di Qinghuan stepped forward step by step, looking at the man who was close to him, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, taking away her lifelong regrets and the nightmare guilt of her life.

Holding the small sword, the golden sword light swung on Feng Qing's broken body, and with a speed visible to the naked eye, Feng Qing became intact, and the aura on his body also turned into the momentum of an immortal.

"Master......" caressed the frowning brows, and the cold touch was like countless midnight dreams.

I couldn't help it anymore, and slammed into the powerful body, feeling that the body shook violently, and stood there stiffly, and my hands were stretched out at a loss.

"Qing, Qinghuan?" Feng Qing was so shocked that he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Don't move, let me give me a good hug. Di Qinghuan scolded, with a strong sense of possessiveness.

"Nonsense. Feng Qing came to his senses and scolded angrily.

"Are you messing around, or am I messing around?" Di Qinghuan raised his head and glared angrily at the reddened phoenix eyes.

The delicate voice seemed to be coquettish, as if it was coquettish, and it shook Fengqing stupidly, looking at the tearful person in his arms blankly, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he couldn't say anything scolding.

"Qinghuan, you shouldn't be ...... like this" Feng Qing said slowly, his face painful.

"Shouldn't this be? Then you think I deserve to die under the heart demon tribulation of the Yuan Infant Stage?" Di Qinghuan said angrily.

"If you cultivate ruthless swordsmanship, how can you die under the Heart Demon Tribulation?" Feng Qing shook his head helplessly.

"What about you, why did the holder of the Ruthless Sword Dao almost die under the Heart Demon Tribulation?" Di Qinghuan rebuked angrily.

"......" Feng Qing was instantly dumbfounded, looking at the angry people in front of him, he couldn't react for a long time.

"Master, little ancestor, pay attention to the influence, someone will look at ......" Before Zijing's words were finished, he was swept away by the cold ice sword.

Everyone watching below didn't dare to speak, and could only look helplessly and frightened at the two people facing each other in the sky.

"Get out!" Di Qinghuan scolded impatiently.

Feng Qing's body trembled, and his face turned pale and he took a few steps back.

"Did I tell you to get out?" Di Qing said sharply, his sharp eyes scanning the uninteresting crowd below.

When Zi Jing saw it, he hurriedly raised his hand and beckoned everyone to leave quickly, don't provoke this evil god. The appearance of the little ancestor, who knows what he can do?

After everyone left, Di Qinghuan stared coldly at the overwhelmed man in front of him.

"Are you a fool?"

"......" Feng Qing was stunned.

"I'm so uneasy about you?" Di Qing was furious.

"......," Feng Qing hesitated for a moment before saying, "No." ”

"Let me ask you one last time, do you like me?" Di Qinghuan's eyes looked straight at Feng Qing, as if he wanted to see him through.

Feng Qing shook violently, and reflexively scolded, "Nonsense!"

Then he touched those blood-red eyes, and the justification to his mouth became "You are my disciple, we can't do this, it will attract the jokes of the world......"

"Is the opinion of the people of the world important, or is my life important?" Di Qinghuan said directly.

"Of course it's you. Feng Qing did not hesitate.

"Then I ask you, if I lose you, I will die. Di Qinghuan said, "Whether you choose to be with me or let me die, you choose." ”

At this moment, Feng Qing no longer had the slightest hesitation, "You!"

Di Qinghuan's cold face raised a big smile again, and she threw herself into Feng Qing's arms, hugging her strong waist tightly, and the cold fragrance on her face made her frown stretch.

Sneered, "Fengqing, you're a fool." ”

The corners of Feng Qing's mouth moved, and he didn't say anything after all, but just surrounded Di Qinghuan's body, even if he wanted to integrate her into his bones and blood, he still kept his manners and did not move.

"Qing Huan, will you regret it?" Feng Qing hesitated, "You are still young, there are better choices, maybe when you reach the fairy world, you will find that I am not the best." ”

Di Qinghuan raised his head, looked straight at the pair of discoloring eyes, and said in a deep voice, "As the daughter of the God King of the God Realm, which genius in the world is not worthy ......of me?"

Feng Qing was stunned, looking at the arrogant and calm woman in front of him in a daze, and the corners of his mouth finally raised a big smile, like spring and white snow, like the first melting of ice and snow, so captivating the country.

"It's my magic barrier, I always think that you just like the best, for fear that after you get to the fairy world, you will regret it, but who knows that after reading a thousand sails, you only love me, Qinghuan, I'm honored." Feng Qingqing said softly, and his cold voice was full of joy.

Di Qinghuan shook his head with tears in his eyes and said, "It's my honor to meet you." ”

Feng Qing stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on the woman's face, his movements were so gentle, as if he was a rare treasure, and suddenly said, "Can you tell me, what is going on?"

Di Qinghuan, who was immersed in joy and emotion, shook violently, and looked up at the stunned man in disbelief.

"I'm afraid it's too late......" Feng Qing looked at the Ascension Avenue brewing in the sky.

Di Qinghuan was stunned and said, "So you know ......"

"I don't know. Feng Qing smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's just that you have changed too much when you return this time." The Soaring Heart Demon Tribulation can be destroyed at will, and the Heart Demon Tribulation belongs to the Heavenly Dao, and it stands to reason that even the God King can't stop it. ”

Di Qinghuan was speechless, she recovered her memory, and finally had the opportunity to save her master, she was so excited that she forgot the laws of heaven and earth, and also forgot how talented the man in front of her was, not an ignorant and ignorant mortal.

"Qinghuan, can you tell me?" Feng Qing said again.

Emperor Qing nodded for a long time, and slowly told Feng Qing all the things about the cause and effect, from his death under the heart demon tribulation, to the transaction with the Heavenly Dao, to the secret key behind, and even the grievances and hatred with Qin Huai, everything was said as it was.

Feng Qing, who learned the truth, was stunned, from the initial pain, to the later guilt, to the final peace ......

"It turns out that this is just your heart magic realm, and I have long been ......gone" Feng Qing caressed the clouds in the sky, his expression was peaceful, but it was so distressing.

"No, you're not dead, I made a deal with Heavenly Dao and saved you!" Di Qinghuan said stubbornly.

Even if he knew in his heart that even if he was the reincarnated Qin Huai, he was not Fengqing, but he still couldn't help but deceive himself. She really couldn't accept Fengqing's passing.

"Qinghuan, don't cry. Feng Qing's figure has begun to fade, but the cold palm is gently rubbing the delicate face, as if it is nostalgic, and the phoenix eyes are full of love, as if it is about to overflow.