Chang'e stood in front of Emperor Wei with a wine glass, without saying a word, just pursed her lips, with tears in her eyes.

Emperor Wei also looked at her, and her expression changed from indifferent at the beginning to complicated!

His expression was changeable, first guilty, then indifferent, then distressed again, and then cold!

Repeat many times!

When Bai Fan and the others saw it, they were all silent.

At this time, it seemed that there were only their father and daughter in the temple, and there was no one else.

Chang'e was so excited in her heart, she didn't know what she thought, her body trembled, her hand holding the wine glass was also shaking, and the wine spilled out.

Bai Fan sighed lightly and continued to watch.

He knew that it was even more difficult for a father and daughter to let go of their 200,000-year-old grievances than for mortals to ascend to heaven and become saints.

This kind of thing is almost impossible.

But because it's impossible, that's why he's here!

Some things are impossible, and that's because there is no external force. If there is external involvement, it is impossible, but it can also become possible.

It's just that Bai Fan still plans to let them untie the knot by themselves.

Syllable!

Bang Dang!!

The emperor slapped Chang'e in the face, and the silver wine cup with gilt patterns fell to the ground, and the best elixir jade liquid was scattered on the ground.

Chang'e turned her face sideways, with a slap mark on her goose egg face, and under her messy hair, a pair of eyes were a little incredulous, more mocking.

It's just that whether this mockery was directed at her father or at herself is unknown.

After this slap, the father and son of the flying sickle looked as usual, and the Emperor Fang Xun frowned slightly, sighed lightly, and turned his head.

Emperor Wei coldly withdrew his hand and said, "What are you doing when you come back?"

Chang'e withdrew her hand, her sleeves hanging down, so that people could not see her trembling hands, which had been clenched into fists, and her nails were about to sink into the flesh and pinch the blood.

"What am I going to do when I come back?" Chang'e smiled, the tears in her eyes had dried, her face was full of mockery, and said, "This place has imprisoned my husband for 267,000 years, what do you say I am here for?"

She screamed one last and roared, "Do you think I'm coming back to see you!?"

The emperor was furious, raised his hand, and was about to slap again, but before he raised his hand, he felt that he was carrying a heavy mountain, as if he was being targeted by a peerless beast.

Behind Chang'e, there seemed to be a pair of blood moon scarlet eyes, staring at him, as long as he dared to mess around again, those eyes would turn into a man-eating bloody mouth.

And all this, only he can feel!

Others, including Chang'e, don't know either.

Emperor Wei looked at Bai Fan, pursed his lips, stopped talking, and finally put down his hand. Because he didn't dare, he didn't dare to mess around under Bai Fan's gaze.

As powerful as the Palace Master of the Sun Palace, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Bai Fan.

He didn't know if Bai Fan was now reborn after death or mortal experience, even if he knew, he wouldn't dare to mess around.

When Bai Fan reigned in the world, he left an indelible psychological shadow on countless strong people.

He is stronger than all the strong people imagine. Even if Emperor Wei had the cultivation of the Mixed Yuan Peak Divine Double Cultivation, he wouldn't dare to mess around!

Emperor Wei once saw that Bai Fan wiped out twelve evil demons at the peak of the mixed yuan with a flick of his fingers.

In the blink of an eye, the ashes are gone!

Kill him, that's it!

This psychological shadow is too big, and it is a psychological shadow for everyone. Therefore, the emperor does not dare to be presumptuous!

Even if Bai Fan told him that he would be reincarnated after death, and his mana would not be as good as before, he would not dare to mess around. Who knows if it's true or not, and who knows if Bai Fan has a backhand.

Anyway, he didn't dare to bet!

"You still want to hit me!?"

Chang'e was still a little scared when she saw Emperor Cheng put down her hand, but at this time, she seemed to be encouraged, thinking that Emperor Cheng was frightened by her roar.

"You want to hit me!!"

"Haven't you been beating and scolding me since I followed him?

Chang'e laughed, a little crazy, and said, "Now that I'm in front of you, you don't have to scruple to beat me!!"

Emperor Wei looked at her crazy, his eyes complicated.

At this moment, he had forgotten Bai Fan's terribleness, and just felt that his daughter was a little pitiful, but the self-esteem and persistence in his heart made him unable to retreat.

"Hit me!"

Chang'e suddenly frantically stepped forward and grabbed Di Mi's hand and hit her face, but when she grabbed it to the shoulder position, she couldn't grasp it.

After all, she is just a demigod now, and after more than 200,000 years of shattering her godhead and pulling out the Heavenly Dao, she is no longer a Heavenly Saint!

In front of the emperor, how could she grasp the hand of the emperor.

And when Emperor Chang'e saw Chang'e grabbing his hand, full of blood, his arm froze, and it was impossible to get his hand!

Blood, blood on his hands, blood on his sleeves!

This blood is the flesh of Chang'e's own palm, which flowed out, you can imagine how much hatred she has.

Emperor Cheng looked straight at Chang'e holding his hand and the blood stains on it.

Chang'e seemed to have calmed down at this time, and also looked at her hands and blood, smiled, and said, "Don't you feel familiar? You let me watch my husband be tortured for three years before expelling me from Fusang." In those three years, the wound on my hand has not healed!"

Emperor: !!

"Child, the second uncle is sorry for you. ”

At this time, Fang Xun sighed and spoke, bowing his head, very guilty.

"Shut up!!"

Chang'e shook off Emperor Xun's hand, as if she wanted to hit Xun, but the distance was too far, she just waved her hand, and she couldn't hit it at all.

Her eyes were full of fierceness and madness, and she said: "You have always only had etiquette and royal majesty, in your eyes, if your favorite niece breaks the royal etiquette, she will also be guilty of the same crime as the common people!"

"Hehe!" Chang'e took a few steps back frantically, staggered, and said, "The funny thing is that I am guilty of the same crime as the common people, but I can't have the love of the common people." I want this royal status, what's the use!?"

Fang Xun pursed his lips and looked up at his well-behaved and lovely niece in the past, but now she has become the peak, and her heart is not good in every way.

He didn't know why he had made such a cruel decision in the first place.

Chang'e said: "One of you is the high-ranking Demon Court Emperor Emperor Emperor, and the other is the Fusang Emperor Emperor Emperor Yao, who is admired by hundreds of millions of people. Where would you know a little woman's desire for love!?"

Fang Xun pursed his lips and didn't say a word.

Emperor Wei looked at it coldly, and gradually his eyes became guilty, but they were intertwined with coldness and were very complicated.

"If you're here to go crazy, the madness is over, and you can leave. Emperor Wei finally said in a hoarse voice and coldly.

Chang'e's body trembled, she went crazy!?

She didn't go crazy to get attention, to be able to make her father pity herself, admit that she was wrong, feel guilty, and let her husband go!?

At this moment, Chang'e felt so cold, so desperate and regretful

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