"Azhi...you are finally back!"

All the fairy mist dispersed, and only then did Luo Yuan see the situation clearly.

The previous white fox had completely disappeared and was replaced by a jade-like girl. Her waterfall-like long hair was silently fluttering in the wind, and her snow-white skin was like a freshly peeled lychee.

With a beautiful face and a pair of star-like eyes, she quietly stared at Luoyuan not far away.

Zhiyang turned into a human this time, and was a little happy, but she didn't show it. The brows on Jun's face were slightly raised, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he looked at Luoyuan with some amusement.

"Emperor Luoyuan, we haven't seen each other for a long time!"

As soon as these words came out, Luo Yuan recovered from his surprise.

"Azhi!"

Luoyuan looked directly into Zhiyang's eyes, suppressing a vague and deep emotion in his heart.

He stepped cautiously and stretched out his hands tremblingly, wanting to touch Zhiyang's face.

But the next second, Luo Yuan was forced to stop where he was, the look in his eyes turned into confusion, and he looked at Zhi Yang intently.

"My lord, there is no need for this to happen between you and me!"

A ray of divine power shot out from Zhiyang's hand, turned into a sharp blade, and went straight towards Luo Yuan's neck, preventing him from taking a step forward.

"Azhi..."

"Shut up! Although I have just returned to my human form today, I don't mind settling old scores!"

The anger in Zhiyang's eyes overflowed. Although his divine power had not been restored, with the blessings of Jialanlang and Tianxianghua, he was still able to fight Luoyuan for several rounds.

"You are blaming me..."

Luoyuan was lost in thought, looking at Zhiyang's indifferent look, it seemed as if countless needles had been stabbed into his heart, which was full of sore spots.

"Hmph, between heaven and earth, how can there be any reason for a law-enforcement god to protect a demon?"

"Ah Zhi, I stabbed you just to protect your life! I didn't know you would disappear..."

Luo Yuan looked a little anxious, like a child eager to defend himself.

"It's okay now. You're back. I've been guarding your palace for you..."

Every word fell in Zhiyang's ears. When did Luoyuan become so humble? Zhiyang frowned and looked at the person in front of him.

Zhiyang is neither a fool nor a kind person.

Zhiyang will never forget what happened thousands of years ago, and it is impossible to forget.

If it weren't for the man in front of me, I wouldn't have been covered in wounds, and I wouldn't have been able to recover from the eight hundred years of Zhichuan sword...

"Luoyuan, it's only been eight hundred years. You really... make me sick!"

Between heaven and earth, if you dare to do something, you must dare to do it. There is nothing to hide or hide. But looking at the man in front of her, Zhiyang felt not only hatred, but even some shame for him.

"Disgusting? Hahaha."

This ridicule made Zhiyang a little confused when facing Luoyuan.

After Luoyuan laughed, he looked back and his eyes turned red, "I originally just wanted you to fake your death and take you to Jiuyao Bitong to protect you."

"Protect me well? Did I put the poison on your sword myself?"

As soon as these words came out, Luo Yuan's mind paused. When would he quench the poison on the Zhichuan sword?

"Quenching poison?" Vaguely, both Luo Yuan and Zhi Yang seemed to feel that something was vaguely wrong.

"Ah Zhi, there may be deviations from what happened back then. It is safest for you to stay in Qizhidian now!"

"That's enough! What else do you want to say?" For a moment, the air blade hovering in front of Luo Yuan directly penetrated Luo Yuan's body, and a mouthful of blood flowed out of Luo Yuan's mouth.

Looking at the man in front of her, Zhiyang didn't show any emotion at this moment.

It was just an air blade, and it only took a few days to hit a powerful god like Luo Yuan. But the mouthful of blood he was spitting out now made Zhiyang feel extremely ironic.

"Luoyuan, it's not that I didn't care about what happened back then. After my rebirth, you took care of me and managed Qingqiu in an orderly manner. I thank you. There is no relationship between the two of us now, and you don't want to use it either.

I am forced to do this kind of cruel trick. I am a witch in the three realms, but you are different. You are the most proud disciple of Lingbao Tianzun, a proud man, and a hero who eliminates demons in the three realms."

"I've already died once, why can't you let me go?"

After saying this, Zhiyang didn't even look at Luoyuan. How could two people with different identities talk about their original relationship? What's more, Zhiyang, who was carefree and casual back then, had already died under his sword, and now he was standing next to him.

What was in front of me was just a fox that had just transformed.

"Your Majesty, please respect yourself. Either kill me with one sword and take my head to the Heavenly Lord for reward; or, let me go."

The original anger on her pretty face had faded away, leaving only a biting coldness.

Luo Yuan had been thinking about her for eight hundred years, and the face that often appeared in his dreams was right in front of him, but his legs were as heavy as a thousand pounds, pinning him in place. The pain in his heart was overturned, but he could do nothing at this moment.

"Azhi...I have always believed in you."

"You believe me?"

Zhiyang narrowed her eyes and smiled, looking at his serious expression, she felt a little dazed for a moment. It seemed that he would say in the next sentence that if he had not personally understood his own life back then, then he would simply kill himself.

If this had been said eight hundred years ago, Zhiyang would still be willing to believe him, but it was only eight hundred years ago...

"Luoyuan, I am no longer the young fox I used to be." Zhiyang looked at Luoyuan's face and slowly walked to his side.

"These three realms are full of flattery. When I had an identity, I was the only ten-tailed fox in the world and a goddess in the world. Then what happened? My father and mother died suddenly, and everyone said I was the one who killed him.

Is it ridiculous to kill my father and mother? I didn’t even see the last of them! Overnight, I turned from a goddess in the world to a devil that everyone reviled. I don’t even know what happened.

Do I have to bear this unfounded charge and pay for it with my life?"

The scenes from a thousand years ago were replayed in front of Zhiyang. He originally thought that Zhiyang could forget what happened before, but now Luoyuan opened his originally healed wound to see the bloody truth.

"Do you believe me? Do you think your belief is still important now?"

Zhiyang's fingers gently lifted Luo Yuan's chin. His eyes were full of unpredictable emotions. He slightly curled up the corner of his mouth and leaned slightly closer to Luo Yuan.

"Where were you when I lost my father and mother alone?"

"Where were you when I supported Qingqiu alone and was reviled by the three realms?"

"Where were you when I openly betrayed the heaven alone?"

Zhiyang's face enlarged before Luo Yuan's eyes, and the brilliance flowing in his eyes quietly changed. Coldness, resistance, and even disgust were replaced in his eyes.

"Oh, yes, I remembered it! When my father and mother passed away, you stayed by Yingsu's side; when the Three Realms scolded me, you married your Yingsu in Jiuchongtian; when the Three Realms encircled and suppressed me, you

Use your Zhichuan sword to pierce my chest directly."

After saying that, Zhiyang curled her lips and gently pointed to her heart, "Here, remember?"

She took Luo Yuan's hand and pushed it gently, straightening her figure. Zhiyang didn't agree with what happened just now, and just looked at Luo Yuan lightly. "This is what you keep saying you believe. Now, what else do you want to say?"

Of?"

For a moment, a silent silence fell between the two of them.

Luo Yuan's eyes were red. He originally thought that everything in the world could be controlled, but at this moment he realized how powerless many things in the world were.

Looking at the beautiful and beautiful face in front of him, Luoyuan lowered his eyes and realized that everything had changed, but he stayed on Lengfu Mountain eight hundred years ago.

In the past, she was lively and youthful, with all her joy and anger on the surface. Now her cheeks are full of emotions that she can't understand. In the past, she was just innocent and ignorant like a girl, but now with red lips that are dripping blood, she is full of emotions.

Show nobility.

He suddenly felt that he was wrong.

There was no color in her eyes, like the water in a pure pond, without a trace of ripples.

From the moment Zhiyang turned into a fox and returned to Qizhi Palace, he thought he had caught her. Although it was not her previous appearance, and although she was not in human form, as long as it was her, even in the form of a fox, she was good.

At least she won't run away again, and she won't wake up unexpectedly in the dead of night like she did for eight hundred years.

Luo Yuan raised his head and met the cold eyes.

Zhiyang looked at Luoyuan quietly in front of her, thinking that Luoyuan would still imprison her in the Qizhi Palace, but she did not expect that the next moment, a pair of trembling hands would gently caress her cheeks.

She frowned slightly and heard him ask hesitantly: "Where do you want to go?"

"Within the Three Realms, there is naturally a place for me." Zhiyang shook off his hand, took two steps back slightly, and opened the distance between him and Luoyuan.

Luo Yuan'e's face changed slightly and her fists clenched, so what she meant was: Is it okay to go anywhere in the Three Realms except here?

In other words, he shouldn't have asked this question. It would be a better choice to force Zhiyang to stay with him and not let anyone discover her existence.

Zhiyang thought she had made it clear and was about to leave. The next moment, her wrist was held and she was placed in Luo Yuan's arms.

Luo Yuan frowned and looked at her. The girl in front of him had creamy skin and loose black hair. She never knew how alluring and fascinating she was.

At this moment, Zhiyang's eyes were cold, like a piece of ice that could not hold any heat. Luoyuan hated her ruthlessness, but couldn't help but want to get closer.

"The witch of the three realms should be killed by everyone..."

The cold and sarcastic words were spoken by Zhiyang.

It was also the last words Luoyuan said to Zhiyang before she died.

"It's very familiar. This is what you told me."

Luoyuan was stunned for a moment and asked in a cold voice: "So? Since you are a witch, I will imprison you next to me!"

"Is this interesting……"

Zhiyang did not continue talking.

Luoyuan finally saw other emotions on Zhiyang's face, not the coldness and sarcasm at first, but loneliness and Xiao Ran...

He pinched Zhiyang's shoulders in embarrassment. Facing Zhiyang's indifferent examination, his originally red eyes turned colder little by little, and the strength in his hands began to weaken.

He did not dare to face Zhiyang. Although he felt resentful, he still closed his eyes, let go of Zhiyang in his hand, and lowered his head in frustration.

"Let's go..."

Luoyuan's voice was hoarse and low, Zhiyang couldn't see his face clearly and heard this faint sentence.

Her eyes wandered over him, with a slight hesitation in her eyes, but she did not feel nostalgic for it. Zhiyang left Luoyuan's confinement and headed directly towards the door.
Chapter completed!