"Stop looking, I'm here!"

Following the voice, everyone looked towards the door. A thin figure appeared in front of everyone. Jing Qian followed Zhiyang. Although he was a little helpless, everyone also knew Zhiyang's temper. For Yingsu's sake, Jing Qian said.

Of course Qian couldn't hold her back.

Zhiyang stepped into the main hall, her handsome face still looked a little pale after the war, but in her eyes, another kind of determination and unyielding burst out, and she was determined step by step.

For a moment, Yingsu didn't want to believe that it was Zhiyang.

She is still the same as she was thousands of years ago, with the same face and unrestrained temperament, and she is still as annoying as ever.

Yingsu stood there, as if there was something under her feet, tightly binding herself, motionless; the moment she met Zhiyang, her eyes were captured by her, and she could not move away from her body.

In the eyes of each other, it seems that they can only see each other, and everyone else is a foil.

All grievances and grievances arise, and all grievances and grudges are also on the two of them.

"I didn't expect that we could still meet?"

Zhiyang spoke first, staring at Yingsu in front of her, but couldn't tell what she was thinking.

"Yeah, who would have thought that you would come back?" Ying Su smiled coldly, her words filled with disgust for Zhi Yang.

Zhiyang smiled faintly, but did not take her words to heart, and then turned around and sat on a chair nearby.

"Ying Su, you know I'm back, shouldn't you tuck your tail and roll as far as you want? Why do you still dare to jump in front of me?"

He gently leaned on the back of the chair and raised his right leg. His eyes were blank and turned into careless, looking at his nails with boredom.

Completely different from the temperament she had just when she entered the house, Zhiyang at this moment is more like a witch who plays with her life in her hands, as if her delicate hands will touch Yingsu's white neck in the next second.

Ying Su watched Zhiyang's every move intently. When she heard Zhiyang's voice, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave for a moment. This was the tremor coming from the bottom of her heart and the suppression of her blood.

This is Zhiyang, the ten-tailed white fox who looks down upon the three realms!

"Zhiyang, do you still think you are the empress Qingqiu who was respected by people back then? The witch of the three realms is just a rat that crosses the street to fight, hiding in this dark underworld."

Yingsu gritted her teeth tightly, overcame the trembling in her heart, and calmed down her emotions in the face of Zhiyang's suppression.

"Oh? Really? Then I am also a witch of the three realms, and others will be frightened if they hear about it. As for you? You are a lackey with no name in the Nine Heavens, and you are the one who cannot be on the stage, right?"

Zhiyang leaned forward and took a good look at Ying Su in front of her. Then she frowned and said with disgust: "Ying Su, Ying Su, how come you can't change the bad smell on your body even after you went to Jiuchongtian?"

Hearing this, everyone in the hall laughed. Zhiyang's simple words made Yingsu embarrassed to continue to stay in the underworld. Most likely, he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

Facing Yingsu, Zhiyang thought that she had a clear conscience. From the first time she saw her, she brought her back to Qizhi Palace. Although Yingsu was Zhiyang's maid, Zhiyang never regarded her as

He worked as a maid, taught her how to read, taught her immortal magic, and helped her take the position of leader of the Feiling Tribe. But in the end, she was betrayed and ridiculed by Ying Su.

"Whatever you say, you and I are different now. You should understand the difference between cloud and mud." Ying Su curled her lips and smiled, as if what Zhiyang just said was not her.

If the hatred for Zhiyang wasn't still burning in her eyes, I might have been deceived by her appearance.

"I just came here today to see how you are doing. I've seen this before, and I don't want to stay any longer." Ying Su always had a sinister smile on her face, and turned around to face Ming Hao with a slight courtesy.

, "Lord of Hades, I'm sorry to bother you today. If we meet again next time, it probably won't be like this."

Although the words were spoken to Minghao, Yingsu's eyes fell on Zhiyang beside her.

Zhiyang has always known Yingsu. If it was just to see her, she would never go to Hades. But today she left so simply, which was beyond her expectation.

"That's right!" Ying Su stood at the door of the palace and suddenly stopped and raised her head without turning around. "Luoyuan is really willing to sacrifice his life for you. He is a good emperor and has all the magic skills."

Wu, now less useful than a mortal..."

"What did you say! What did you do to Luoyuan!"

Only at this moment did Zhi Yang understand the purpose of Ying Su's visit this time. It was not to see if she was living well, but to tell Luo Yuan the news.

Jumping up in an instant, Zhiyang chased to the door, but Yingsu didn't want to stay longer. She turned her head slightly, a strange smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her figure flashed and disappeared in the air.

"If you want to save Luo Yuan, then come to Jiuchongtian! Zhiyang, think about it carefully. Guess whether Luo Yuan can persist until you come?"

In the empty night sky, only Ying Su's words remained.

Zhiyang's eyes were waiting for the empty night sky. She held her hand on the door, and her body slowly fell involuntarily. As expected, Yingsu always knew how to give her the deepest blow, knowing that she couldn't let it go.

Falling into the abyss, now we have to make a fuss about falling into the abyss.

"Azhi, calm down first. It's better not to believe what this woman says..."

Jing Qian helped Zhiyang stand up, and placed his hand directly on her pulse, fearing that her spirit might suddenly be shaken.

Dajiao Xuanyuan and Minghao, who were in the upper position, rushed down immediately and surrounded Zhiyang, fearing that something might happen to him.

At this moment, Zhiyang's brain was stunned, and Luoyuan was brought to the ninth heaven. Logically speaking, he was still the emperor of the three realms. Why did Yingsu say that he was inferior to a mortal now, and why did he say that he couldn't wait for her to save him?

A series of questions made Zhiyang a little anxious. What happened during the time when he was injured? What did Luoyuan do?

In an instant, Zhiyang's eyes met Dajiao Xuanyuan, and his lost eyes suddenly grasped a straw. He broke away from Jing Qian's hand and stabilized his body. Zhiyang stood in front of Dajiao Xuanyuan, his eyes slightly red.

, looked at him steadily.

"Tell me, what...has he done? Why is he now like a mortal, being manipulated by the Nine Heavens?"

Seeing Zhiyang like this, Dajiao Xuanyuan didn't want to continue to mention Luoyuan and hide it at this moment. He looked at Zhiyang solemnly, sighed, and then said slowly.

"After you were seriously injured, he went to Liuhua Island to get the Jialanlang for you... You also know the rules of Liuhua Island. When fighting with me, he used the soul to sacrifice the sword... After taking the Jialanlang, he looked at me again

He was seriously injured, so he took me back to Qingqiu and fostered me in your frost mirror."

Having said this, several people around him were slightly moved. If the Yuan Shen Sacrifice Sword failed, the whole person would be possessed by a demon at best, or wiped out in ashes... Luoyuan, as the emperor of the Three Realms, could actually do this step.

"Then what?" Zhiyang asked in a calm voice.

"You should have seen the person in the frost mirror. He used his divine power to support your soul, and also used the frost mirror to transfer your internal energy. When you were seriously injured and comatose, he was also guarding you day and night. The injuries on my body

He also repaired it, and the purpose is..."

"The purpose is to let you guard me so that if anything happens, you can take me away, right?"

No change could be seen on Zhiyang's face, and the blood-red eyes had already betrayed her mood. Zhiyang never knew how much he had done for her. It turned out that... he had been protecting her silently from the beginning.

But he still said those words to her...

Zhiyang, Zhiyang, you have always been a selfish person.

"Yes... but he left a magical power in your soul. But with this magical power, if something happens to him, you should feel it."

Dajiao Xuanyuan was also surprised. Why didn't Zhiyang react at all when something happened to Luoyuan? Even if this divine power disappeared, Zhiyang would still feel it?

Zhiyang was also confused by Dajiao Xuanyuan's words. Ever since his soul recovered, he has never felt strange, nor has he felt that there is any other divine power in his soul?

"That divine power was drawn by me..."

Just when the two of them were confused, Ming Hao, who had been standing silently behind everyone, came out and said, "While helping Ah Zhi absorb the essence, I discovered Luo Yuan's divine power. In order to prevent Jiuzhongtian from discovering her, I used this divine power to

Pulled out."

"Are you crazy? Do you know what will happen if you pull out this divine power!" Dajiao Xuanyuan immediately grabbed Ming Hao's collar, wanting to peel Ming Hao's skin and cramps. He didn't expect that there would be such a brainless person.

.

"It's just a divine power!"

"A divine power? You said it simply! Do you know that it was made by Luo Yuan using half of his true body and his own purple cloud cover?"

Dajiao Xuanyuan roared towards Minghao, but Zhiyang beside him was at a loss.

Half of the true body... was all given to me?

Why? Why does he have to be so stupid?

The original scarlet color in her eyes slowly faded away, and there was no trace of color in her dim eyes. At this moment, Zhiyang seemed to have lost all five senses, her eyes were unfocused and she just looked at the people around her blankly.

Vaguely, something seemed to be left at the corner of his mouth. When he raised his hand to wipe it, a trace of scarlet suddenly appeared on the back of his hand. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his heart, as if he was being pinched by something, making it difficult to breathe.

Ming Hao and Jing Qian were also stunned on the spot at this moment. They never thought that this was the divine power that Luo Yuan had condensed using half of his soul.

Now that I think about it, although I love Zhiyang, what I did to her is so trivial, it's really ridiculous.

"I'm tired, please leave me alone."

At this moment, the hall was eerily quiet. Everyone put aside their original grudges and looked at Zhiyang aside.

She was surprisingly quiet, with no extra emotion in her body. Her slender and lonely back showed helplessness and guilt, her steps were frivolous, and everyone was worried that she would fall in front of her in the next second.

How can Zhiyang still be so proud of Ling Yun just now?

"Girl, you can't go to this ninth heaven!"

Seeing Zhiyang about to walk out of the hall, Dajiao Xuanyuan warned her, "Yingsu told you the matter today just to let you get in by yourself!"

Zhiyang's footsteps froze, and she said calmly: "I know."

But after turning around and disappearing from everyone's sight, her pale lips opened slightly again——
Chapter completed!