Pushing open the door of Tianlao, Zhiyang was instantly surrounded by a cold air.

In an instant, there was a voice in Zhiyang's heart telling Zhiyang that Luoyuan was here.

Stepping into the sky prison, Zhiyang's eyes quickly searched for Luo Yuan's figure in each cell. Zhiyang turned her jade hand, and a luminous pearl appeared in her hand, instantly illuminating the dark cell.

Slowly walking deeper, the cold air that hit me became heavier and heavier, and there was a little bit of white mist when I exhaled. Gradually, the blood flow rate in the whole body became slower and slower, and the cold air penetrated into the bone marrow.

, seems to freeze people to death.

How to survive in a place like this? Zhiyang couldn't imagine.

Close your eyes, use your divine power to circulate within your body, suppress the bone-chilling chill, and continue looking for Luoyuan.

Following the brilliance of the night pearl, Zhiyang moved step by step towards the depths of Tianlao.

Finally, a little light was found in the deepest part of the prison.

Looking along the light, it seemed that someone was being imprisoned there. The iron chains that bound him were already covered with frost. Looking vaguely, he seemed to be a human figure, his whole body covered with frost, his head bowed deeply, making it difficult to see clearly.

From his appearance, Zhiyang couldn't tell whether he was Luo Yuan or not.

"A Yuan?"

Zhiyang held the Night Pearl in her hand and walked carefully to the cell door. Her eyes never left the cell, hoping in her heart that he would give her an answer.

Slowly squatting down, Zhiyang tried to see his face clearly. The moment he lowered his head, the red rope hidden under the handcuffs caught Zhiyang's attention.

Although it was covered with frost, Zhiyang still recognized it at a glance. It was what he had given to Luo Yuan.

The person in front of me is Luoyuan!

Snap——

"Ayuan!"

Zhiyang's tears instantly burst into tears when she recognized Luo Yuan. She never expected that Luo Yuan would look like this, and she couldn't even feel a trace of life.

The luminous pearl in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. Zhiyang took out the Yinyu Yao lightsaber in his hand and struck directly at Tianlao, splitting the lock in half alive.

Zhiyang pounced in front of Luo Yuan, covering Luo Yuan's face with slightly trembling hands. How could he still be the handsome young emperor here?

"Ayuan, I'm here, please open your eyes..."

"Ayuan, don't scare me. Are you blaming me for being late?"

"A Yuan..."

With tears streaming down his face, Zhiyang only had Luo Yuan in his heart at this moment. His absent-minded eyes were staring at Luo Yuan. The hands that were originally covering his face were delivering all his divine power to him, removing the frost in his body.

Forced out.

Seeing the frost on Luo Yuan's body dissipate a little, Zhiyang finally saw Luo Yuan's face clearly.

There were scars all over his body, and the thin white clothes had already been stained red with blood. The clothes were stuck to the wounds, and it was no longer clear what they looked like. There was no blood on the pale face, and there was still a little bit of frost on the curled eyelashes.

"A Yuan...A Yuan?"

Looking at Luoyuan's thin face, Zhiyang once again felt powerless. Her voice was extremely soft, calling the person in her arms, and gently shaking Luoyuan, who had closed her eyebrows. She had never felt nervous, fearful, or trembling before.

Wrap her tightly.

Yes, Zhiyang is afraid! As Yingsu said, he is afraid that he did not wait for him.

"A Yuan! A Yuan!" Her tears fell on him and she gently stroked his cold cheeks.

Suddenly the person in his arms seemed to move. Zhiyang looked at it with some uncertainty and said hesitantly: "A Yuan?"

"Azhi..." His voice was extremely weak, and his eyes had not yet been opened, but Zhiyang could hear clearly that he was calling her name.

"I'm here! It's me, your Azhi is here!"

"Ah Zhi, it's great that I saw you in my dream again."

Luoyuan slowly opened his eyes, looked at Zhiyang's delicate face, and smiled slightly, "Don't cry, how can my Azhi shed tears?"

Zhiyang had already put down her hands that were originally hanging, and Luoyuan's hands gently caressed Zhiyang's face, wiping away the tears on her face.

"A Yuan, this is not a dream, your Azhi is here to find you!"

Zhiyang's hand covered Luo Yuan's hand, feeling this long-lost feeling for a moment.

At this moment, Luoyuan really realized that the Zhiyang in front of him was not a figment of his imagination, it was real, and the Ah Zhi that he had longed for was really here.

"Quickly...let's go quickly, Azhi, you shouldn't have come..."

Different from the tenderness just now, Luo Yuan's eyes instantly became determined. He pulled out his hand and kept urging Zhi Yang to leave quickly.

He knew that he was just a bait, and what they really wanted was Zhiyang.

"No, if you want to leave, let's go together. Don't even think about leaving me behind this time!"

After saying that, Zhiyang directly put Luo Yuan on his shoulders, and she would take him away regardless of whether he agreed now or not.

"Azhi!"

"Stop talking, I'll take you out first."

Zhiyang made a secret in her hand, and the luminous pearl that originally fell on the ground suddenly flew into the air, guiding the two people in the direction they were going.

Different from when she came, now that she had found Luoyuan, Zhiyang felt a sense of relief in her heart and flew toward Tianmen with Luoyuan.

The heavenly soldiers and generals guarding outside the Tianmen were much easier to deal with without Ying Su's control. Before they reached the Tianmen, they saw Dajiao Xuanyuan alone guarding there. When he saw Zhiyang coming out with Luoyuan, he hurriedly went up to meet them.

"How is he?" He helped Luo Yuan over and looked at his pale face and blood-stained red clothes, and his heart suddenly filled with anger.

"Damn it! What is this Nine Heavens going to do? Is there any Taoism left?"

"You take Luo Yuan back to Qingqiu first, and I will handle the matter in Jiuzhongtian!"

Looking at Zai Luoyuan, Zhiyang's eyes turned, and there was deep anger in his eyes.

But looking at Zhiyang's body, it didn't seem to be any better than Luo Yuan's. Dajiao Xuanyuan looked at the injuries on his body and said: "You also go back to me, you are also injured!"

"I can't leave. Since they are coming for me, I can't let them go easily!"

After saying that, before Dajiao Xuanyuan could stop him, he walked directly into Tianmen again, dragging Ying Su away by the way.

"My fellow immortals from the Nine Heavens, we haven't seen each other for a long time!"

As soon as these words came out, they resounded throughout the entire Nine Heavens. The immortals who were originally in the Tianjun Palace were instantly attracted by this sound, and they all speculated who was so bold.

"boom--"

Before everyone could react, the palace door was opened from the outside in an instant. The next second, a figure was thrown onto the main hall.

The immortals were still discussing, looking at Ying Su in the main hall, wondering who they had offended.

"Are you all here? It just so happens that I don't have to look for you one by one. I wonder how you are doing after eight hundred years?"

Zhiyang's figure slowly appeared in the hall, his white clothes stained with blood, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, staring at the superior Tianjun, and walked into everyone's eyes step by step.

"Zhi...Zhiyang!?"

"Huh? This fairy friend still recognizes me, not bad!"

With a flick of his eye, Zhiyang came to the immortal official who had just called out his name. He lightly touched his chin with his fingers and looked at the appearance of this immortal emperor carefully.

The pretty eyebrows raised, the corners of the mouth curled up, and the fair face instantly enlarged in front of the immortal official's eyes, "It's a pity, he's average-looking, not my type."

"If you were prettier, I would tie you to my palace and let you look at me every day."

Then Zhiyang gently waved his jade hand and put the poor immortal official aside.

"Bold witch! How dare you steal the soul back!"

An old gentleman in the palace pinched his beard and cursed loudly, but Zhiyang didn't care and just walked to the front of Tianjun step by step.

"Laojun, please keep your mouth clean! I'm not here to cause trouble for you today! You don't need to speak here!"

Zhiyang's eyes hardened, and she no longer had the fun before. She turned her head to look at Tianjun, her eyes slowly filled with disgust.

"Tianjun, we should put the old and new grudges to rest!"

If it hadn't been for the fact that the Nine Heavens had not hurt Luoyuan so deeply, Zhiyang would not have thought of confronting Tianjun directly today.

"Witch, you cholera the Three Realms. I am killing you for the sake of the Three Realms!" At this moment, Tianjun still acted indifferently, and every word he spoke was for the sake of the Three Realms.

Zhiyang couldn't help but sneered, "For the Three Realms? Then let me ask you, what has Luo Yuan done that harmed the Three Realms? Do you want to imprison him in the heavenly prison?"

After saying these words, all the immortal friends in the hall began to wonder. When was Emperor Luoyuan imprisoned in the heavenly prison, and what crime did he commit.

There was a lot of discussion in the main hall, and Zhiyang looked at everyone and thought they didn't know.

"Luoyuan is hiding a witch, and this piece of evidence is enough to be executed!" Tianjun resisted the pressure of the immortals and revealed Luoyuan's crime.

"Zhiyang, if it weren't for you, Luo Yuan wouldn't have suffered like this. It was obviously him who took you through this."

"Humph, is this the Lord of the Three Realms?" Zhiyang snorted coldly, looking at the Tianjun in the palace who was extremely ridiculous.

"I, Zhiyang, always do things alone and take responsibility for others! When do I need others to take the responsibility for me!"

Zhiyang has always had such a temperament. She disdains those intrigues and intrigues, and does not want others to take the trouble for her. Whatever she has, she must get it back herself.

"Witch of the Three Realms, you have the nerve to say such a thing! How ridiculous!" Tianjun's eyes turned cold, with a deep murderous intention in his eyes, and he continued: "Pass on my order! The Witch of Qingqiu, Zhiyang, has returned from seizing the body.

Cholera has spread across the three realms again, and everyone in the three realms will kill them if they see it! "

With this decree, the heavenly soldiers will come out from all directions, surround Zhiyang, and come to Zhiyang one by one, with murderous intent in their eyes.

"Tianjun is going to kill me now?" His eyebrows turned, as if he had doubts again, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said softly again: "Is Tianjun afraid of me, or does he want to establish his own name?"

Her voice was extremely soft, but every word fell on the ears of the immortals.

At this moment, the two of them looked at each other closely, testing each other in their eyes.

"Hahaha!"

Zhiyang smiled coldly, and the disdain in his eyes slowly disappeared, leaving behind full of murderous intent. The silver light flashed in his hand, and he held out the Silver Feather Yao Light Sword. The cold light danced on the sword, as if waiting for the feast of flesh and blood.

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Chapter completed!