Before Xi Yue had the time to fight back against Lou Shenming's physical advances, she felt herself being embraced by a familiar embrace.
She looked up at the handsome man, but with a cold and murderous face, and a hint of intimacy and joy appeared on the corner of her mouth. "You are finally here."
Seeing the girl's smiling face, Ji Mingyu's anger and murderous intent receded a little. He smoothed her messy hair, glanced at the cloth covering her face, and said slowly, "What do you need me to do?"
Before Xi Yue could say anything, Fairy Liuying beside her suddenly screamed, "Are you Ling?! Lord Ling, the fighting god of the Soul Refining Realm?!"
This scream almost destroyed the dignified yet playful image of the Fairy Liuying on the scene.
But no one in the square cared at all, because everyone felt like they were going crazy.
Oh my god! That's zero!
The God of Fighting in the Refining Spirit Realm, the most mysterious and powerful God of Fighting in the Refining Spirit Realm with the most fans, but his identity and origins are always unknown.
Not to mention that Ling's outstanding appearance and mysterious and powerful aura made the female cultivators intoxicated and crazy about him.
Even the male cultivators admired and envied Ling's strength.
How many people in the Spirit Refining Realm regard Zero as their lifelong goal, and how many people are Zero's fans.
Compared to Yue Tingyuan who already knew everything, one can imagine how much shock Zero's appearance brought to everyone at the scene.
The entire square was boiling as if water had been poured into boiling oil.
“Zero!! Zero!! Zero!!!”
"Zero, we love you!!"
"Master Zero, look at me! Look at me! I've been following you for over a hundred years!!"
The cheers of tens of thousands of people were like a tsunami, even more enthusiastic and crazy than the cheers that all the female cultivators had just received combined.
Jin Zeyu, Wei Chengyuan, Qian Dazhuang and others in the corner of the square were stunned when they saw the man hugging Xi Yue on the stage, their eyes were bulging out.
"Boss Jin, am I... am I dazzled? Isn't this Nangong Yu? Isn't he... isn't he dead? Why is he still alive in front of us?"
Many people at the Divine Medical College heard from the steward Nan of the Pluto Palace about the process of Nangong Yu's demise. Even the soul lamp of Nangong Yu in the basement of the Pluto Palace was extinguished.
But he was clearly a dead person, how could he come back to life
Only Qingluan's face and eyes were slightly red, and she choked up as she said, "It must be that God saw that the young lady was living too hard, so he returned the master to her. It's great that the master can be alive. After waking up, I have never seen the young lady truly smile. It was not until this period that she was a little happier. If Dandan, Xiaolong, and Mr. Gu could also come back..."
Qingluan's voice gradually became smaller and finally disappeared.
Jin Zeyu and Wei Chengyuan also fell silent. They just looked at the two people leaning against each other on the stage, thinking of the long-ago past that seemed like a beautiful dream, and expressions of both joy and sadness appeared on their faces.
Wei Chengyuan said softly: "It's great that Nangong Yu can come back. Only he is worthy of standing with Xiyue."
The people around nodded.
Only the unknown person who was a little far away from the others stared at the stage without blinking, with a red heat wave slowly rolling in his eyes, and his hands hanging at his sides slowly clenched up. (To be continued)