Not like that, not what they saw in the celestial mirror.
Ah Yu is not like that.
No matter when, he is talking about the god, the god, the god...
In every cloud, there is nothing but a god or a god.
He misunderstood him.
They misunderstood him.
[Ding—Shenjun Yunhe favorability +1, current total favorability: 100, the task has been completed.]
Listening to the words in Yun Tuan, Yunhe felt that the blood vessels in his whole body were frozen. He held Xie Yu's cold hand tightly, put his face on his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Ah Yu, you said, you Say you're not dead."
Qingwu froze, stood aside and said cautiously, "Shenjun, do you want to ask the heavenly doctor to have a look?"
Yunhe didn't even look at him, just holding the hand of the boy beside the bed, he burst into tears, "You said you wouldn't die, you can't count your words, you can't do this..."
It was as if a big hand was holding Yunhe's heart tightly, making him unable to breathe.
"Shenjun..." Qingwu was so frightened that she called out in a very small voice.
As soon as Qingwu finished speaking, she heard a violent voice outside.
The strong wind was raging, and heavy snow fell down. After a while, the whole yard was white.
As if he couldn't hear his voice, Yunhe held Xie Yu's hand and continuously channeled the spiritual energy for him. While channeling the spiritual energy, he wiped his tears and said, "Ayu, didn't you say that you don't want me to Are you injured? If you don't wake up for a day, I will stab myself every day until you wake up."
Qing Wu's expression changed, and he was about to speak when he heard a fierce female voice behind him:
"Yunhe, are you crazy!? Let him go."
"Mother, Shenjun is emotionally unstable right now, please avoid it for a while." Qingwu looked back, suddenly terrified, raised his hand to block her.
"Presumptuous!" Tianfei glared at him and said, "If I don't go in, should I let him continue to hold a dead body until next year!?"
Qingwu's eyelids twitched, and sure enough, Yunhe's eyes flickered, who hadn't responded to his yell just now.
"Don't talk to the child like that, you..." Tianjun behind Tianfei said in a low voice.
"Then what should I say, haven't you heard of the Cloud Presentation Technique, isn't that dead? All the Cloud Catchers who used the Cloud Presentation Technique were wiped out—"
Before she could finish her sentence, her neck hurt and blood gushed out.
Yunhe pointed the knife at her neck expressionlessly, as if his soul had been sucked out, and said lifelessly, "He's not dead."
"Even if you want to hack me to death with a sword today, I have to say, he is dead, he is already dead, if you let him go now, the God may still set up a monument for him..."
Yunhe suddenly laughed, his voice was like ice, "Establish a monument? Why don't I set up a monument for you first, how about it?"
Concubine Tian was taken aback by his cold eyes, and before she had time to react, she chopped off the red flame.
"Yunhe—" Tianjun, who was behind Tianfei, had quick eyesight and gave her a quick hand.
Chi Yan's sword energy fell in front of the gate of the Temple of Heaven, and a long crack was directly cracked in the solid wall of the Temple of Heaven.
"God Lord!"
"Hiding?" Yunhe held Chi Yan, smiled lightly, and said, "If you don't come to look for me, I will look for you too, but you have come to look for me."
"That's just right, there is a debt, and I just want to settle it with your empress."