As soon as the words fell, thorns of ice and snow appeared from the starry sky and swept under the throne where Mo Shifang was like a carpet.
"Come here."
Three words, heartless and cruel.
The aura emanating from these ices would be familiar to Lu Jiuque. It was the ice that sealed the power of the Emperor in all directions.
Lu Jiuque was stunned and looked up. A man covered in red flames slowly appeared behind Di Shifang.
The flames turned into his armor, his fiery red hair, his blood-colored eyes, and his enchanting appearance. Who else could it be if he wasn't Luan Feng
Luanfeng was holding a beautiful little baby in her hand, and the little baby was looking at her eagerly.
"Qianying? Luanfeng?"
"Da da da!" Master, master, are you okay...
Luanfeng reached out and covered Qianying's mouth, telling him to shut up with his eyes.
After all, in front of the ten demons, even he cannot blaspheme.
"Come over here." Mo Shifang narrowed his eyes and said with interest, "I am waiting for you here."
Lu Jiuque gritted his teeth and took a step forward resolutely.
At this time, she was wearing combat boots that Di Shifang had refined for her. The moment she stepped out, she was crushed into powder by the biting cold air.
Her slender, white, bare feet fell on the road covered with ice barbs, and sharp pain erupted, piercing her feet.
The extreme cold tore her skin like a blade.
As if she couldn't feel the pain, she raised her eyes to look at the man sitting on the bone throne, her eyes filled with firmness and determination.
Looking back now, from the time they were similar until now...
Di Shifang was paying for every step, it was Di Shifang who was doting on her, caring for her, holding her in the palm of his hand and caring for her like a treasure.
Now, it's her turn!
The blood followed her steps and bloomed on the frost. It was clearly an extremely cruel scene, but the blood turned into enchanting blood lotuses.
So, she walked closer to him with firm steps and lotus step by step. What was in her heart was completely revealed in front of him without being hidden.
"Shifang... When we first met in the Demon Cave, you were sitting in the middle of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, smiling without a trace of dust. At that time, I had just arrived in another world... I thought I had met a god... That cinnabar was not branded on me Just between the eyebrows, it is still imprinted in my heart..."
Mo Shifang's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression unpredictable.
Lu Jiuque smiled and took another step forward. Luan Feng's overwhelming power almost shattered her leg bones.
"Shifang, when the Prajna Sutra and the Silver Dragon fought in my body for the first time and shattered all my internal organs, it was you who saved me with the Purple Spirit Bead... I thought at the time, what in the world How could there be such a hateful guy? He hurt me, but he still acted like a favor and said he was treating me. I actually bit your throat to bits... Also, how could you, who is so ruthless and cold, have such soft lips? Woolen cloth?"
Mo Shifang placed his other hand on the throne and tapped it gently, as if he wanted to hide something with this action.
"And you, who smiled brightly for the first time when you saw me doing evil to Shao Qingrou... At that time, I was thinking, you have such a bad character and you are such a bad person, how can you look so good-looking when you smile? Come to think of it... from that time From the beginning, I have already remembered your smile and your kiss in my heart..."