The glistening white snow fell one after another, gradually covering their figures.
"Red Demon, are you cold?"
Tuanzi asked in a low voice.
"Can I take you back?"
With that said, she reached out her hand again and carefully swept the snow off the red demon's body.
"He's not nice to you at all, why do you still follow him?"
Tuanzi's lips trembled slightly,
"He treated me like that before. Aren't you angry? Don't go with him."
More and more tears fell.
The tentacles are cold.
Her fingertips trembled slightly.
The red demon's claws were still holding onto his clothes tightly, seemingly refusing to let go no matter what.
Tuanzi tried it, but couldn't break free, so he didn't dare to try again.
She covered her face, but tears still flowed from her fingers.
"Oh red demon, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you that day, I'm sorry. I won't lose my temper with you again, okay? Don't you like Ah Yue the most? I, I will give you half of Ah Yue, okay? good?"
"Zi Chen is asleep. He doesn't know. He won't mind if he finds out. Come back, right? You grabbed my hair and you haven't apologized to me yet!"
Tuanzi lowered his head, his voice became smaller and smaller, leaving only his little body twitching slightly, and he was out of breath from crying.
Finally, her vision went dark and she fell back.
Cen Yi didn't know when he appeared behind her and caught her.
He looked down at the dumpling in his arms.
The tip of her nose was red, her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was stained with tears.
Cen Yi sighed.
"Bury them together in Fengming Mountain."
The snow gradually stopped.
The huge Illusion Temple was covered with white snow.
At a glance, it is clean and far away.
Jun Jiuqing stood in front of the main hall with his hands behind his back for a long time.
Finally, he lifted his legs and walked forward.
Some people around looked over with complicated expressions.
Jun Jiuqing didn't care at all.
He never looked down upon the world.
What he was thinking in his heart from beginning to end was just one person.
But that person never belonged to him.
My feet stepped on the snow, making a squeaking sound.
At this time, Cen Yi had just asked Qihan and the others to send Mu Qinghe and Hong Yao to be buried together, and asked Hua Shuangshuang to send Tuanzi back to rest.
Hearing the sound, he looked back.
The two looked at each other.
Jun Jiuqing said:
"Thirteen divine envoys followed her into reincarnation. Only you left all the memories from the beginning. Over the years, you helped her bring people back and planned everything for her. Even the last scene was yours. I just thought of the number one divine envoy, awesome."
Cen Yi smiled faintly.
"Miscellaneous. Everything is planned by the emperor. I am just a part of it. Everything I do is for the return of God Yue."
"Come back for her."
Jun Jiuqing read these words slowly and laughed.
"He really did all his tricks. By the way, do you know how Jiang Yucheng died?"
He suddenly changed the subject and asked quietly.
Cen Yi looked at him calmly.
This name has been mentioned for too long, and no one cares about it.
Jun Jiuqing's smile deepened.
"Yes, he died in my hands. To be precise, he was refined in the witchcraft hammer after being tortured. At first, he only had a soul left, and he was running around, and he happened to bump into my hand. . I didn’t realize it at the time, but now that I think about it, how could it be a coincidence?”
"If Rong Xiu really wanted to kill him, he would never give him any chance to live, but he wanted to give Jiang Yucheng hope, then make him despair, and finally, he sent him to me. But because He knows that Jiang Yucheng will not end well if he falls into my hands."
For all Jiang Yucheng did, Rong Xiu had to kill him.
But instead of taking action himself, he turned to Jun Jiuqing.
It's just that I don't want to get my hands dirty.
Jun Jiuqing sneered.
"Forget it, he can even count his own life and death, let alone me?"
To this day, there is nothing more to say.
Cen Yi looked at him and said calmly:
"In this case, you should not have betrayed God Yue in the first place. God Yue has treated you well."
At the beginning, he was considered one of the practitioners with the strongest talent and strength in the Huan Shen Palace, apart from the other divine envoys.
The God Yue is in charge of the Illusion Temple, and often selects the best among the many practitioners to enter the Illusion Temple to practice.
Jun Jiuqing was once very favored and respected by her.
It's a pity that Jun Jiuqing has always had high self-esteem and ambition, and no one takes him seriously.
Seeing that even if he reaches the heaven and becomes a god, his status cannot be improved, he finally chooses to fight on the same front with the evil spirits.
Cen Yi stared at him:
"Just because the evil spirit promised you the position of high priest, you will throw away the kindness that God Yue has cultivated for several years?"
Jun Jiuqing evoked a wicked smile.
"That's all my business, what does it have to do with you?"
Then he looked around.
"First Divine Envoy, you should focus on this Illusion Temple! As for me, you are not qualified to care."
After saying that, he said no more and left.
The door to the Phantom Temple is open.
Seeing Jun Jiuqing coming out, those onlookers automatically made way.
He headed towards Tianmen.
Just as Wu Yao was about to stop him, he heard Cen Yi's voice:
"Let him go."
Wu Yao had no choice but to obey and glanced at Jun Jiuqing a few times without stopping him.
Jun Jiuqing stood at the Tianmen.
The wind blew from behind, picking up a few snowflakes and falling silently downwards.
After the previous battle, the Illusory God Sea was completely frozen into ice and stretched for thousands of miles.
At this time, it finally gradually flew back and melted away.
At a glance, there are several small lakes appearing on the snowfield.
The water ripples and sparkles.
It won't be long before this place will return to a magnificent sea area.
And she finally returned to the Illusion Temple and became the supreme being.
Now that she has defeated Tiandao, she is naturally more prosperous than before.
Jun Jiuqing's figure flashed and disappeared outside the Tianmen.
Thirteen looked at Cen Yi and asked hesitantly:
"Brother, are you just going to let him go?"
Cen Yi said calmly:
"He rebelled against Yue God, but what he did in this battle can be considered as repaying his debt back then."
God-killing Tomb.
Above the desolate and vast wilderness, the wind howled by.
A figure suddenly appeared.
It was Jun Jiuqing.
As he walked step by step, it seemed that the sound of fighting from that battle thousands of years ago could still be heard in his ears.
And the sweet smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose.
Gradually, the bloody smell became more and more intense.
His expression moved slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at his hands.
A strange bloody line appeared from under the skin at some point, squirming little by little.
There was a small cut on the back of his hand, and blood was dripping from here.
And that bloody smell also comes from this.
He stared for a moment.
As the bloody lines continued to spread, the flesh and blood in his skin was bitten and devoured bit by bit.
Soon, the flesh and blood on that hand was completely corroded, leaving only a thin layer of blood skin covering the bones.
He laughed.
It felt like Mu Qinghe and Red Demon were put on countless resurrection armors
Extras are updated very rarely every day~~As expected, one update every day~~~
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