An Ying's sudden appearance made Wu's plan to be frustrated, her mana was scattered, she fell to the ground, and her mouth made a vague sound like rough sand. The woman made her five fingers into her claws, grabbed the ground and wanted to stand up, but unfortunately her fingernails turned out and the flesh was bleeding, and the tendency was to fall again as soon as she got up.
It's a pity that I can't tolerate the woman to stand up by herself. Quanxian already looked ruthless. After the woman had lost his cultivation base, how would he get back to the corpse technique. Immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed it, pulling the woman in front of him with strength, just grabbing the woman's heart.
"puff-"
With the sound of tiny fingers penetrating the flesh and skin, the woman's lowered head lifted, her tongue widened, her eye sockets protruding, and her face looked terrifying.
In contrast, Quan first wrinkled his brows and pressed his hands, as the last bit of mana on the woman's body was sucked clean, the woman's eyes slowly became hollow.
The slender and beautiful hand of the young master of the Shui clan was covered with blood, which was particularly terrifying.
"Daddy..."
Ziyu spit out these two words vaguely.
After the piercing pain, the woman lost consciousness completely, and the whole body pain disappeared, but the consciousness in her brain was particularly clear. She didn't know whether she was dead or still alive, but she felt like she was back tens of thousands of years ago. When she was still a Tsing Yi goddess.
At that time, the heavens were not as beautiful as they are now.
You remember that at that time there was a mountain in the southwest corner of the heavens that was not high enough. There was only one kind of tree on the mountain. The Tsing Yi Heavenly Girl could not be named, but only those trees that grew tall and straight, and the trunks could only be surrounded by a few people. The leaves are also long and thin, emerald green. When the leaves turn yellow, red fruits will grow out of the branches, and the water is very attractive. She always climbed up secretly to pick the fruit to eat, and on several occasions she fell from the tree accidentally.
"Your Majesty, the goddess has gone to Nanshan to play again."
The star in the gray robe said like the emperor of heaven.
"Haha! This ghost girl."
The majestic man in the seat was not angry when he heard the words, and smiled lightly.
"Daddy! Daddy! My daughter came back from picking the fruit, Daddy!"
The two people in the room had just finished speaking, and the door outside was pushed, and after a creak, there was a sound of jumping footsteps coming in. The woman who came in was dressed in a blue dress and the skirt was also raised. , With a smile on his face.
"Daddy, I brought the fruit back. I have tasted it. It is very sweet and even better than flat peaches!"
The woman handed the bunch of red fruits to the emperor.
The emperor smiled first, then his smile faded quickly, and he forced himself to look annoyed.
"Wild girl! I went to the mountain to play again, but the lesson wasn't harsh enough last time?"
The Emperor's brow furrowed, obviously very unhappy.
"Daddy will punish me. Wherever I am, my daughter can still escape."
The woman spoke indifferently. First, she threw a fruit into her mouth. After chewing, she grabbed a Chaotian emperor's mouth with her other hand and put it in her mouth.
As soon as the emperor bit the peel, the juice burst into his tongue.
"Smelly girl, why is it so sour!"
The Emperor was so sour that he trembled all over, and his eyes narrowed.
"No, daddy, my daughter doesn't feel sour. Maybe you don't like this kind of mouthful! Xingjun, would you like to have one too?"
The woman in Tsing Yi shrugged her shoulders, took out another fruit, and asked Xingjun on one side.
"No, no, no, I wrote about the kindness of the goddess, Xiaoxian doesn't like to eat sour."
That Xingjun quickly refused.
"Just forget it if you don't eat it."
The woman whispered, she smiled like a flower when she raised her eyes, and talked about what she saw on the hill today.
Yu felt that she was a good goddess, happy and funny, and no one was taking care of her, but after that battle, everything changed.
Her divine power was lost, and the miasma energy entered her body again, and her whole person became a dangerous existence in the heavens. She was locked in her own temple by the Emperor of Heaven. At this time, she really couldn't get out, so she could only lie on the bed, muddled.
"Fu Huan, have you got the medicine for the goddess?"
"Oh, what? The goddess is about to be abandoned by your majesty. Look at the goddess, where she looks like a goddess now!"
Xian'e named Fuhuan took the cotton cloth in Fuxi's hand who asked her.
"Hush! Keep your voice down, the goddess is still next to us."
Fu Xi lowered his voice and said to Fu Huan vigilantly.
Unexpectedly, the pink-robed little Xian'e didn't care at all, glanced at the woman lying on the bed, and pouted her mouth.
"What are you afraid of! The goddess has become like this now, but is there any rescue? What kind of medicine is there to boil? I heard before that your majesty and several star monarchs are going to lock her to Xiyuan Mountain."
"What are you talking about, Yuanshan? That one is a goddess!"
Fuxi glanced in the direction of the woman, and she saw that the woman was pale, with cold sweat on her forehead, and her consciousness had not yet recovered.
"There is no divine power, she is still a goddess, and the breath of Yan enters the body while the chaos is in the body, and now is the biggest risk. For the comfort of the heavens, the emperor will not soften her heart. Let's talk about it—"
Fu Huan continued to speak, but was stopped by Fu Xi.
"Okay, let's not talk about it. The goddess is still fainting. The goddess doesn't think about the merits of the goddess, and hard work should be read. How can it be shut down to Xiyuan Mountain..."
Fu Xi pulled Fu Huan, and while talking in a low voice, he walked away.
But the woman lying on the bed woke up.
Daddy, are you going to lock me to Xiyuan Mountain
I'm going to ask daddy to ask clearly!
The woman thought to herself, even if she was exhausted, she was dragging to find the emperor.
Outside the hall, there were heavy guards. Even when she had committed the biggest mistake, the Emperor of Heaven had never sent so many troops to imprison her.
But when the wives finally escaped and came to the front of the emperor.
"Daddy, do you want to imprison your daughter in Xiyuan Mountain?"
Yu asked in a low voice, unexpectedly the Emperor pressed his lips tightly and didn't even look at her.
"Who released the goddess, and didn't bring the goddess back!"
The emperor's tone was fierce and angry at the crowd kneeling down.
"Daddy, why don't you answer your daughter's words, cough cough..."
"Bring the goddess back!"
Yu's consciousness began to confuse, and when the emperor waved his hand, countless people approached her. When she woke up, her hands and feet had been tied up, and she was in a gloomy cave.
And on all four sides, there was a star monarch standing, forming a four-corner formation, which happened to lock her in the center.
"Daddy, save my daughter, you don't want to be here! Daddy! Ah!"
The harder she struggled, the tighter the chains tied to her hands and feet, and bursts of pain burrowed into her mind, almost making her crush her teeth.
"Daddy, my daughter hurts, dad save me!"
"The emperor has no alternative, girl, don't blame me."
Yu cried violently, but the emperor's heart was made of iron, unmoved, only his eyes firmly watching the formation strengthen.
"Why do you want to lock me up, why, dad, the woman is wrong, dad saves the woman, the daughter is wrong, ah!"
The strength of the formation made the woman trapped in it wailed and wailed continuously.
"Your Majesty, the formation is complete."
"Okay, go back to heaven."
The emperor held his forehead without looking at the woman, his voice was tired.
The woman's sight was fascinated by tears, and the hem of the Emperor's clothes became increasingly blurred in his vision until it disappeared later.
"Ah! Why did Daddy leave his daughter! I hate you, I want you to die!"
The woman screamed in despair. In an instant, the temperature of the cave suddenly increased, and the emerald green grass on the Xiyuan Mountain also quickly lost moisture, withered and shrivelled.
The whole greenery was gloomy, and the vibrant Iihara Mountain was completely wiped out by the sudden eruption of hot temperature. When the sandstorm broke out, the whole mountain was hidden in the yellow sand.
That is, the mourning song of the old lady of Tsing Yi.
In this life, the love between the father and daughter is the most important thing for a woman, and the goddess are noble, so those scattered immortals dare not approach her, because as long as the woman does not pay attention to control her own power, the place where she will pass is no grass and no life. Therefore, there is no one to accompany her.
But what does it matter, she still lives happily and unfettered.
It doesn't matter whether she has a partner or not if her father is in pain.
But when she was locked up in Xiyuan Mountain alone, and all she could see was the black hole on the rock wall, the resentment and anger accumulated little by little, gathered into a ball, accumulated the emotions for thousands of years, and now it has exploded. At that time, it eventually became a misty cloud, drifting away without a trace.
In the distant sky, a faint sigh came, crossing the life of the Tsing Yi goddess, and as the woman's figure turned black and gray.
As soon as that simple wind passed, the life of the woman died.
The curled mind was a little shaken. I had imagined countless times what kind of battle she would have with the concubine, but never thought that the woman did not die in her hands, but Quan first killed her. Before she died, her dry and cracked lips kept whispering to her father, and her screaming hurt her to the bone. For a while, she had forgotten where she was now.
As soon as the woman died, the original formation was completed, and the sheepskin scroll suddenly shone brightly, revealing a faint blue light, and Quan first had a joy in his eyes.
Then, there are only three other parties left.
Because his body was almost too much to eat, the man planned to take it one step at a time. Qi Niao's footsteps were trapped here, and on the other side, he made the next step. It was the Emperor of Heaven.
The greater the strength of the skeletal return technique is opened, the greater the degree of completion, and the higher the requirements for the caster. Quanxian rushed around with all his strength, his chest was dull, and his eyes began to congestion slowly.
Just as the power of the column on the side of the Emperor of Heaven continued to output, while the sheepskin scroll absorbed the cultivation base, the corner of the magic circle began to slowly tilt.
The sky was dark to the bottom, only the light from the formation was left, and the spring almost shed tears.
The speed at which the man in white plucked the strings accelerated, and the sound from Xuan Linqin was as sharp as if it were entrained with a weapon.
With a hum of "Deng", Xuan Linqin's strings were all broken.