Black Belly Summoner: Strong on the Evil Emperor

Nalan Zhenyue's sad words made Emperor Feng even more mad, his eyes were blood red, and he looked very painful.

Emperor Feng is struggling.

That is to say-

"Wishful thinking!!! Who am I? I am the Emperor of War!!!"

"I am Emperor Feng!"

"I am God--"

"Don't try to replace me, I am the strongest man in the three realms!!!"

"Zifei, I'm waiting for you, I'm waiting for you to come back, we agreed, we will be together in this life, in the next life, in the next life..."

Nalan Zhenyue burst into tears, almost piercing her heart, she was waiting, waiting, waiting for her Zifei.

He once said, to be together forever.

"If you're not here, what should I do?" Nalan Zhenyue looked at Mo Zifei, tears streaming down her face like broken crystals.

Emperor Feng was in more pain, his whole body almost collapsed, he could already feel the part that devoured Mo Zifei, struggling and resisting violently, this feeling was like when he failed to break through the rules of heaven and earth, he felt the pain in his heart. A sense of panic welled up.

but!

Who is he?

He is Emperor Feng, he is Emperor Feng! ! !

How could he lose?

How could he lose to the part he had abandoned?

This is impossible! ! !

Panicked and frustrated, Emperor Feng suddenly stretched out his hand and let out a terrifying roar. Blood oozed from his skin. He looked very terrifying. His face was ferocious, and he stared at Nalan Zhenyue fiercely. .

"Don't think about it, who do you think I am?" Emperor Feng roared, "I will not do what you wish, I will not lose! I will become the ruler of this world, I am a god, I am a god—— "

Samsara Mirror sensed something was wrong, and at the same time, Emperor Feng's figure suddenly ran towards the Samsara Mirror, but the Samsara Mirror was in time, and immediately flew into Nalan Zhenyue's body, and her body was surrounded by a burst of golden and red light. wandering in.

Emperor Feng's hand reached out to Nalan Zhenyue, but Nalan Zhenyue did not move, she was looking at Emperor Feng, and Emperor Feng's hand also stopped at this moment.

"Zifei..." Her tears slid down her chin, falling crystal clear.

"I am Zhenyue!"

Emperor Feng's eyes were full of pain, and suddenly he hugged his head and his body curled up together, as if twitching.

"Girl, do it!" It was the voice of the old man in the cemetery.

"Girl, now is your chance!!!"

Nalan Zhenyue's eyes widened suddenly, not to say——

"Girl, now is a good opportunity to use the power of the reincarnation mirror, quick, quick!"

"Do not--"

"Girl, Emperor Feng...Although there is a glimmer of hope, but Emperor Feng is like this, I am afraid that even if he dies, he will not get what you want, you still—"

"Do not--"

Before she finished speaking, Nalan Zhenyue stopped her.

If Emperor Feng died, then Mo Zifei would really disappear from this world.

If he is gone, what about her?

What is she going to do?

Who will walk with her in the future?

"Zhenyue—" At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

Fatty and the others all raised their eyes and stared at Emperor Feng closely. Emperor Feng was still Emperor Feng, but it was——

Could it be that?

Fatty and the others felt hope welling up in their hearts.

"kill me."

He is Emperor Feng, but he said it in Mozi's unusual tone, with sadness, helplessness and great reluctance.