The second generation of the most powerful saint in history

Chapter 885 You Are Killing Me!
But Dao Xun's Golden Die followed the female cultivator all the way and moved quickly in the huge heavenly palace, and soon came to a palace in a lake.

"Qinglian!" Seeing the haggard figure who hadn't seen him for a long time through Kingdie, Dao Xun couldn't help but be touched by his peaceful mind, and unconsciously murmured, then shook his head and laughed, his eyes full of determination.

Wait for me, next time, I will never let him threaten you!
However, at this moment, Qinglian also didn't know about the existence of King Die, so she sat on the foot of the bed behind the curtain with her knees hugged and murmured in a low voice: "As expected, it will only cause trouble for you. He obviously wanted to get back that wisp of soul, but it all became his excuse to threaten you."

Qinglian's whole body was lingering in the misty blue light, those blue lights, like little fireflies, danced and dissipated, as the blue light dissipated, Qinglian's face became paler, but, she seemed to ignore these things at all, He just murmured and repeated that sentence in his mouth.

"Miss Qinglian!" The seductive woman who followed Kingdie turned pale with shock when she saw this, and quickly called out, and quickly pinched her seal, intending to seal Qinglian and prevent Qinglian from committing suicide.

However, Qinglian itself is a rare spiritual root in the world. Although she has not yet transformed into a thousand years, so her cultivation level is not very high, her own strength is far beyond the powerhouse of the same realm. The whole body is so powerful that even if there is no resistance, this seductive woman can't be sealed.

At this time, Qinglian's life is tied to the life of this seductive woman herself. The seductive woman looked anxious, and hurriedly took out a magic weapon with a glass cover, first covered Qinglian in it, and then left in a hurry. Got someone to help.

"Qinglian!" "Qinglian! Stop!" After the woman left, Dao Xun couldn't sit still anymore, and kept calling out through the golden butterfly.

Hearing this familiar voice, Qinglian's sluggish eyes recovered slightly, and she turned her head to look in doubt, but after finding nothing, she laughed at herself: "So, this is the hallucination before death."

"Qinglian, it's not an illusion, it's me!" The golden butterfly, which only exists in the world of luck, fluttered its wings slightly, and a mysterious ripple appeared in the real world. The golden butterfly seemed to enter the "room" from the "door". Appearing in front of Qinglian, the golden light shines, bringing people infinite hope.

In Shengzun's mansion, Dao Xun at this time, in order to achieve this, was sweating profusely. The barrier between the world of luck and the real world is not as simple as one world to another world, but from illusion to reality. , is the huge difference between the sky and the soil.

"Dao Xun? It's really you!" Qinglian looked at the golden butterfly flying and landing on her fingertips in surprise, and murmured in disbelief.

"It's me! Stop it, don't die!" Dao Xun's voice trembled a little. Perhaps at this moment, he understood what it's like to love someone. Watching the one he loves die in front of his eyes, It is a pain that no matter how high the cultivation base is or how strong the strength is, it is unbearable.

"But... But if I am alive, I will only hinder you and tie you up." Qinglian couldn't help sobbing in a low voice: "I've heard, I've heard! This time, you obviously have the opportunity to leave most of the Heavenly Court behind. The main master is all because of me! It's all because of me!"

"Let me die! Instead of living like this, I would rather die. Perhaps, I shouldn't have struggled to survive. What reincarnation? Hehe, it is useless at all. It is better to die by myself than to die in the hands of the Emperor of Heaven. . " Qinglian became agitated, and couldn't even listen to Dao Xun's words, and the power fluctuations in her body became stronger and dissipated at a faster speed.

"Qinglian! Don't do this!" Dao Xun tried his best to stop him, but, thousands of miles away, he couldn't do anything more than speak.

"Qinglian! Please! Don't die! You should know how important you are to me! Are you committing suicide? Are you killing me!" Seeing this, Dao Xun was very anxious and blurted out.

To Dao Xun's relief, these words had an effect, sobbing Qinglian trembled all over, with a hint of shock in her eyes, she stared blankly at the anxiously flying King Die in front of her.

"I'm sorry to make you worry again." After being stunned for a long time, Qinglian said while wiping away her tears with a sob.

"But, what should I do? The soul is with the Emperor of Heaven, even if I escape, he will still threaten you with my soul." Afterwards, Qinglian worried.

"You don't have to worry about this, just wait here obediently, and I will come to pick you up!" Seeing that Qinglian no longer wanted to die, Daoxun felt much more relaxed, and comforted him.

"But."

"No but! You don't want to cause trouble for me anymore! Then don't think about Shenpo, just wait here obediently." Daoxun said confidently.

At this time, heavy and eager footsteps came from outside the hall again, and the golden butterfly flapped its wings and disappeared before Qinglian's eyes.

"It seems that you are really staunch. Do you think that the problem will be solved after you die?" The voice of the Emperor of Heaven came along with the sound of footsteps, but when he saw Qinglian who was a little haggard in the hall, she had stopped seeking death. When it was time, he was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head in silence to look at the seductive woman who followed him.

"Di, Dijun! I'm not lying, she just now, she really was just now" the seductive woman hurriedly explained, as if a heavy mountain was pressing on her body.

"It seems that Miss Qinglian has figured it out by herself? Huh, that's right, her soul is gone, but there is no hope at all. At least there is hope for being alive, isn't there?" The Emperor of Heaven turned his head to look at Qinglian again, with a slight worry. Smile, but the expression in his eyes didn't change much, it still terrified the seductive woman beside him.

"Of course I figured it out! After all, I still want to watch you die with my own eyes, so how could I be willing to commit suicide?" Qinglian snorted coldly, looked up at the Heavenly Emperor and said.

"Haha! That's good, that's good!" The Heavenly Emperor grinned and said, as if the person in front of him was not someone who hated him and expected his death.

"I hope you can hold on to this idea and persevere until the end." Afterwards, the Heavenly Emperor raised his lips and said, turned around and walked out of the hall with a big smile.

"It's all your fault, you little bitch! The emperor must blame me!" After the emperor left, the seductive woman stared at Qinglian with resentment and said.

"So what? Do you dare to touch me?" Qinglian looked up at her without showing any weakness, and sneered.

"Hmph!" The seductive woman snorted coldly, and strode away angrily.

Staring blankly at the disappearing figures of the two, Qinglian leaned against the head of the bed in a discouraged manner, looked at the ceiling and murmured: "I really don't need to do anything, just wait?"

"Yeah! I didn't tell him anything last time, and even I was arrested for a ray of spirit. This time, I should trust him!"

(End of this chapter)