Princess, stop being a demon

Chapter 793 801. Who's Waiting Didn't Bloom

Chapter 793 801. Who's Waiting Didn't Bloom (1)

"Yan Ruge, if you dare to jump down, I swear, the entire Nine Realms will be buried with you!"

On the ecstasy stage, Yetong stared at the tearful woman in purple in front of him. After fighting bloody battles, his pure clothes were stained with bright red or black marks. He clenched his right hand tightly, In the palm of his hand, a cloud of white mist was rapidly converging into a holy ball of light from strands of strands.

Yan Ruge shook his head little by little, and a broken voice came word by word, "Yetong, if you dare to do this, if I have a next life and reincarnation, then in countless reincarnations from now on, I won't want to forgive you!"

Yetong spat out a mouthful of blood, that bright red blood, that crazy cough, made Yetong's snow-like face look even more pale, like the clouds in the west, in his hands, just gently With a slight wave, he could be shattered into pieces. He staggered and moved towards her with difficulty, his dark pupils were full of tears.

If it is said that they have become immortals, or they are gods who have been gods from the beginning like them, they have never experienced the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in the world for many, many years. Weeping, not to mention that he would vomit blood when his heart hurts to the extreme.

And that blood, he stared blankly at the blood, as if he was looking at a monster—it was his blood, which had flowed through his body for tens of thousands of years, and today, for the first time, it was for her And Liu, it turned out that during the long time together in the God Realm, did he actually have such deep affection for her?

And Yan Ge just looked at her sadly, a gloomy face flashed across her spotless face.

The man said with the most gloomy and proudest voice in the world, Yan Ruge, you are the drop of blood in my heart, which flowed from the tip of my hand 30 years ago. If I strangle you to death, then you will still be my blood——

Yan Ruge, as long as you help me obtain that person's Qiqiaolinglong Heart, then you will still be who you are today, the supreme Lord of the Ziwei Palace, the mother of the Nine Realms!

If you don't follow, then the Nine Realms and Eight Desolations will disappear from now on, and I, your mother, will open up a new Nine Realms, a new era——

But to stop all this, Yan Ruge had no other way. She set up countless layers of deep barriers in her palace, and she even used forbidden techniques to freeze her sanity. She thought, in this way, that person Then he can no longer appear in front of her, but that person, every night, still comes to her without any problems, constantly instilling those scary thoughts in her.

"Yetong, promise me, after I'm gone, take my place and protect the Nine Realms, protect... yourself..." She backed up little by little, her long snowy hair was blown by the wind, spotless, night Hitomi looked at her in horror, and wanted to reach out to stop her, but she couldn't move her whole body.

A gust of cool wind blew by, and Chonghua, dressed in black clothes and with a broken flute in his hand, stood expressionlessly in front of Yetong, but said in a deep voice in Yan Ge's direction, "Come back!"

Yan Ruge breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a trace of comfort on Ruxue's face, "You are here."

"I'm here." Chonghua was the same as when he first met, his face was as cold as ice, and he couldn't see clearly, but, under his eyes, something was slowly condensing, almost breaking out of his body—— That Yan Ruge, who is as white as snow and as beautiful as clouds, is going to disappear from now on?

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