Princess, stop being a demon

Chapter 796 804. Who's Waiting Didn't Bloom (5)

"Father God, let Geer come back quickly! Help me!" Yetong begged, Yedi's expression turned cold, just now, just now, when Yan Ruge's eyes turned, he seemed to see something dark in her body , can be carefully inspected, but empty.

He is the Lord of the Nine Realms, and everything is under his control, but just now, he felt a strong premonition of uneasiness. It was the first time since he ruled the Nine Realms and Eight Desolations as a god emperor such awareness.

"Lord Dijun won't help me, right? You saw it just now, didn't you?" Yan Ruge smiled sadly, "The God of Destiny can only let people see the past, but can't predict the future. I have to choose, Ruge, I will definitely not leave here! I just hope that after Ruge leaves, the Nine Realms will still be the Nine Realms, the Eight Desolations will still be the Eight Desolations, and all things will still be these all things... just like a long time ago, Yan Ruge Never been here before!"

The God Emperor nodded, "I promise you." After Yan Bi turned around and walked back, the golden figure dragged along the ground, taking away all Yetong's hopes.

"You, do you all want her to leave? She is so good! How can you let her go! Donghua! Donghua! Quickly, let her come back! Or, lift my seal!"

The Tsing Yi Shangshen named Donghua looked indifferent, his eyes were lowered, but he remained motionless, "I'm sorry Your Highness, Donghua, I can't obey my orders!"

Donghua walked up to Yetong lightly, but shot, and added two more seals to Yetong's original seal. After finishing all this, Donghua turned around and whispered softly: "Palace Master Ziwei, Donghua I have fulfilled my promise to the Palace Master, so let’s leave now.”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, the blue clothes whizzed past the gods, as Donghua stayed out of the matter and the god emperor watched coldly, the gods stopped one after another, no matter what happened today, there was no way to stop it Come on, there was Donghua just now, what about after that?

In the Nine Worlds and Eight Desolations, there are countless gods from the highest gods to the little fairies and demons who have received the favor of Yan Ruge, the owner of Ziwei Palace. If Yan Ruge is determined to do this, let me ask, who can stop it in the slightest?

"So, Yan Ruge is here to say goodbye! In the future, please take care of me..." She stopped talking, and saw the eye-catching purple clothes slowly moving back, and she only needed to move back a little One step, after falling from this high platform, she will truly disappear from the Nine Realms and Eight Desolations, and after thousands of years, no one will remember that there is such a her, and the Ziwei Palace, which represents the supremacy, will also be from now on. It was blocked for a long time, and no one could enter.

"Don't! Ge'er don't!" Yetong's whole body was numb, it was the result of him forcibly running the spell, and everything was inseparable from a rule, if he violated it, he would get corresponding consequences.

"Don't go crazy, Tonger!" Yedi waved his long sleeves, and a golden light hit Yetong inside the seal, "Yan Ruge, I don't ask you why you are like this today, I just say one thing, if this is what you are determined to want Yes, I will definitely fulfill you!"

At the end of the sentence, Ye Di's long sleeve flicked, and two rays of light, one golden and one white, shot straight at Yan Ruge beside the high platform!

"don't want--"

Suddenly, two rays of light swirled at the same time, and disappeared into his long sleeves in an instant, and the dark light that was halfway ahead of him had already hit the ethereal Yan Ruge directly!In an instant, Yan Ruge's snowy face slowly and leisurely disappeared before the gods...

"Chonghua——I swear to be incompatible with you—" Ye Tong raised his head to the sky and screamed, there were several rumbles between the sky and the earth, lightning flashed in the sky horribly, the sound of thunder was stronger than the sound of thunder, and above his head, The pouring rain poured down on his head, wet his hair, his eyes, his pure white face, his ice-like soul...

(End of this chapter)