Goddess of Heaven

Chapter 622 Finale (1)

How much Shenyue wanted to tell him, find a way to get out, run away, you are not his match.

But how could he hear her words.

The man in purple robe wiped the corners of his lips with his fingertips, his eyes were stained with purple blood stains, he glanced contemptuously at the man opposite him, his thin lips parted slightly, but the words he said were full of bloodlust breath.

He was saying, whether he is an opponent or not, he will know in a while.

In an instant, the two were fighting together again.

After a while, the purple-robed man vomited blood again.

A lower palm hit his left shoulder, another side kick hit his back...

"Dongfang, Dongfang, you idiot, stop quickly, you are not his opponent, are you dying?"

Unable to control it anymore, Shenyue murmured, tears blurred her eyes again and again, she wiped them carelessly, just to see him more clearly, and soon, blurred again.

Finally, the purple-robed man was sent flying, and hit heavily on the wall of the Miesha God Bell, and never got up again.

The corners of the man's lips curled up slightly, showing his complacency as he stepped forward.

At this moment, purple light suddenly appeared, and the eye-catching purple color filled the entire Miesha Shenling. The man in red showed a frightened look, and subconsciously turned around to try to escape, but was instantly submerged in the purple light.

"Do not--"

Shenyue roared and fell to the ground, but the light curtain had already returned to calm.

There is no proud man in red, no injured man in purple robe, no scarlet aura full of bells, only a little bit of purple left after the purple light flashes.

After an unknown amount of time, a pair of hands rested on Shenyue's shoulders.

Ling Long caressed her shoulders, but he couldn't say a word of comfort. Such a result was beyond his expectation, and that person's affection for his master was beyond his own cognition.

"Linglong, did I do something wrong?" Shenyue murmured, her voice was indescribably hoarse.

"The master is not wrong, everything the master does is for the common people of the Three Realms." Ling Long replied.

Shenyue stood up dumbly, like a puppet that had lost its soul, flew out of the evil spirit bell and flew towards Shenyue Palace.

On the third day after the Jiuxiao Shenzhong rang, Zi Sang Yanxun finally saw Shenyue who had left the customs, but at this time, Shenyue was a completely different person.

Shenyue, who was completely devoid of vitality and aura, came back from outside the Shenyue Palace, startling Zi Sang Yanxun.

"Yue'er, where have you been?"

Shenyue shook her head, and went straight back to the bedroom, with Ling Long following closely behind.

"Hmph, the dignified goddess is so airy and doesn't care about people. Brother Zisang, fortunately, you are still her best friend for thousands of years. During her absence, you look after Shenyue Palace like this. How could she That's how I treat you." Seeing Shenyue's appearance, Ziyun pouted and said.

"Yun'er, don't talk nonsense, can you also gossip about the goddess?" Zi Sang Yanxun reprimanded displeasedly, and walked after her.

"Brother Zisang..." Ziyun felt aggrieved, but secretly happy.

With the state of Shenyue, I am afraid that he has no other intentions towards Brother Zisang. It seems that I did not stay in Shenyue Palace in vain. At least, I can see clearly that the relationship between Shenyue and Brother Zisang is not what I think. Brother Sang, I still have a chance.

Outside Shenyue's bedchamber, Xiyue Palace, Zi Sang Yanxun gently knocked on the door.

Shenyue closed her eyes and sat in front of the table, softly said: "Linglong, tell Zisang, let them go back to the fairy world, Shenyue Palace, seal the palace."

(End of this chapter)