The waste bird throws down the gods

Chapter 199
She raised her head, her frightened eyes, like a fawn's, were filled with mist.

Then the dazzling brilliance suddenly bloomed, and the unbearable throbbing of the heart suddenly burst out violently.

"you you……"

She could barely breathe.

"Hello, little white snake, long time no see, the future will be long."

The man in purple clothes has cloudy hair, vast starry eyes, and sword-like eyebrows like frost.

He smiles at her.

Then he looked down at Zhang Yu who was kneeling on one knee, "It's okay, little brother."

Zhang Yu's pupils contracted strongly.

High above, looking down at the eyes.

The young man in purple is an old friend.

Although his memory gradually began to blur, his soul and heart could tell him with mental and physical pain that he had lost.

"Your honor."

He made a low sound and prostrated himself on the ground.

He knew that this exquisite heart was the soul of Mozun Junhua.

"You also know who the deity is? But are you quite accomplished? This is the wife of the deity, remember not to always call her a fairy or something, and call the deity's wife the deity's wife, do you understand?"

Zhang Yu held back the pain in his heart in a low voice.

"Here."

He seemed to hear something crying, it was his heart that was crying, he was not worthy of her, he was a supporting role, a passerby from the beginning, he was never worthy of standing by her side.

He was an idiot from start to finish.

Originally, Shangxian Qing Ning was going to explain, but Zhang Yu shook his head. He knelt on one knee, and his black hair suddenly turned gray.

This is His Majesty's punishment for moving something he shouldn't have, and it is a warning to him not to try to covet His Majesty's possessions.

It's just, Lime, I, you gave me a heart, I, I have loved you a long time ago!
He lay down on the moon-watching stone under the willow tree, he closed his eyes, his face was bitter and sad, tears just fell down, wet the mist in the air, and stirred up some dust.

"Zhang Yu Shangxian?"

He suddenly heard a soft word of sympathy or pity falling in his ear.

He doesn't want to open his eyes.

"who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, but the Shangxian must be very unwilling in his heart. After practicing for thousands of years, he finally became the Shangxian. The inner disciple under the seat of Tianzun can't get close to his beloved. One step, even this heart hurts too much."

Every word that person said was like one fine sword after another piercing his heart that didn't belong to him.

He slowly opened a pair of blood-colored eyes, and he saw the blurred face in the mist. It was a woman, a beautiful but mean, mean and vicious woman.

That woman was ambitious and had abilities beyond the reach of ordinary people. Almost at that moment, he seemed to be bewitched.

He raised his head, he sat up, "But what? Even if you know, so what?"

Her proud and beautiful Danfeng eyes raised, and she looked around with disdain.

"Is there anyone in the world who is more powerful than me, Feng Huang, to turn things around?"

"Fenghuang, you are the Nine Heavens Xuannv, Emperor Ji Fenghuang?"

He knew this Fenghuang, the only disciple of the God of Duyi, the daughter who was very popular with the Emperor and Queen of Heaven, Ji Fenghuang, the Ninth Heavenly Emperor.Known as the most talented Phoenix Goddess in the world.

"Why are you helping me?"

he asked hesitantly.

A smile suddenly appeared in her dark eyes.Red lips slightly parted:
"Because—we are the same people."

(End of this chapter)