"Your Highness keeps you, but you just want the little blood in your Silver Phoenix's heart. What do you think Your Highness keeps you here for? "

"Why should I get blood from my heart?" She cried, stroked the blood that was still gushing out of her chest, and her face was pale.

"Of course it's for the people in the heart of Your Highness... Princess Rakshasa of our demon clan. The princess has a blood disease and needs the blood of the silver phoenix to heal it. Thinking of you being the only silver phoenix in the world, your Highness will keep you."

After hearing these words, she felt like she was in an ice cellar, and she was covered in her whole body.

She covered her chest and fell down with dizziness.

On the sixth day, when she opened her eyes, she saw the rumored adopted daughter of the Demon Lord, Rakshasa, who was placed on the top of her heart by the Demon Lord's eldest son Mu Yu, and the Demon Lord's eldest princess.

The beautiful woman in red gauze walked slowly to her side and snorted coldly, "Listen, from now on, you have nothing to do with him. Go back and be your Princess Qiansang with peace of mind and forget him."

"You ask me to see him again. I want to ask myself." She heard her say this, and her words were filled with incredible and painful.

"You go, don't come here again, he doesn't want to see you." The woman just said to her coldly.

She didn't want to give up, stayed here, and refused to leave. She wanted to ask clearly why the boy was treating her like this!

Until the man with a blurred face that she was desperate to see in her heart walked in, everything changed.

The woman put a sincere face on her face and raised a charming smile, but her voice was very sharp, "Mu Yu, are you here?"

"You go, don't come and look for me again." The man said so resolutely, his eyes full of coldness.

He did not care about the tears she was sad because of his words, nor about the wounds that were still bleeding from her body.

He just smiled cruelly, called the woman in red veil softly, then grabbed her hand and turned around and left.

Seeing him and the woman walking out of the crystal cave hand in hand and gradually disappearing, she burst into tears.

"If you had ever been merciful, how could you send someone to get my blood?" She waved the scenes in front of her that made her tremble all over and said sadly.

She stood in front of the heavenly soldiers and generals and shouted with a mighty voice, "Soldiers, we must win this battle today! For the heavenly clan and for your wife and children, we will fight!"

The soldiers behind him were immediately excited when they heard such exciting words.

That day, she led this group of passionate soldiers and generals to fight to the death with the demon army brought by Xiaoyao.

In the end, she protected the fairy world but was seriously injured.

The next generation covered in blood, her eyes were blurred. With each step, she walked towards the boy who was also seriously injured. However, in the end, she failed to reach his eyes and fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Ten days later, she woke up and had been in a coma for ten days.

And in these ten days, the eight desolates and six paths underwent tremendous changes.

The evil demon clan Yazun Yanjun was too addicted to cultivation and killing, and eventually became an evil god in the world.

Yan Jun, who became an evil god, was committed to obtaining the spiritual power of heaven and earth in the statue of Nuwa, so he started a massacre of Lingyue Valley managed by Yuejun Shangshen.

Nine-level heaven, heavenly clan.

The phoenix tribe.

Her two closest families were turned upside down during the ten days of her sleep.

As soon as she opened her eyes, Ling Yun cried loudly beside the bed.

"Princess, you're finally awake!"

Jianxue frowned, licked his dry lips, and said in a pressing voice, "Why are you crying like this?"

"Master! The evil god Yan Jun was born, and the eight desolates and six paths... is almost unable to hold on...

Qiusang... Qiusang was surrounded by demons brought by the eldest princess, and the queen and the king were confined...

When Emperor Tian heard this news, he fainted... He has not woken up yet..." Ling Yun cried intermittently.

She was stunned for a long time when she remembered the young uncle Yan Jun in her mind, but she didn't expect that his second uncle actually became an evil god.

She didn't care about the injuries on her body, so she hurriedly put on her battle robe and headed straight for Lingyue Valley. The 100,000 demon soldiers fought against her thousands of heavenly soldiers.

But this time, there was no young figure, only Yan Jun, who looked a little similar to Xiaoyao, stood in front of her, with a cold look on his face.

She felt a little disappointed when she saw this group of demons without Xiaoyao.

It turned out that she was still looking forward to seeing him for the last time.

After fighting Yan Jun, she concluded that she would never have the life to return to Qiansang.

Since she came back from the ice room of the Demon Realm that day, the love evil on her body suddenly became ill for some reason, and her life has not been in Japan for a few days.

She, who is carrying the fate of the six realms, fights to the death with the evil Yan Jun.

When she returned to the west and was scattered, she saw a young man in white riding a black brown-haired horse riding towards her in a hurry. She could not believe that the person who came was him, nor did she believe that the person who finally hugged her and disappeared into the eyes of the people in the Eight Desolations and Six Paths.

A snow-white light suddenly flashed out of the white figure, and the man hugged her and ran very quickly

She leaned against the arms of the man she was very familiar with, and said intermittently, "It's you... Is it you..."

Yu Quanyou recalled everything in her mind, and couldn't help but feel sad and ridiculous.

It turned out that everything was always her own passion. In the past, she was just a tool for Di Jue to seize the position of the royal family in the Demon Realm and to seize fame and fortune in the heavenly realm. It turned out that the person loved only the Rakshasa princess of the Demon Realm.

He could really be cruel enough to seize the blood from her heart to feed other women. He could completely abandon Yu Quanyou, who was in danger, on Su Zhou's way.

Yu Quanyou laughed a few times and looked ahead in a daze.

At this moment, Xuan Ruo, wearing pink clothes, found the seriously injured Yuquanyou in the Changbai Mountains.

Seeing her as if humans are inferior to humans and ghosts are inferior to ghosts, Xuan Ruo raised her head proudly and mocked her, "Oh, isn't this the snow-capped fairy with a strong spirit...Aren't you the apprentice of the Qingzhu Doctor God? Why... Is he like a stray dog ​​now?"

Yu Quanyou leaned against the tree trunk and didn't speak, and blood was cracked from his dry lips.

"Do you know... why did your brother Fusheng go to Longxu Terrace so hard?" Xuan Ruo slowly leaned down and stared at Yu Quan and laughed.

Yu Quanyou slowly raised her head, her eyes were red, and she stared at the person in front of her, her eyes extremely gloomy.

Xuan Ruo was only proud at this moment. She quietly approached Yu Quanyou's ear and said quietly, "I think you... Of course you have to thank me too... If it weren't for me to mention it... Maybe... Fu Sheng, this stupid boy, wouldn't have gone to Longxu Terrace at all."

After hearing this, Yu Quanyou's spirit completely collapsed, and the evil spirit on her body ignited again. Her eyes became even more blood-red.

"What did you say?" Yu Quanyou gritted her teeth, and was already strongly suppressing her emotions.

Xuan Ruo smiled slightly and said lightly again, "I mean... Fusheng was the one I advised to go to Longxu Terrace... I really didn't expect that the silly boy really went to Longxu Terrace... When he was executed four days ago, I went to the scene to watch. The scene was really tragic..."

"Fu Sheng was tied to the Zhuxian Pillar by the immortals, and was executed by Ling Chi with one knife... How tragic death is... Yu Quanyou, if it weren't for you... How could Fu Sheng die?"

Xuan Ruo smiled, his eyes full of complacency.

Yu Quanyou gradually clenched his fists, wishing to cut the person in front of him into pieces to avenge Fu Sheng.
Chapter completed!