"He is the son of the Queen of the Feixian Dynasty and the Grand Governor." Xue Feige's words made Murong Zhen's face suddenly change. Her head buzzed, her body shaking, and she almost fell down the flying magic weapon.

Xue Feige grabbed her hand in time and pulled her.

Murong Zhen recovered and his face turned pale. She broke away from Xue Feige's hand and said coldly: "Mr. Xue, can you let me go?"

As the flying magic weapon landed, Murong Zhen staggered, her expression was cold and with an indescribable bitterness.

Xue Feige followed her silently, without any more explanation. She needed time to digest this problem. With her current state, Xue Feige knew that whatever he said would only have a counterproductive effect, without any meaning.

Murong Zhen walked dozens of meters and stopped and turned around, looking at Xue Feige coldly and said, "What does Mr. Xue want to do to the little girl? You are a dignified immortal, and you can't resist no matter what you want to do."

Xue Feige didn't say anything, but just shook his head slightly. When he saw Murong Zhen like this, he suddenly felt a sense of panic in his heart, and he couldn't breathe after holding his mouth.

"Since Mr. Xue doesn't plan to do anything, please don't follow the little girl anymore. Although I am just a small three-level deadly heaven, I can't fight against fate and have no ability to take revenge." Murong Zhen's originally calm tone suddenly became heartbreaking. She shouted with all her strength: "But my hatred for you has never decreased. We are not the same person, forever, never."

Xue Feige listened silently, but he still did not explain to her or refute at all, but just listened silently.

A tear fell on Murong Zhen's face, and the spiritual power was evaporated. The tears were instantly evaporated. She turned her head and ran desperately, without a goal or direction, just running desperately.

Finally, she exhausted her spiritual power and could no longer run. She turned around and did not see Xue Feige's figure, and squatted down weakly.

At this moment, she felt very lonely and helpless. Originally, she was living in Zhao Qing's mansion and was already a singer, and she had already hidden hatred and lived alone, just to live. Even if this kind of life was numb, she still insisted.

Although she was unable to avenge her father and relatives, she still lived strongly. She always believed that the Dark Age would not permanently envelop this world, and the Feixian Dynasty would definitely be destroyed.

When Ye Fei appeared, hope rose in his heart. His original junior had grown to the realm of transformation of the gods. At that time, she saw a glimmer of dawn. She regarded Ye Fei as the sun that drove away the darkness.

Xue Feige had a short time with her, but she had the illusion of facing her father and relatives. They took her to escape from the Marshal's Mansion and broke her peaceful life, but her heart came alive and no longer had the numbness she had before.

She fantasized about taking risks with them, experiencing life and death together, fighting fate and working hard,

She was even looking forward to the heaven, Ye Fei and Xue Feige could defeat the Feixian Dynasty and defeat this darkest era. It turned out...

Murong Zhen smiled miserably, and tears flowed out silently. The night tonight was particularly quiet, without even the sound of insects. It seemed that she was the only one left in the world.

The hazy blue starry sky shone on her body, illuminating her tears, reflecting a crystal glimmer of light.

It turns out that everything is a dream she weaves herself! Ye Fei is the queen's son, the queen's son who killed her father and left her family dead.

The blue light was covered by a figure. She put away her tears, wiped her face silently, stood up silently, and looked at the figure without looking at it. She turned her back to him and left step by step.

There is no need to distinguish the direction, just stay away from him. At this moment, she felt that she had become the numb singer again, and she still had to live, live strongly.

She firmly believed that darkness would eventually disappear and light would come again, just as this quiet and dark night would eventually be illuminated by the sun, but the sun in her heart was no longer Ye Fei and Xue Feige.

The light of dawn shone on Murong Zhen's face. At this time, she was standing on the top of a mountain. She walked aimlessly last night just to stay away from that person, and came to the top of the mountain without realizing it.

She looked at the red sun greedily, and prayed with her hands on her chest, praying that the sun in her heart would appear as soon as possible.

"Miss Murong, do you think this world can restore light? It completely covers the darkness like this rising sun?" Murong Zhen's body trembled. She did not look back and turned around and left silently.

She didn't want to face him, and didn't want to do it at all. This person once made her feel the warmth of her father's relatives, but he was Ye Fei's brother, and Ye Fei, the junior who brought her hope and dawn, was regarded as the sun by her as the queen's son.

Murong Zhen suddenly tightened his waist, and he picked her up with big hands. She wanted to resist, but found that even though she struggled with all her strength, it was useless. The gap in realm was too big and she couldn't get away.

Her heart was ashamed, and she silently closed her eyes, and her tears fell again, and were still evaporated by her spiritual power. She silently told herself that she could no longer let herself cry cowardly, especially in front of him.

She opened her mouth to curse, but because she was too fast, she was poured into her throat by the wind and could not speak. So she took advantage of the situation and bitten it. Even if she gave him a little harm, it was a kind of resistance. She wanted to show her attitude and an attitude that could not coexist with them.

Xue Feige's body trembled and he took the initiative to let go of the spiritual power defense of his arm. If he didn't do that, the defense of the Jiexian would collapse her teeth.

Murong Zhen didn't expect that after taking a bite, he actually bit his mouth full of blood. He was bitten so easily. Isn't he a robbery immortal? Or is he a fake robbery immortal?

Murong Zhen looked up in confusion. Only then did she see clearly that a spiritual boat in the distance was getting closer to them at an extremely fast speed.

Xue Feige's foot-step flying magic weapon was not at the same level as the flying spiritual weapon. Even though he tried his best to urge him, he was still approached by the other party.

"Haha, it turns out that the Feixian Dynasty is so disharmonious? Is it a struggle for power? Or a bloody intrigue?" Murong Zhen asked with a nervous smile.

"Things are very complicated and I can't explain it clearly for a while. I can only tell you that like you, my parents and relatives are all dead at the hands of the Feixian Dynasty." Xue Feige gave Murong Zhen a sunny smile. Even at such a dangerous moment, he was still willing to smile at her.

"All dead, so your backbone is bent, and you are willing to be their lackey?" After Murong Zhen said this, he regretted it again, but he still pouted stubbornly, regardless of the spiritual boat getting closer and closer, and only stared at Xue Feige's eyes.

"Ye Fei said that the Feixian Dynasty should not exist in this world, so I will follow him and work hard with him to subvert it." Xue Feige's face was still filled with a sunny smile.

He looked back at the spiritual boat that was less than a thousand meters away from them, sighed softly, and said with a hint of regret: "It's a pity that I may not see any day coming."
Chapter completed!