Zhengfan still did not refuse, but no longer catered to him. She closed her eyes and was indifferent to how he attacked the city and siege in her mouth.

When he saw the tears falling from her face again, Bo Yuan finally left her lips and relaxed his strength to embrace her. He lowered his eyes and said sadly: "Sister the fan, sorry! I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it."

Such a look was just like the 87,000 years that Yufeng accompanied her. Even if she lived a resurgence and didn't say a word, she was still the one who hurt him the most.

Even though his eyes were wet, he stubbornly raised his jaw, sucked his nose, and forced himself to take back his tears, "Boyuan, you and Erlang Shen joined forces to kill my closest person. I can't hate you, but I can't convince myself to spend the rest of my life with you with peace of mind.

If you are willing, I can hand myself over to you now, but I will not keep walking with you. This is my bottom line and my last stubbornness. Don’t let me become an ungrateful person. I don’t want my brother to die with my eyes because of me!”

Bo Yuan staggered back two steps, his expression was gloomy, but his eyes were firm, and the words he said were like weeping blood, "Hold the fan, do you know? No matter how many difficulties and dangers, I can't stop you, but I can't stop you, and I personally stop my way to you.

I can let you go, but I will never allow anyone to hurt you. If you want to see the Emperor, I will accompany you. If you want to leave me, I can also send you away, but don’t even think about the things that hurt yourself!"

From the moment Zhengfan promised to give up the ego, Bo Yuan knew that Zhengfan would push him away. He tried his best to keep him, but he could not keep her. He could let go, but he would never allow her to hurt himself.

"Boyuan, don't do this."

"This is also my bottom line." Bo Yuan looked at her and looked at her unwaveringly.

"I'll go find the master first." Zhifan didn't know how to convince him to give up, so he just left.

Bo Yuan had no obstacles, he just followed her neither far nor near.

The two of them remained silent all the way until they returned to the Fanyun Palace, and they never said a word.

The Emperor was standing by the jade table in the yard, staring at the Snow Soul Grass and distracted.

As soon as he came back, he found that the sycamore tree in the palace was gone. She asked, "Master, where is Mr. Qing?"

The Emperor came to his senses, looked at the place where there should be a sycamore tree, and then looked at Bo Yuan behind him. Without answering her question, he asked, "Why did you bring him back?"

He was not anxious or angry, but he had obvious disgust. Bo Yuan quickly stepped forward and held Zhengfan's hand, and declared to him: "Zhifan is my person. I will be wherever she is. Whatever she gave up on the small self and went to the big self, she agreed, and I wouldn't agree, so don't even want to hurt her!"

The Emperor said, "You said it all. When did the teacher say that she wanted her to give up her ego?"

Bo Yuan thought about it carefully. The Emperor seemed to have never said this before. He asked, "Then why do you talk about chasing the throne?"

"That was also what your father and emperor said, but I have never said it before!" The emperor said with a light tone, and there was a smile hidden in his eyes.

Bo Yuan was confused and became even more anxious, "What do you mean? What do you want to do when you ask Zhifan to come back?"

The Emperor said, "Being trapped by love, my heart is restless and impatient. You, the prince of heaven, are really getting back to life!"

"You..." Bo Yuan's face turned cold and he was so angry that he had nothing to say.

The Emperor said this, not entirely to tease him. After all, compared to Yufeng 90,000 years ago, Boyuan is indeed much inferior now.

The master knew the meaning inside and outside the words, but in her eyes, whether it was the calm and cold Yufeng or the restless Bo Yuan, they were all the same person, and there was no distinction between high and low.

She held Bo Yuan's hand back and said to the emperor: "Master, Bo Yuan has also done a lot for the people of the Three Realms, and he is no worse than anyone."

"You girl, you have not married yet, your elbows turned out." The Emperor suddenly smiled, smiling with relief.

After Bo Yuan and Zhishan looked at each other, they all looked at him with a confused look on their faces.

The emperor put away his smile and said seriously: "Okay! My master asked you to come back to save Ming Yechen's life as soon as possible, he..."

As soon as he heard his brother's name, he immediately threw Bo Yuan down, grabbed Emperor's arm, and interrupted him quickly: "Master, is my brother really still saved?"

"Look at the twin jade you gave to you, does it still have luster?"

He hurriedly took out the jade hairpin and jade ring from the treasure bag, and saw that his squid wind was bright and bright, with a very good color, while his brother Wuyu was stained with his blood, and his white color was red, with a very light color.

"Wuyu is a little darker, but he is still shiny. Master, does this have anything to do with the resurrection brother?"

"The twin jade is in charge, and Wuyu has luster, which proves that your brother is still saved! As long as you are willing, you can use your heart to save his life!"

He blurted out with a fan: "I do, of course I do!"

Bo Yuan pulled her back to him and got angry at the Emperor: "Hold the weak point of the fan and bully her, and lied to her, what kind of ruthless Tao have you cultivated? What kind of renunciation and forgetting desires are fake. I think you are simply obsessed with greed and desires, and you are a teacher!"

"Zhifan, don't be deceived by him, follow me!" Bo Yuan said as he forced her to pull her away, but was angrily thrown by Zhifan and said, "Boyuan, you're enough! This is my business, you don't have to worry about it!"

"Zhefan, don't do stupid things. Even if you annoy me or blame me, I won't let you hurt yourself." After that, he picked up Zhifan and took him away forcibly.

"Boyuan, let go, let go of me!" Zhengfan fucked and kicked in his arms. Boyuan also endured it, and let her hit it.

"I'm not getting better!" The Emperor waved his hand and closed the gate of the Fanyun Palace, blocking Boyuan's way out.

Bo Yuan looked back and said viciously: "I don't want to attack you when I am a master and apprentice, but you don't want to bully you too much!"

The Emperor shook his head and said with a grudge: "Your Highness Ninth, can't you still see it? The girl has two hearts. If you cut off one, it won't be a problem."

"Nonsense, how can a person have two hearts?"

"Others may not, but she must have it! If you don't believe it, you can look at the bud marks on her forehead and see if there are two?"

"So what?" Bo Yuan had seen the flower bud seal between the fan's forehead for a long time, but what can this mean?

Zhengfan touched the mark on his forehead and said excitedly: "Boyuan, this is the mark of our Wangyou clan. One flower bud represents one heart, and two are two hearts. I have two hearts, even if I give one to my brother, I will not die! Boyuan, please let me go, hurry up, hurry up!"

Bo Yuan was still a little confused, but he could see that the excitement in Zhisan's eyes was not pretending, but after a moment of stunnedness, he still put her back on the ground.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he couldn't wait to run to the emperor. After running for a few steps, he suddenly turned back and kissed Bo Yuan on the face, "Bo Yuan, wait for me here, and after saving my brother, I can marry you with peace of mind, for a lifetime, for a lifetime, for a pair of people!"

After saying that, she ran to the Emperor again, and the joy in her eyebrows could not even be hidden. She could finally live up to Bo Yuan's love and abandon her brother. She was really happy.

"Master, why didn't you tell me earlier that I was going to save my brother when I asked me to come back?"

The Emperor said, "I want to speak, but have you given me a chance to speak?"

Before in Lingxiao Palace, the master told her that he had something to tell her that she and Bo Yuan kissed him too much and left his master aside.

He was not ashamed of the fan, but proud, "That's because of you. If you hadn't deliberately designed it with the Empress of the Heavenly Queen, would I have been separated from Bo Yuan for so long? Then, let's be separated for so long, so goodbye, can't we have to talk about the past?"

"You have grown up, and your skin is getting thicker and thicker!" The Emperor pinched her little face, put some force on her, and slapped his hand away, pretending to be yelling, "It hurts! It hurts so much! Stinky old man, you are taking personal revenge, you are so dark!

You have thought about it, if you really anger me, I will strip you naked when you fall asleep

Beard, shaved your head, let you abandon the Tao and follow the Buddha, and eat vegetarian food every day!"

"Noisy!" The Emperor turned his back with anger, with his hands behind his back, and his lips raised, "Why are you still standing there? If you don't go to save people, you have to go to rest." Chinese website

"Save, I'll save you!"

As he fanned, he covered his hand on his lips and said the lowest words in the loudest posture: "Boyuan, wait for me!"

Bo Yuan didn't hear her voice, but he understood her meaning from her mouth shape. He quickly stepped forward and held her hand, looked at her with a pleading look and said, "Check the fan, can you not go?"

"Boyuan, you have also seen Ming Yechen's efforts to me. He is so kind to me. Don't say that he is my brother. Even if he is just an ordinary friend, I should save him!"

"Hold the fan, I'm worried..." Bo Yuan stopped talking.

He slapped his hand away and pretended to be angry and said, "Boyuan, why are you so aware? You didn't do this before!"

Bo Yuan's worries were naturally clear. She deliberately smiled with the Emperor, just to dispel Bo Yuan's concerns and make him feel at ease.

She knew how dangerous it is to change her heart 90,000 years ago. Even if she has two hearts, she cannot guarantee that her heart will resurrect her brother. Isn’t Lan Xinrui an example of failure back then?

Bo Yuan grabbed her hand again, put it in the palm of his hand and rubbed it, "No matter what I used to be, from this moment on, I will not allow you to leave my sight."

The Emperor turned around and said, "What? Isn't it true that I am a teacher?"

"I only believe in my eyes." Bo Yuan said.

"Boyuan..." Holding the fan was still waiting to speak again, but Boyuan raised his finger to her lips and interrupted, "I won't stop you from saving people, but you have to allow me to stay by your side."

The process of heart-cutting was too bloody. He didn't want him to see his bloody look, and he was so angry that he was about to say no, but Bo Yuan had already understood her thoughts.

"Just treat it to make me feel at ease, so I can hold the fan and let me accompany you?"

The sadness and prayer in Boyuan's eyes made the heart of Zhifan suck. She couldn't bear to see Boyuan's humble appearance, and she didn't want him to see his heart-wrenching scene, so as not to add sorrow!

"Master?" She couldn't bear to refuse Bo Yuan, nor could she let him be sad, so she had to pull the Emperor's sleeve, wanting him to persuade Bo Yuan for her.
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