Dong Jun stared at the box in his hand for a moment, then a wry smile appeared on his lips: "You threw all the things you didn't want in the main palace bedroom, and now there's no room for it there?"

When he looked up, there was no one in front of the icicle.

The howling cold wind brought a belated word: "It's not that I can't tolerate it, it's just that I can't bear it."

The next day, Zhi Ying went to the Immortal Killing Platform to watch the execution, and then she learned that the Emperor of Heaven had sentenced Dong Jun to death.

It is said that this was Dongjun's self-requested punishment. The Emperor of Heaven thought of his past achievements and the advice of the gods, and granted his last request.

She arrived a little late, and she only saw the plain-clothed Dongjun turned into ashes, and the hibiscus hairpin fell from the high platform and was struck into a handful of black ash by the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder.

At that moment, all the causes and effects left by Luo Xia were settled.

She felt confused for a moment.

Dong Jun was in a state of despair, and the agreement with Wei Ai had been completed. Wei Ai also agreed to accept the Yun tribe again on behalf of the New Heaven Realm. I believe that Ju Lue's broad-mindedness will definitely treat these tribesmen well.

The Heavenly Monument has been destroyed, and the Divine Rules no longer exist. Without the restraints of the Divine Rules, she and Little Golden Crow have nothing to worry about.

As for the mission assigned to her by the Emperor of Heaven...

She didn't take it seriously.

It's not easy for an old man to live to this age. Some things will be over once you listen patiently. Why would you risk your life to accompany him in madness?

Thinking about it this way, I feel more relaxed.

As soon as she stepped off the Immortal Killing Platform, she heard someone calling her divine name.

There is a faint fragrance of green lotus wafting through the nose.

She sighed inwardly and stopped.

The next moment, Fu Rui appeared in front of her and motioned her to talk somewhere else.

Zhiying invited her to Siyun Palace.

After setting up the barrier, Fu Rui asked: "What exactly are you going to do?"

No matter what the reason was, it could not change the fact that he had used her hand to manipulate the sacred mountain. Zhiying had no regrets about his choice, but this friendship was inevitably a little more flawed.

She was a little uncomfortable, which made Fuli, who was used to seeing her generous, not very fond of her, but she still said: "If you don't come to me, I will have to come to you. Don't worry, I'm not here to accuse you!" Finally!

A sentence with a hint of anger.

Always straightforward and candid, with an almost imperceptible touch of intimacy.

Weaver Ying would be stingy if she kept sticking to the past, so she became upright and began to wonder about her purpose.

Fu Rui, who was taciturn and arrogant in front of outsiders, kept talking to herself like a barrage of words.

"On the day of praying to heaven, the light of Pangu summoned by the blooming of the sacred mountain pointed at both Zichen Hall and Yanguang Hall. I felt that something was fishy. Now Dongjun destroyed the heavenly monument inexplicably, and the emperor hurriedly asked no more questions.

I hastily convicted Dongjun and will be executed the next day..."

After finishing these things, her face became uncontrollably serious, and there was a hint of warning in her words: "Although I don't know what kind of grudge you and Dongjun have in private, but you never do things without aim. I don't know either.

Regardless of what other outrageous things you have done, but when you look at Dongjun’s fate in front of you, you should know that the Emperor of Heaven will never be able to rub a grain of sand out of his eyes. Be careful that Dong Chuang’s incident happens and you are targeted by the Emperor of Heaven. If that happens, no one will be able to save you.

I can’t help you!”

It is not that she is afraid of being involved, but that she is worried that she will be liquidated by the Emperor of Heaven afterwards.

Zhiying felt her heart warm, but there were some things that were not suitable to be stated openly.

She coughed twice, raised her hand and turned it into a square handkerchief and came out to wipe her face gently. She smiled and joked: "You are one of the most cold and elegant goddesses in our heaven. At least pay attention. How can you talk to Xiaoyu?"

Is it like that? It’s so damaging to the image!”

Fu Ruo almost laughed angrily at her incoherent words and grimaced with difficulty.

"Stop changing the subject with me and let me tell you the real thing!"

"It seems like you won't let me go until I explain this matter clearly to you." Zhi Ying lowered her eyelashes as black as crow feathers and sighed quietly, "Okay, I'll tell the truth." Qiqi Ai Ai said,

"Actually, I was also ordered by others..." As he said this, he turned slightly sideways, raised his eyelashes, and looked in one direction.

Fu Rui followed her gaze and looked into the distance.

Surrounded by auspicious clouds and covered by colorful flowers, a corner of the majestic palace is revealed.

This corner alone made Fulida shocked, and she subconsciously refuted Ying Weaver's words.

"Impossible! With the current situation, how could he-"

Dong Jun's words, which meant that the Emperor of Heaven ignored the overall situation, flashed through his mind, and the rest of the words were choked in his throat.

At this time, Zhi Ying whispered in her ear: "Some ideas have come up for a long time, but it is not easy to make them justifiable."

Fu Rui looked back and met Zhi Ying's crystal clear eyes.

After these years of close contact, she knew very well that the person who could confront Dongjun in Lingxiao Palace and repeatedly gain the upper hand was that the person in front of her was by no means a weakling who could be manipulated.

Apart from the Emperor of Heaven, she really couldn't think of anyone else who could threaten her.

Is this the emperor that thousands of gods follow?

No wonder the gods embraced a new emperor, and Emperor Donghua turned a blind eye, and finally simply retreated into seclusion, not caring about worldly affairs...

Fu Rui was silent, gradually showing a look of disappointment and contempt.

Zhi Ying knew that the other party believed his words and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Rui has an upright nature. Let her be disappointed with the Emperor earlier so that she can better accept the irreversible replacement of the throne in the future.

Zhiying gave a few more instructions, and after sending off the lotus, he set up the Light of Breaking the Boundary and went straight to Jishi Mountain.

Stepping into the light and walking out again, you will see the yellow desert desert in front of you, leaving traces of the wind, just like an ascetic who has walked through decades of spring and autumn, lying on his back in the sky, tired.

This is not Jishi Mountain.

"You kept me waiting for a long time."

The red light in front of him disappeared, and a woman in mysterious clothes stood facing the wind, with a lingering anger lingering between her brows, as if she had discovered a stain that was difficult to ignore on the brilliant brocade.

She looked at Zhiying's face with a pair of glazed purple eyes, so meticulously that not even an eyelash was missed.

Zhiying pursed her lips, stopped to let her look at it, and quietly sent a message from the hand hidden in her wide sleeves.

It took a long time before the other party stopped looking at her, which could not be called polite, and then revealed a bit of disapproval and undisguised disgust: "It turns out we don't look very much alike."

The beauty I saw in that "catastrophe" overlapped with the person in front of me.

Yes, in terms of looks, she and Sijin don't look alike.

Speaking of which, the statue in Tiannv Temple is more like a statue of her than a brocade.

Just like a complete flower tree and a segment of a flower branch, the two give people different impressions.

Zhiying sighed secretly, but little did he know that her silence was a kind of careless provocation in Sijin's eyes.

This made Sijin's heart become more and more annoyed, and his words turned into a bone-chilling chill: "Why don't you speak? Do you feel that you are already a superior god and you don't bother to talk to me, the princess of the demon world?"

Zhiying shook his head slightly.

She never thought about seeing Sijin again. What she wanted to say had already been said by Sijin, who was hiding under the sea in front of Xiuyuan and eavesdropping when she was receiving the seven-life poisonous sting.

But it is a matter of loyalty to someone who has been entrusted by others. At least, Sijin must be stable until Ji Li comes.

However, since Sijin took the initiative to find her, he probably won't leave for a while, and most likely won't let her leave. Spending time with each other is another way.

She thought about it and said: "This place belongs to the heaven, why don't we talk about it in another place."

Sijin curled her lips, and her purple eyes swept across the endless golden sand: "Are you afraid that the gods and demons will not cross these eight hundred miles of quicksand?" As if he just wanted to ridicule her, before she could speak, he said again

, "I know what you are thinking. You want to trap me so that you can escape when Ji Li comes." At this point, he snorted, "Stop thinking about it. I have tried to intercept your summons. If he doesn't come back,

of!"

What a troublesome child.
Chapter completed!