Just as the whole Tong'an was in a catastrophe, Zhao Feiyue was once again trapped in a dream.

It is still the familiar Nine Heavens, and it is still the distant Luoyeyuan.

Red flowers are everywhere, fallen leaves are colorful, Zhao Feiyue... No, at that time she was still called Nu Feiyue, she snuggled gently in Yu Chengfeng's arms, and the two looked at the bright red sunset in the distance, the sunset was everywhere, and the setting sun was like fire. The red clouds spreading from afar seemed to wrap and melt them. The figures of the two were stretched out under the sunset and blended tightly.

Nu Feiyue was so obsessed with her. After a long time, she said softly: "Parent Lord, will we continue like this?"

Yu Chengfeng gently hugged Nu Feiyue, and the two of them rubbed their ears. He whispered: "The sun sets one day, the moon has a moment of disappearance, the autumn leaves have a time to return to their roots, and the flowers have a moment of withering, but we will never be separated."

Nu Feiyue raised her head and looked at the man in front of her. She gently stretched out her hand to caress his thin chin and whispered: "It's a bit pricked."

Yu Chengfeng used his chin to remove the delicate and tender skin of Zanu Feiyue as snow-white tofu. He smiled and said, "It's still tying your face... I'm going to sting your heart even later."

Nu Feiyue giggled and twisted her body to dodge: "Party Master, I don't want it. Nu Nu knew that he was wrong. Nu Nu dared not. It's so itchy. Don't prick it, don't prick it!"

Her laughter was like a spirit bird, breaking through the sky.

But at this moment, the scene suddenly changed instantly, setting sun, falling leaves, red flowers, and lovers disappeared in an instant, replaced by the huge majestic Zijin Xiyang Palace!

Nu Feiyue knelt on the ground, her eyes were empty, like a walking corpse and wooden doll.

Sun Xiyan stood in front of Nu Feiyue, and a finger pressed against Nu Feiyue's forehead, and a strand of golden silk fairy power slowly retracted from her fingertips.

Beside Sun Xiyan, the Tianhe Divine Sword wandered around her vigilantly and slowly, like a loyal guard.

Sun Xiyan stared at Nu Feiyue with cold eyes. Her voice was cold and deeply hatred: "Answer me, who do you hate the most?"

Nu Feiyue replied blankly: "Yu Chengfeng..."

Sun Xiyan: "Then what do you want to do after you go to the world?"

Nu Feiyue's voice was dull, like a mechanical one: "The reincarnation of Yu Chengfeng..."

Sun Xiyan nodded slowly, and with her hand, the Tianhe Divine Sword appeared in her palm in an instant. Sun Xiyan handed the Tianhe Divine Sword to Nu Feiyue, but before handing it over, she asked coldly: "Who am I?"

Nu Feiyue said blankly: "Master...you are the master."

Sun Xiyan looked very strange, with both pleasure, anger and hatred. She raised her head and laughed: "Yes, remember your identity, you will always be a lowly slut!"

Nu Feiyue repeated blankly: "Nu Nu is a lowly slut!"

A fierce light flashed in Sun Xiyan's eyes, and she slapped Nu Feiyue's head with a palm. In an instant, Nu Feiyue turned into a golden light, passing through the Zijin Xiyang Palace, falling all the way, and heading towards the world of the Nine-level world.

Sun Xiyan stood in front of the steps of Zijin Xiyang Palace, looking down at the falling Nu Feiyue with a high apology. She smiled angrily and happily: "Yu Chengfeng! You betrayed me, you betrayed the entire Nine Heavens! Now, I want you to taste it, what does it feel like to betrayed and killed by the person you love the most! Hahahahahahahaha!"

Sun Xiyan's laughter was like a turbulent wave, thundering, spreading from the Zijin Xiyang Palace, shaking away countless rolling clouds and frightening countless birds in the distance.

Nu Feiyue's body was wrapped in golden light. She curled up in a ball and fell quickly until she hit the palace of the Daqi Palace. A crisp and loud baby cry suddenly sounded!

At this time, Nu Feiyue... At this time, she should have called Zhao Feiyue. She suddenly opened her eyes in Tong'an City. Pictures after scenes in the dream poured into her mind like a tide, stirring her previous clear memories into a mess.

She vaguely remembers the fallen leaves with red flowers everywhere and colorful fallen leaves. She vaguely remembers the warm embrace, but she just can't remember the person's appearance. But she clearly remembers Sun Xiyan's appearance and every word Sun Xiyan said.

The mission deeply imprinted in her soul made her confused and confused eyes calm down again. When her eyes focused again, she saw a woman curled up next to her in disheveled clothes and was filled with spring.

Of course she recognized this woman, she was the most famous beautiful chef in Tong'an City.

Looking in front of me, there were two soldiers with shock, greed and fear in their eyes. One of them was carrying his pants and showing his ugly appearance.

Zhao Feiyue understood all this in an instant!

Zhao Feiyue glanced at them coldly. This gaze was exactly the same as Sun Xiyan's gaze. It was a gaze that looked down at the ant. With a wave of her hand, the two soldiers were slapped on the wall like flies and could not move.

Zhao Feiyue didn't look at them anymore, and turned her head out of the inner room. As soon as she arrived at the outer room, Zhao Feiyue was stunned for a moment when she saw it. She stared blankly at the old woman who was lying on the ground and her head was bleeding, a little swaying.

Zhao Feiyue, who was separated from her senior sister, was wandering aimlessly in Tong'an City. She wanted to taste the delicious food in this restaurant, but she was unwilling to live with those secular people on the first floor. So she found the home of the famous beautiful chef in Tong'an City.

"Auntie, I heard that your daughter is the chef of the Sun restaurant, right?"

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"Yes, yes, this girl looks so handsome. You can tell at a glance that she is not a mortal." The old woman was very enthusiastic, and she held Zhao Feiyue's hand with a smile, looked up and down, sighing.

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"Hey, my daughter, it's not easy to walk outside alone. Otherwise, I'll take a rest at my old house for a night?" After dinner, the old woman smiled and persuaded Zhao Feiyue who was about to leave.

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Zhao Feiyue, who grew up in the palace, has never tasted this kind of warmth. Although she is the emperor's pearl in her eye, she has never been hugged by her father once, nor has she ever felt any warm feelings in this huge palace.

What she felt was always all kinds of fear, envy, jealousy and hatred.

Even her father, when he was looking at her, he seemed to be looking at a powerful weapon to protect the country and a rare treasure!

However, the old woman who had only one night's relationship made her feel warm.

But this warmth is so short!

Zhao Feiyue held the Tianhe Divine Sword in her hand tightly, and anger began to roll out in her eyes. She stretched out her hand and grabbed her five fingers. There was a sudden thud in the inner room. Two soldiers were pinched like watermelons and their heads were splattered everywhere.

The beautiful chef screamed in fear, curled up desperately, nestled tightly in the corner of the wall, tears in his eyes.

Zhao Feiyue glanced at her, her lips twitched for a moment, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to speak. She finally swallowed the words back, and then she walked to the door and gently pushed the door open.

The screams, howlings, screams, roars, crying, begging for mercy and other sounds outside were mixed with crackling burning sounds, slapped at Zhao Feiyue, a woman who grew up in the deep palace like an angry wave.

A nightmare-like hell was bloody and uncovered in front of Zhao Feiyue!
Chapter completed!