An Miaoyi smiled and shook her head without saying anything. Feng Jinghong understood what she meant and snorted coldly:
"Still not leaving?"
"Thank you, Fairy An, and thank the Son of God for your kindness. I'll take my leave." Lei Wuji and the others nodded in succession and left in a hurry.
"Xianzi An, Your Highness the Emperor, we are also taking our leave." More than a dozen heroes from the human race also hurriedly stepped aside.
A few people felt particularly miserable. They had originally planned to exchange feelings with the young king of the ancient tribe, but who knew that a prince of heaven would appear halfway through.
When did An Miaoyi hook up with the Emperor? If you had such a background, you should have told me earlier...
Now they just hope that the Emperor will not anger them, otherwise their little power will really not be able to withstand his anger.
In Zixuan Pavilion, Feng Jinghong and An Miaoyi sat quietly next to each other.
This was the first time the two met. Feng Jinghong felt a little pity for An Miaoyi, a tragic woman.
In this world where the strong are respected, love is a very luxurious thing.
For many people, not to mention love, even life and freedom cannot be controlled by themselves.
In the original plot, Hua Yun flew to death and could not get rid of the big hand of darkness.
In order to catch up with Ye Fan's footsteps, Qin Yao was eager to practice, so she directly transformed into a Tao and died.
And to Ye Fan, she was just a ray of breeze in life, nothing was left after the slight cold.
An Miaoyi made a desperate move and placed her future on Ye Fan, but in the end she died.
He said: "If you fail to enter the Four Extremes, I will kill you."
But in fact, he chose dual cultivation to help that person heal his injuries, and even gave him the most precious Nirvana healing secret.
He said, "If you fail me, I will fall in the world of mortals until one day my pain and shame are washed away with blood."
In fact, when she found out that the person she chose climbed to the sky without hesitation, she chose to go far away to the Western Desert to see the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha.
But what she didn't know was that when the person she was thinking about looked back at Beidou on the other side of the starry sky, she was thinking of the brothers who fought together, and of the noble little moon of the ancient family, but she was not there.
Even if he dies in the end, what is left is not hatred, but the words "The fate of the mortal world is broken, see you on the road to immortality!"
Even when I died, I was still thinking about that person and didn't want him to feel sad or guilty because of me.
But what did she get from that person in her life?
Birth is really important. Even if some people give up their lives, the most they will get is a sigh.
And some people, even if they just express kindness, can be remembered by others for a lifetime.
Huo Lin'er showed her kindness to Ye Fan at first, but later took the side of Prince Yuan Gu. After the two of them died, she came back to befriend Ye Fan.
Even though she was so duplicitous, could someone say she was wrong? Didn't Ye Fan accept it readily?
To put it bluntly, it is still a matter of status. They are also all-rounded. If you are a princess, you are close to the people, and if you are a prostitute, you are called a prostitute.
The lower a person's status is, the more he likes a person with a high status.
For Feng Jinghong, this is not so important. No matter how noble your bloodline is, you cannot be as noble as me. No matter how powerful the forces behind you are, they cannot be as noble as me.
What he cares about is his mind.
Relying on a woman would never happen in Feng Jinghong. Even Ye Hei had to choose to marry the Wind Clan in order to seek protection.
But for Feng Jinghong now, he can do whatever he wants when it comes to his own feelings.
So many years of careful planning and step by step are not in vain.
A woman like An Miaoyi should not have such a miserable ending. In this life, it is up to me to protect her...
Dancing in the spring breeze overnight, An Miaoyi, as a prostitute, can be called the three pearls of the Eastern Wasteland along with the Yaochi Saint and the Demon Princess. Naturally, she has unique strengths in other places.
Feng Jinghong felt like she was floating in the clouds all night. The feeling was indescribable.
When the morning light faded, An Miaoyi opened her eyes. There was no one around her, only a piece of green fairy gold.
Thinking of the madness last night, an intoxicating smile appeared on her lips...
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Coming to Zishan again, Feng Jinghong felt a little emotional.
The holy land of thousands of ancient tribes, the base left by the Immortal Emperor to himself, has been occupied by others.
Just wait, my return is not far away...
With Kunpeng, the quasi-emperor, and the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar, there is basically no danger for him here.
The two of them walked all the way and came to an ancient palace full of coffins.
This is the Hall of Heroes, the resting place of the eight divine generals.
Those buried here are at least ancestors who have made great military exploits for the Immortal Dynasty. Otherwise, they would not be qualified to have the Immortal Emperor set up a plaque for them.
Feng Jinghong respectfully placed a stick of incense in front of the tablet, and then asked Kunpeng: "Have you found it?"
Kunpeng nodded, and then suddenly stretched out his claws in a certain direction.
"Roar!" A horrifying roar sounded, and the red whirlwind brought a cold and evil aura, but it was all in vain under the quasi-emperor's magical power.
A creature covered in red hair was grabbed out by Kunpeng. It struggled in vain and cast a vicious look at Feng Jinghong.
"Your Highness, what is this?"
Kunpeng frowned. Even with his experience, he had never seen such a vile and evil creature. It had no thoughts and was full of evil thoughts, but it was still very powerful.
"The fifth generation Yuantian Master, Zhang Lin!"
Feng Jinghong's tone was very cold.
It was this person who stole him from Guhuang Mountain and gave him to Yaochi as a gift.
"Ouch!" The red-haired creature kept struggling. As he roared, the coffins in the hall began to shake, and the remains of the eight divine generals actually began to revive.
"Your Highness, they are turning into ghosts!"
Feng Jinghong sighed: "Burn it!"
Kunpeng responded, and the quasi-emperor's magic power unfolded, blazing true fire surged, and all the ancient corpses burned, and they were completely burned in just a few moments.
Feng Jinghong silently recited a scripture about the past life, and then looked at Zhang Lin with even colder eyes.
Here are the people who once followed the Immortal Emperor's branch. For me, they are all worthy of respect.
Zhang Lin, a thief, not only used himself as a gift to please women, but also desecrated the bodies of these dead generals.
If I don’t want you to cry with regret, I, Feng Jinghong, will write my name upside down!
"Walk!"
The two left the Hall of Valor and started searching in several nearby temples.
Once Feng Jinghong opened his eyes, no hidden place could escape his detection.
Soon he found what he was looking for.
This is a piece of divine source that is as tall as a person. It was buried deep in the ground. Feng Jinghong grabbed it up.
I saw a slim woman sealed inside, her eyes closed tightly, lacking in life, like a dead corpse.
But Feng Jinghong knew that she was still alive. This was Zhang Lin's old lover and the former saint of the Yaochi Holy Land - Yang Yi!
"Let her go!" At this moment, a hoarse voice came.
Feng Jinghong looked back and saw that it was Zhang Lin who was being held by Kunpeng. He actually regained his consciousness at this moment and was looking at him with great hatred.
It could be seen that he was in pain, and the struggle in his eyes fully demonstrated how difficult it was for him to maintain his clarity, but he held on forcefully and stared at Feng Jinghong.