Feeling the discomfort in his neck, Beichen reacted and his eyes instantly filled with gold.
"You lied to me?!"
"I'm sorry, Beichen!" Zi Tong frowned and looked at him, "When you think of everything in the future, you will understand that I did this all because of you. There is no one in this world who loves you more than me."
"You're lying." Beichen roared angrily and reached out to grab her, but his hands refused to obey him and his whole body fell backwards.
Gritting her teeth and cruelly not looking at him again, Zi Tong flew up, rushed over, picked up Weiyang from the ground, spread her wings of light, and soared into the sky.
"Mr. Dean!"
The men rushed over.
Beichen fell to the ground and watched the purple-eyed figure rushing into the sky. In addition to the cold anger in his pair of golden eyes, there was also a deep look of disappointment.
"Catch her..." he roared angrily, "Kill her!"
Holding Wei Yang and rushing into the air, Zi Tong bit her lips as she listened to his voice coming from the ground.
"Beichen, wait for me, I will come back and save you!"
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Thirty miles outside Ziwei City, there is a dilapidated ruined courtyard.
A figure fell silently, and the faint moonlight reflected the figure.
Slender and graceful, she is a woman, wearing a dark dress, with long braids hanging down her back.
"How?" A man's voice came from inside the dilapidated house.
The woman walked outside the door and said, "Reply to the master, Zi Tong saved Weiyang and left. Beichen has now given an order for everyone to hunt down the two of them and kill them without mercy."
"Very good." The man laughed softly, "Now, you can go too."
"Where does the master want me to go?" the woman asked.
"Go to Beichen and surrender to him. Don't let him find Zi Tong before I come back." The man's tone was cold, "Don't play tricks. You have to remember that in this world, the only person who can let you live is
Me, not Beichen."
A purple light suddenly overflowed from the woman's chest. In the dark night, the purple light was still obvious even though she was wearing clothes. It could be clearly seen that it was the trace of a crown.
The woman's body was shaken violently, and she knelt on the ground.
The light from the hole under the broken door illuminated her face. This woman was none other than Yan Hui, one of the three kings and queens of the former Star Hall.
There was an obvious knife mark on her neck. At this time, the knife mark had scabbed over and was sawing like a black worm on her neck. It looked extremely disgusting.
"Yan Hui doesn't dare."
"Go ahead."
"yes!"
Yan Hui stood up, turned around and disappeared into the night.
There was a soft sound of footsteps, the damaged wooden door creaked open, and a tall man stepped out of the threshold with heavy steps.
"cough!"
His chest heaved violently, and he coughed uncontrollably. Blood immediately spurted out of his throat, hitting the ground and splashing away.
"Beichen, I will not lose to you. I want to show everyone in the sky and on the earth that only I... am the strongest. They are all wrong, wrong!"
He roared angrily and slammed his palms on the door frame.
The wooden house collapsed, the candle fell to the ground, igniting the shabby curtain, and the flames immediately burst into flames.
The tall figure of the man was reflected by the fire, as well as his handsome face. The outline of his facial features was actually somewhat similar to Beichen's.
call!
A pair of golden wings suddenly spread out behind him, the wings vibrated, and the man's figure immediately rushed into the night sky.