In just a moment, hundreds of people died in the God King's Mansion, dying in the soul-sacrifice death formation.
Lin Feng and Wang Qinghong were quite embarrassed. The bamboo hat on Wang Qinghong's head disappeared at some point, revealing a bruised nose and swollen face, which made them very embarrassed.
"Ye Qingge, that bastard, knew that the God King's Mansion was in danger, but he escaped alone." Lin Feng gritted his teeth, "Baili Qingfeng is really not a human being."
Wang Qinghong clenched his fists with both hands, and his voice seemed to pop out from the depths of his throat, harsh and hoarse: "Night-light-song!"
"Your Excellency Nan, what should I do? Am I going to die here?" Wang Qinghong was afraid of death.
He is the eldest son of the royal family. He has enjoyed endless glory and wealth in his life. He was young and in his prime. How could he die here?
No! Absolutely not.
In the spiritual world, Nan Youluo didn't seem to hear Wang Qinghong's words. Her soul was in a trance, and traces of sadness lingered around her. The pain made her feel like she was struggling to death.
Nan Youluo smiled bitterly and said mockingly: "It's really too much. You let Feng Qi live, but you want me to die here. How can you... be so cruel!"
Nan Youluo's hysterical ferocious twisting, resentment, and rage filled her soul.
She and the God King were childhood sweethearts. When she was in her mother's womb, the six-year-old God King pointed at her mother's swollen belly and said, "I want the baby inside."
The mother teased: "What if it's a boy?"
The little god king's eyes were as bright as gems, "Young boy, can't you live your whole life?"
In this way, the whole room was speechless and speechless.
Later, when Nan Youluo was born, the little god king took good care of her.
Nan Youluo bit her finger and asked, "Brother God King, why are you so nice to me? The sisters next to me are all jealous."
"Aluo is my little wife." The Little God King kissed her on the cheek.
Nan Youluo grinned and giggled non-stop.
The little god king said that when Aluo grows up, he will marry her and return home.
A Luo was born to enjoy a blessed life and was born to be her wife.
He intertwined a beautiful dream that she had been looking forward to for more than ten years.
She waited and waited, waiting to grow up and marry her god-king brother.
However, when she grew up, her god-king brother followed the woman named Fengqi.
She killed people like crazy, so the god-king brother chanted sutras and saved her.
She had no regular meals all day long, so he washed his hands and made soup.
He wrote poems for him and played the piano and flute for her. All the poetic and picturesque scenes were for her.
Nan Youluo went to ask, pulling on the sleeve of the God King, holding back the pain and tears, and asked humbly: "Brother God King, when will you marry me?"
"Aluo, if you joke about it as a child, don't take it seriously."
"Aluo, Qi'er is your sister-in-law, don't blame her."
"Aluo, when I met Qi'er, I knew that this is life. When I close my eyes, everything is covered with mist, moon and scorching sun. It's her Feng Qi."
"..."
His ruthless words, every word were like a sword suddenly thrust into Nan Youluo's body.
He wants to marry Feng Qi, but what about her? Who is she?
What she has been waiting for for more than ten years is an empty dream?
She clutched the sleeves of the God King tightly and refused to let him go. She lowered her head and shed tears, "Brother God King, A Luo...A Luo can be my concubine."
"But, Qi'er, she only hopes to be one and the same for the rest of her life." The God King said cruelly.
"A Luo, in this life, I have failed you in the end. You will meet your beloved."
"..."
ah--
Why!
Brother God King, why don’t you want me anymore?
What did Aluo do poorly?
Does Brother God King like that girl who kills people? Ah Luo can kill people too.
Nanyou Luotian really thought that when she turned into Fengqi, the God King would fall in love with her again.
She went to kill people, and she went to find the God King with her broken limbs in her arms. "Brother God King, look, Aluo can kill people too. Why don't you leave? Aluo can kill many people."
But she...
Saw it...
The God King looked frightened.
The God King looked at her covered in blood with fear.
"A Luo, how could you do such a thing! How could you do this! You are no longer the same A Luo you used to be."
He waved his sleeves and left, stumbling away.
That's... running away.
He is afraid of her.
Nan Youluo fell into a pool of blood, with two lines of clear tears falling down her face.
Why? Did she not kill enough people? Or something was wrong.
Later, she saw Feng Qi slashing hundreds of people in anger, drinking strong wine and sitting on a branch, looking carefree and uninhibited.
The God King sat cross-legged and began to chant sutras for salvation.
Feng Qi glanced sideways at the God King and snorted coldly: "You have such a stupid brain, you will die when you die, why are you so pretentious?"
After the God King finished reciting the sutra, he opened his eyes and looked at Feng Qi with deep affection and no regrets. "Buddha said that if your hands are stained with blood, you will go to hell. I don't want you to go to hell. We should go to heaven together."
Feng Qi stopped drinking and said, "Idiot, what's so good about heaven? If I don't go to hell, who will?"
Nan Youluo's eyes widened in horror.
Why isn't Brother God King afraid of her going to hell?
She returned home alone and could never forget the deep love of the God King.
Bad guy, Fengqi, the bad guy, snatched away the God King’s brother.
Is it true that Brother God King will come back only after Fengqi dies?
Isn’t it...
Once the seeds fall to the ground, they will quickly take root and sprout, like a demonic barrier that is out of control and unstoppable.
The blood-colored fog quietly filled the air in the middle of the night.
Thorn flowers grow slowly on Naihe Bridge.
In the green plain, in just a moment, all living things withered, leaving only the cracked loess.
——
God's Palace.
The magma was boiling hot, and Wang Qinghong kept shouting and fell into Nan Youluo's fugue.
"Your Excellency Nan, our lives are connected, please help me escape." Wang Qinghong said urgently.
Nan Youluo came back to his senses and said, "The Lin Feng beside you has a rare physique. I wanted to keep him until the end, but it seems that now I can only use his blood and bones to sacrifice him to me."
"Your Excellency Nan, do you want...Lin Feng's life?" Wang Qinghong's voice trembled.
"There is only one way to go now. If not, you and I will both be burned in the God King's Mansion." Nan Youluo said ruthlessly and coldly.
Wang Qinghong looked at Lin Feng complicatedly.
"Brother Wang, you run away first, and I'll see if I can stop the magma." Lin Feng said.
Wang Qinghong pursed his lips tightly, the lava at the tip of his eyes became hotter and hotter, death was so close, and Wang Qinghong, who was afraid of death, could not wait any longer.
"Brother Lin, are you willing to die for me?"
"Brother Wang, what are you talking about? My life belongs to you."
After Lin Feng finished speaking, he saw Wang Qinghong suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Lin Feng's neck and lifted Lin Feng high.
"Then...just go and die." Wang Qinghong's voice was twisted and hoarse.
Lin Feng subconsciously clasped Wang Qinghong's hand with both hands, extremely puzzled.
"Lin Feng, don't worry. I can only escape by sacrificing your body to Mr. Nan. But don't worry. I will take care of your parents, brothers and sisters. With the protection of the palace, they will live a good life. I have wronged you."