Si Xueyi's body was pressed against the palace door, and pieces of white paper were pasted on his face.
He was severely injured, suffocated instantly, and his life began to drain away.
The Sand of Reincarnation hidden deep inside Si Xueyi's body seemed to sense that the host was getting closer to death, and it glowed with blood-red light in an attempt to desperately break free.
Buzz buzz!
When the sand of samsara shook, some ripples appeared in the calm pool in the Moon Watching Hall.
This is an ancient pool of divine embers. It was a residual miracle after the confrontation between divine powers, and it still retains the afterglow of divine powers.
It is called Lingyuan, it is mysterious and extraordinary, profound and endless, you can see the sky and subdue the earth, and it is the ancestral place of all the holy bloodlines in the Qianqiu Holy Land.
Under the deep pool water, there is a mysterious and unknown space.
When ripples appeared in Lingyuan Pond, Yue Bingyun's expression did not change, and an imperceptible nervousness flashed deep in his eyes.
Whoosh!
She waved her hand violently, and the white paper on Si Xueyi's face floated out. With a sway, he also fell down from the wall.
"Hoo ho!"
After Si Xueyi landed, his face was as pale as paper and he was panting heavily.
It hurts, it hurts so much!
Even the body of a divine dragon cannot bear it.
The most terrifying thing was that the suffocating feeling of approaching death made Si Xueyi feel unprecedented fear.
He seemed to have returned to nine hundred years ago, the horror and surprise of being shot by Dragon's Sigh, and the endless pain after being betrayed.
Yue Bingyun, what have you experienced?
Would you be so wary of strangers?
Si Xueyi looked up and saw severe pain all over his body, but the look he looked at Yue Bingyun didn't show any reproach.
Nine hundred years ago, Yue Da, the head of the family, looked down upon the so-called elegant people and had to teach them a lesson.
But far from being as angry as before, the cold and cruel killing intent was even more chilling.
Phew!
Si Xueyi coughed a few times and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.
Yue Bingyun noticed that the ripples on Lingyuan Pond were no longer vibrating, and then her eyes fell on Si Xueyi and said coldly: "Si Xueyi, what are you going to do?"
Si Xueyi struggled to get up and said, "I have something that I want to show the leader."
Yue Bingyun's eyes flashed with a hint of ridicule, and she said: "Do you have something to show me? I am embarrassed to expose you."
What the hell?
Si Xueyi opened her mouth, shocked.
Yue Bingyun's cold and beautiful face has a majesty that makes people dare not look directly at it. Even if she doesn't say a word, she can still feel unimaginable pressure.
Si Xueyi smiled bitterly in his heart, and then he understood why Holy Lord Yanmiao had been advising him to be cautious.
Yan Miao was really afraid that he would be beaten to death by the leader.
"In the three-level assessment of the Holy Court, you made a high-profile statement and brought two peerless women to the hospital. You have been the only one in the Holy Court for hundreds of years."
"I have known for a long time that you are a prodigal, a lecherous thief, and a self-proclaimed libertine. But I didn't expect you to be so bold. After all, I am also your nominal master. Look at my gaze.
How respectful, how serious, who will give you the courage!"
Yue Bingyun's shout caused the temperature in the hall to drop sharply.
In Wangyue Hall, she is the god of this world, and as long as she has a thought, she will make people boundlessly afraid.
Her words were as shocking as the power of God.
Si Xueyi didn't have any fear, but when faced with this question, she really couldn't give an answer.
I felt bitter for a while.
What you say makes sense and is completely irrefutable.
Each and every one of these little saints looked at their master with distressed and tender eyes. They were nothing more than prodigal sons.
A look of disdain flashed in Yue Bingyun's beautiful eyes, and she said calmly: "Si Xueyi, you don't think that you can win my eyes with your meager beauty, do you?"
Si Xueyi felt unhappy and said, "That's absolutely not what I meant."
Yue Bingyun said coldly: "Your eyes can't deceive anyone."
Si Xueyi was going crazy. She clenched her fingers in her sleeves and defended herself: "I..."
But when I opened my mouth, I didn’t know how to say it.
What's the justification?
You and I have not seen each other for nine hundred years. How could I hide even a little bit of my guilt and longing for you?
Yue Bingyun looked indifferent and raised her eyes and said: "You don't have to defend yourself. There are countless people in the past nine hundred years who claim to be romantic and talented people, but have the same idea as you. I have never even looked at them."
"I haven't found out yet who sent you here. But no matter who sent you, no matter what his background is, your life will be killed in one thought."
Si Xueyi shuddered. He felt that the other party was not joking at all.
Yue Bingyun said expressionlessly: "You should be lucky that your life is still of some use to me, otherwise you would have been dead just now."
Si Xueyi said seriously: "What do you think, sir? Si Xueyi neither dares nor wants to argue, but I do have something for you to see."
Regardless, he took out the Kirin Jade Pendant from the storage bag.
Without this unicorn jade pendant, in Yue Bingyun's eyes, I would be a lustful person, and everything I said would be wrong.
Not even mentioning it, the tenderness, longing and guilt that could not be hidden in his eyes made the other person feel disgusted.
But just as Si Xueyi's hand was about to move, his hand was controlled by an invisible force and was completely unable to move.
The veins on the back of his hands bulged, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was of no use.
Damn it!
Si Xueyi was extremely anxious, but still couldn't break free. He looked at Yue Bingyun with helplessness in his eyes.
Then he quickly touched the storage bag with his other hand and clicked. As soon as he raised his left hand, it was directly twisted by an invisible force.
Si Xueyi's facial features were distorted in pain, and there was finally a hint of grievance in his eyes.
With an almost begging look, he looked at Yue Bingyun, who was sitting upright with an indifferent expression.
Why!
Nine hundred years of longing and pain, and unspeakable guilt and regret rest in my heart.
Why can't you give me a chance to explain clearly?
I am not a heartless person!
That tender night was gone and never came back, which was not my intention.
I also have unspeakable pain, I also have unspeakable grievances and pain.
Even if I wake up again nine hundred years later, no one can tell me the sorrow and pain in my heart.
Yue Bingyun said calmly from above: "Am I sure you can show it to me?"
Si Xueyi covered her left hand and gritted her teeth and said, "Then I ask the leader to give me a chance."
Yue Bingyun's face turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "You are really brave, okay, I will give you this opportunity. I will use your cultivation level to get you to three steps closer to me, I promise you, see
Let’s see what you bring out.”
“It’s a deal!”
Si Xueyi stood up suddenly. Regardless of the pain, he twisted his right hand hard, and with the sound of bones dislocating, he forcefully pulled his left hand back.
This scene made Yue Bingyun's eyes flash with surprise before he took the position, and he seemed to be moved.
After Si Xueyi moved her hands and feet, she took a deep breath, jumped into the air and rushed forward.
Yue Bingyun sat in front of the table, and her white jade slender and flawless fingers tapped lightly on the table.
Boom!
Along with the crisp sound, a spiritual light bloomed on the table.
The next moment, among the white papers scattered on the ground, a piece of white paper flew up. The ink on the paper condensed and turned into an ink figure that stopped in front of Si Xueyi.
roll!
Si Xueyi's eyes burst out with a sharp edge, and he directly used the body of the divine dragon, clenched his five fingers and punched out.
There was a loud bang, and the fist filled with electric light violently smashed the figure into pieces, and ink splashed in all directions.
Rub rub rub!
Si Xueyi was in the air, taking half a step without stopping.
When I was exhausted, a lotus flower bloomed under my feet. I stepped on it gently and my body flew into the sky again.
Regardless of his injuries, he continued to rampage all the way, with terrifying electric light shining all over his body.
Bang bang bang!
With splashes of ink, Si Xueyi advanced all the way and came within ten steps of Yue Bingyun.
Nine steps, eight steps, seven steps, six steps...four steps.
Done!
Si Xueyi's eyes flashed with joy. He was within four steps of Yue Bingyun, only one step away.
From such a close distance, he could see the moon ice clouds more clearly.
She still looked like she did in the dream, and even if she was shocked, he would still be deeply in love with her.
Time is heavy and time is ruthless. Nine hundred years will not change my heart.
But there was no emotion in Yue Bingyun's eyes. She even saw a hint of disgust and disgust in the smile on Si Xueyi's face.
"You are so disgusting."
Yue Bingyun said lightly, but Si Xueyi, who was in the air, couldn't take another step.
Before he could react, Yue Bingyun raised her brows slightly, and the coldness in her eyes broke out fiercely.
Bang!
Si Xueyi was thrown away by the terrifying force. This time, he was seriously injured. Si Xueyi fainted in mid-air.
Just as he was about to hit the palace door again, the palace door was opened from the outside.
Saint Lord Yanmiao broke in. She was shocked when she saw the scene in front of her, and she couldn't help but take Si Xueyi into her arms.
"Not dead."
Saint Lord Yanmiao checked Si Xueyi's breath and found that he was still alive, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
But soon, her mood became tense, and she noticed extremely unkind eyes from her superiors.
Yue Bingyun asked coldly: "Who allowed you to come in?"
Saint Lord Yanmiao was so frightened that he didn't know what to say, and said: "I am the first one... Yanmiao was worried about the safety of the first one, so she rashly broke into Wangyue Palace."
As she spoke, she noticed something was wrong and quickly released Si Xueyi from her arms.
"If you want to hug me, just hold me for a little longer."
Yue Bingyun said lightly, and then stood up suddenly, which made Holy Lord Yanmiao's pupils shrink.
Whoosh!
Yue Bingyun stretched out her hand, and the green writing brush hanging on the shelf fell into her right hand.
Holy Lord Yanmiao was completely frightened. It was the first Biluo Xianhao pen, which had unimaginable terrifying power.
Over the years, she has never seen the first seat used.
The moment the Biluo Xianhao was held by Yue Bingyun, a bright and holy light immediately bloomed, and extraordinary energy overflowed from it and flew everywhere.
The fairy hair on the tip of the pen is shining brightly, and countless Taoist rhymes and holy brilliance are born from the air and linger towards the tip of the pen.
Saint Lord Yanmiao's face was pale, this was the pressure of the ten great Saint Lords under the imperial realm.
Both are Saint Lords, but the difference in strength between the two is greater than the difference between Yun Ni.
She was so frightened that she didn't know what to do, with a look of regret in her eyes, but she still stopped in front of Si Xueyi without hesitation.
Holy Lord Yanmiao begged: "The first one."
"roll!"
Yue Bingyun waved her left hand and slapped away Holy Lord Yanmiao.