Perhaps using the so-called love at first sight to describe Liu Huai's feelings for Fan Xinrou is a bit overstated, but Liu Huai was indeed attracted by Fan Xinrou's mature charm.
What's more, because of the resistance in the other party's heart, there is an extremely strong desire to conquer.
However, even a born emperor like Liu Huai cannot make all the women in the world fall in love with him.
He didn't even bother to make the kind of cowardly move that would force someone into trouble and add insult to injury, and it was even more impossible for him to accept a woman who still had the shadow of another man in her heart.
Although it is said that falling flowers are deliberately flowing and ruthless, Liu Huai is Liu Huai, aloof and indifferent.
In terms of emotions, perhaps no one except Zixuan can really influence him.
Liu Huai stared deeply at Fan Xinrou, his slightly frowned brows slowly smoothed out, and then he turned his gaze away without mercy and looked at the young man lying on the ground, dying like a dead dog.
The next moment, the emperor's energy surged out and wanted to directly execute Wang Feng.
Seeing this, Fan Xinrou did not plead with Liu Huai anymore. She had always been a woman who dared to love and hate. She said that Wang Feng in her heart was dead and there would never be any lingering feelings in her heart.
It's just that she really doesn't want to kill the other person with her own hands, that's all.
"Sister Xiaorou..."
A weak murmur suddenly sounded in Fan Xinrou's ears, causing the woman's beautiful eyes to freeze for an instant.
"Your Highness!"
The emperor's aura paused slightly, Liu Huai's eyebrows were lowered, and his expression was cold.
"Can you let me take a good look at him one last time?"
Liu Huai did not respond, but his mighty imperial aura never dropped.
Seeing this, Fan Xinrou quickly expressed gratitude: "Thank you, Your Highness!"
Then she walked to Wang Feng's side, slowly squatted down, and stared closely at the face that felt both familiar and unfamiliar to her.
"Sister Xiaorou..."
Wang Feng murmured, his hoarse voice revealing endless weakness and helplessness.
"I am listening."
Fan Xinrou lowered her eyes and said calmly.
There was no longer the concern and tenderness in his tone, only a slight indifference and indifference.
Wang Feng suddenly grinned, revealing two rows of blood-stained teeth.
"You go to die with me!"
His smile instantly became particularly ferocious and terrifying, and his cold voice was filled with endless madness and hysteria.
The hell red fire mastiff jumped out from Wang Fengmei's heart, facing the rising storm, it opened its bloody mouth and bit the woman's head.
Fan Xinrou, as a saint of the Beast Controlling Sect, naturally reacted very quickly.
A light red flame suddenly surged out of her delicate body to protect her whole body, but she didn't expect to be swallowed up instantly by the hell-red fire mastiff, causing her expression to turn pale.
And the bloody mouth surging with regional demonic fire was right in front of her, and it could bite her head and even the upper half of her body into pieces in the next second.
At such a close distance and in such a short time, even Fan Sichu had no time to rescue him, and his expression changed drastically.
Buzz...
A strong golden light bloomed instantly. At that moment, Fan Xinrou felt as if she was in a trance, and everything around her became extremely blurry.
When all the scenes became clear again, Fan Xinrou was shocked to find that she was standing next to her grandfather Fan Sichu. Looking up, she saw a dignified figure wearing royal robes standing in her original position.
The terrifying power of the emperor burst out, causing the mountains to shake and the earth to tremble, wiping out Wang Feng and the hellish red fire mastiff, leaving no bones left.
Fan Xinrou stared at the back shrouded in the dazzling imperial glory. She did not expect that His Highness's indifference would actually save her, who had repeatedly rejected His Highness and defied His Majesty's will.
In an instant, the woman remembered the unrealistic thoughts that suddenly appeared in her mind when she just walked out of the prince's palace, and connected them with His Highness's unusual attitude and behavior towards her. She couldn't help but feel slightly absent-minded for a moment, and her mood was complicated.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...
When everything returned to calm, Fan Sichu quickly knelt down on one knee and said respectfully and with great gratitude: "I would like to thank Your Highness for your kindness."
At this time, Fan Sichu was really scared, as his only granddaughter almost died!
Our Beast Taming Dao Sect treated Wang Feng well. Not only did we pass on the Great Emperor Taming Scripture to him, but we also promised him the position of sect leader early on.
Xiaorou has always been obsessed with him and has a deep affection for him. Even if Daozong feels ashamed of him this time, how can he bear to kill Xiaorou!
Liu Huai turned around slowly, his aura gradually dissipating, his face expressionless.
At this time, Fan Xinrou, who had been staring at Liu Huai absentmindedly, suddenly trembled.
She saw a pair of extremely indifferent pupils, and caught a hint of complete disappointment in them.
For some reason, her heart suddenly twitched at this moment.
Bitter?
Lost?
Fan Xinrou didn't quite understand the feeling, but felt an inexplicable sting.
boom!
The Heavenly Emperor's chariot hanging horizontally above the nine heavens suddenly shone brightly, with nine horses neighing, and a stream of Emperor's light shone down to guide Zixuan and others into the Heavenly Emperor's chariot.
Liu Huai's handsome figure also gradually disappeared in the overwhelming imperial light.
From beginning to end, he never said a word, and all the emotions in his heart disappeared.
No more nostalgia.
"Eh-er..."
The sky is filled with rays of light, and even in this dark night, the auspicious clouds are still so dazzling and gorgeous, gradually fading away.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
Looking at the Emperor of Heaven's chariot going further and further away, Fan Xinrou felt an impulse suddenly surge in his heart for some unknown reason, and he couldn't help but shout.
But... no one responded.
Fan Xinrou slowly knelt down on the ground, slowly kowtowed in the direction of the Emperor's chariot, and murmured:
"Your Highness's kindness, Xin Rou... cannot be repaid."