"So the door to becoming emperor will soon open?" Ximenyu asked.
"Yes, there are about ten days left," the middle-aged man responded.
"Oh, okay."
After Ximenyu chatted with the middle-aged man for three days, he finally saw Zheng Qingyi.
"Qingyi." Ximen Yu said overjoyed.
Zheng Qingyi completely ignored Ximen Yu, acting as if she didn't see Ximen Yu being extremely cold. Moreover, her coldness was not pretended, it was indeed cold to the core.
"Qingyi, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been such a bastard and left you. Just stop being angry and come back with me, okay?"
Zheng Qingyi's face was expressionless. After finding a place to sit down, she became indifferent.
Ximenyu followed behind and continued to persuade: "Qingyi, have you forgotten the six years we spent in the uninhabited valley? Have you forgotten the bet between us? We finally entered the emperor's class, no need
You can reach the emperor level in a few years. There is really no need to make fun of your own life just because you are angry with me, okay?"
Ximen Yu spoke sincerely and tried hard to persuade, but Zheng Qingyi was still not moved at all.
Ximen Yu knew Zheng Qingyi's character, like water when she was gentle, and like iron when she was strong, so he was secretly worried about what method he should use to make her change his mind.
"Qingyi, as long as you promise me, I will promise you anything, okay?"
"Qingyi."
"Qingyi."
Ximenyu called out several times in succession, but Zheng Qingyi ignored Ximenyu.
"It seems that the soft one is not enough, so I have to use the hard one." Ximenyu thought to himself.
So Ximenyu simply leaned over and hugged Zheng Qingyi.
"Qingyi, I was wrong, please forgive me, please." Ximen Yu said softly.
Zheng Qingyi was like a piece of wood, letting Ximen Yu hold her without resisting or speaking.
Ximenyu couldn't help but become more anxious, so he picked up Zheng Qingyi and wanted to walk back.
The dozen other cultivators present saw Ximen Yu holding such a cold beauty, and felt both envy and sympathy.
However, no matter how cold and cold-blooded the beauty is, she is so beautiful that she can be hugged by Ximen Yu, and they still feel that they have no regrets in this life.
"Put it down." Zheng Qingyi said coldly, without any emotion at all.
"No, I will never let you go again." Ximen Yu also said firmly.
"Put it down and let me go." Zheng Qingyi said in a serious tone.
"Don't let go."
Zheng Qingyi struck Ximenyu with a palm, and Ximenyu allowed Zheng Qingyi's blow without letting go.
"Ximen Yu, if you act like this, I will only hate you even more. If you are still a man and have some sense of responsibility, then come with me to be the emperor. If you dare to come with me, I can forget everything in the past." Zheng Qingyi said coldly.
"..."
"Haha, if you don't dare, then let me go." Zheng Qingyi sneered.
"Okay, this is what you said." Ximenyu made up his mind.
"Are you sure?"
"yes."
"Then what will happen to all your old sweethearts? If you die, they will be miserable."
"I know, but I can't just watch you die inside."
"Humph, is it true? I am not as important as a few of them? Don't think that if you say this, I will change my mind and stop going in." Zheng Qingyi obviously did not believe that Ximen Yu would give up so many women because of her.
If he can really do it, then why shouldn't he forgive him?
"Facts speak louder than words."
"Okay, then I'll wait."
...
After more than ten days like this, the door to becoming emperor was finally opened.
The place that was originally lush and green like a paradise forest was cut off, and a narrow path stretched to the end.
Zheng Qingyi didn't want to affect Ximen Yu's judgment of life and death, so she didn't say anything, walked ahead, and soon walked in.
Ximenyu sighed softly, but followed Zheng Qingyi and entered the palace to become emperor.
Of the dozen or so cultivators present, less than one-third had the courage to take the step to become an emperor.
So ten minutes later, the door to the throne was closed again. Looking back, there was no trace of the entrance.
"We really came in. We came in to be appointed emperor. One, two, three,..., a total of nine people." The original middle-aged man murmured.
"Yeah, do you think we will really die from this?" Another man said worriedly.
"Well, the experience of our predecessors cannot be false. If only a few of us come in, we will all die here."
"Yeah, we knew that coming in was basically a death sentence, but we still came in anyway, haha."
...
"Ximen Yu, are you really willing to give up so many of your women for me?" Zheng Qingyi was moved and said. At this moment, it seems that everything is no longer important. In Zheng Qingyi's mind, only Ximen Yu's deep love for her, even if he died in Li Ming,
After becoming the emperor, Zheng Qingyi will also feel extremely happy. In that case, Ximenyu will always have only one woman, and she can always be by Ximenyu's side.
"No, I won't give up on any of you."
"But you are destined to become emperor. I think you know what it means." Zheng Qingyi said calmly, her heart began to become unstable. Zheng Qingyi was reflecting on herself. Is it really worth punishing Ximen Yu and testing Ximen Yu in this way?
?Are you being too selfish?
"Oh, I know." Ximenyu said in a low mood. In fact, after Ximenyu entered the emperor's class, he never thought about going to become an emperor again. After all, there was a death god Tianya on the edge of death before. Ximenyu was already afraid.
What's more, now that he is determined to become an emperor, the mortality rate is more than a hundred times higher than the one on the verge of death.
"I'm sorry, Ximenyu." Zheng Qingyi felt heartbroken when she saw Ximenyu looking so uncomfortable, so she took the initiative to hug Ximenyu tightly and comforted her.
Zheng Qingyi knows that Ximenyu is not like her and has no worries. The pressure on Ximenyu is too great. Originally, Ximenyu could train in the emperor's class step by step. With his talent and strength, he could be promoted to emperor in more than ten years at most.
level realm, and later even become an emperor master or an emperor.
"Oh, it was all me who hurt you." Zheng Qingyi said guiltily.
Ximenyu knew it was too late to worry again, so he simply didn't think about anything, lifted Zheng Qingyi's chin, and kissed her deeply.
Zheng Qingyi met Ximen Yu, and the two kissed passionately for more than ten minutes before they separated.
"It's too late for you two to regret it now. Oh, it's such a pity." The middle-aged man felt regretful. Ximen Yu and Zheng Qingyi were both talented and beautiful, and they were still so young and had a higher level than them. It was because of their quarrel that they got into the hospital out of spite.