After rebirth, he became the favorite of the Moon Goddess.

Hearing Jing Yu's almost humble words, Zi Moxi's body couldn't help but tremble. She stretched out her arms and hugged Jing Yu, her eyes became red again.

After a long time, Jing Yu finally grabbed Zi Moxi's hand and said in a deep voice: "Mother, please tell Fu Feng to order the execution of the child! The child can't bear it anymore!!! The punishment of fire whip and heavenly thunder is a hundred times more painful than killing the child!!"

Zi Moxi felt a pain in her heart, but still shook her head, "Yu'er, I won't plead for you. Everything you are going through now is your own fault! Also, you destroyed the spiritual roots of Qionghua God, so you should use your own spiritual roots to pay for it!!"

Jing Yu lowered his eyelids to hide the pain deep in his eyes. After a long while, he slowly let go of Zi Moxi and whispered, "Mother, you should leave now. This is the end of my mother-son relationship with you. From now on, everything about me has nothing to do with you."

Hearing Jing Yu's words, Zi Moxi bit her lower lip and tears welled up in her eyes again. She knew that this was the last time she would see Jing Yu.

There will never be another chance in the future.

"Yu'er, I'm sorry... Mother owes you too much. If... If we can meet again in the next life, Mother will definitely make it up to you."

After saying this, Zi Moxi could no longer suppress the sadness in her heart. She turned around, covered her mouth and rushed out of the cell.

Seeing Zi Moxi's departing back, Jing Yu closed his eyes and tried hard to restrain his tears from falling.

In this life, he ultimately failed to become the son that made her proud.

Zi Moxi is gone, and his life is about to come to an end.

……

Laishan Wonderland, the top of Yaotai.

Another three days of retreat.

As the power of the demon soul in the demon soul condensate was completely absorbed, Fu Feng's cultivation level was approaching the peak of the seventh-level Demon Emperor.

Just as he was about to attack the Eighth-Rank Demon Emperor, the repulsive force between the two forces appeared again.

The repulsive force suddenly made him feel a piercing pain.

Fu Feng frowned, seeing that he was only one step away from reaching the eighth-level Demon Emperor, but a problem occurred at this critical juncture.

no! ! !

No matter how much pain he has to endure, he will advance his cultivation to the eighth level of Demon King! !

Thinking of this, Fu Feng clenched his fists and concentrated on feeling the changes in the two forces in his body.

Time passed by minute by minute.

More and more golden light and red and black light appeared around Fu Feng, interweaving and colliding with each other.

This made Fu Feng feel a little uncomfortable.

But he did not give up, but continued to control the two forces with his mind.

He told himself that as long as he persisted, he would be able to recover his cultivation successfully.

Before I knew it, another half day had passed.

The two forces were still fighting each other inside Fufeng's body. At this moment, Fufeng only felt that every inch of his skin, and even every tendon, was in pain as if it was about to be torn apart.

Those two forces were so strong that if Fu Feng's soul was not different from that of an ordinary person, he would have exploded and died long ago.

Another stick of incense passed.

"Pfft-"

Suddenly, Fu Feng spat out a large mouthful of blood, and the sweat on his forehead flowed down like raindrops.

This scene happened to be seen by Yun Yao who was practicing outside.

Seeing Fu Feng’s face as pale as paper, Yun Yao’s heart ached.

"Brother Feng, Master said that you must never force yourself..." Yun Yao advised softly, with deep worry in his tone.

Fu Feng raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced at Yun Yao, and replied calmly: "Brother, don't worry, I'm fine."

"You say you're fine, but look how pale you are." Yun Yao said with a frown.

Fu Feng didn't say anything, but just waved his hand, indicating that Yun Yao didn't need to persuade him anymore.

Yun Yao had no choice but to sigh and leave.

……

At the same time, in Ziyun Fairyland.

Perhaps sensing the unusual movement coming from the direction of the top of Yaotai, Lord Qionghua, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Seeing this, Yao Ji hurried forward and asked.

Lord Qionghua shook his head, turned his head and glanced outside the fairyland, and said solemnly: "How is Feng'er? I feel that something is wrong on the top of Yaotai..."

"Master, don't worry. Yun Yao has been accompanying Junior Brother outside the Yaotai Mountain. If anything happens, he will definitely come to us first." Yao Ji hurriedly comforted.

"No, I'm still worried. Feng'er is a willful kid. If he insists on doing something, Yun Yao alone can't persuade him." After saying this, Lord Qionghua stood up, "Yao'er, accompany me to see him!"

"Master, your body has just recovered a little. What if something happens again? What should we do?" Yao Ji said as she stood in front of Lord Qionghua.

As soon as she finished speaking, Yun Yao's voice suddenly appeared outside the training ground. He originally came to talk to Yao Ji about Fu Feng, but as soon as he came in, he saw Lord Qionghua talking to Yao Ji.

"Master...Master, are you awake?" Yun Yao was stunned at first, then hurriedly trotted towards the two of them.

Qionghua Divine Lord glanced at him and asked, "Aren't you with Feng'er? Why did you suddenly come to Ziyun Fairyland? Did something happen to Feng'er?"

"Master, Brother Feng...he's fine..." Yun Yao hesitated for a moment before answering hesitantly.

"Since Feng'er is fine, why did you come here suddenly?" Qionghua God frowned and asked in confusion, "Yun Yao, please don't lie to your master..."

"Disciple..." Yun Yao's heart skipped a beat when he heard these words.

He knew that Lord Qionghua must have noticed something.

"Yun Yao, tell me honestly, what happened to Feng'er?" Lord Qionghua asked again.

Hearing this, Yun Yao hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to say, "Master, the two forces in Brother Feng's body are beginning to repel each other again. When I went in just now, I saw him vomiting blood. I wanted to stop him, but Brother Feng didn't listen at all."

"Teacher knew that this child has a stubborn temper..." Lord Qionghua became anxious and could not help coughing a few times. His body swayed and he almost fell to the ground.

"Master..." Yun Yao hurried forward to support him, "Don't worry, Brother Feng's cultivation is good, he will definitely be able to successfully break through."

"Yes, Master, Junior Brother will be fine." Yao Ji also stepped forward to comfort him, "Your injury is not healed yet, you must not get too excited..."

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