After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

The sky and the earth trembled, and light spread down in the form of columns from the deep cracks. Stepping out of the cracks in the sky was a cluster of gorgeous tail feathers with stunning brilliance. The bright light suddenly appeared, and the overwhelming light almost made it difficult to open one's eyes.

Followed by a loud cry, the majestic nine-tailed phoenix bird slowly descended from the crack in the sky, suspended in mid-air, occupying all sight lines, its wings were so majestic, and there was a dazzling stream of light like a flame. When it spreads its wings, it looks like fire all over the sky, enough to eclipse the entire sky.

Wherever it went, it was like a spark of fire igniting the prairie fire, sweeping across the sky, and the heaven and earth were reflected into a dazzling fiery red color. The land of Liyuan was as bright as the light again.

Ning Yi turned sideways and backed up, feeling the blood surge in his chest due to the scream, but he still did not step back. There was a strong fishy smell between his lips and teeth. He half-squinted his eyes and swallowed the blood back into his belly.

"...With the body of a phoenix bird, no wonder it can break through the barrier of Vanga. But I underestimate you."

Blood showed at the corners of his lips. Ning Yi raised his hand to wipe it, and a scarlet mark appeared on the back of his hand. His eyes did not move, still staring at the air.

There is another person on top of the Phoenix Bird.

Lan Yu stands on the top of the peaks. He is dressed in hunting robes and has a long jade body. He comes against the light. His long hair, as white as the moon as a waterfall, is scattered in the strong wind. His eyes are like the deep sea, narrow and sharp, even his eyelashes are white, and his pupils are Very pale plain color, matched with silver ornaments, wearing a necklace with hundreds of silver bell rings stacked on silver plates in front of the body, silver wires carved into strands hanging down, with blood beads hanging at the end, red light flickering faintly in it, full of evil aura.

The sharp-jointed left hand is holding a bright long sword, with snowy light, silver wristbands, and plain snow boots. It is noble and cannot be broken. It comes from the moon. It is so handsome that it cannot be looked at. It has a graceful figure, but has a murderous intention.

In the entire palace, no one dared to stop him in the slightest.

The closer he got to Chen Jing Palace, the brighter the light from the Nine Banners in his hand. When the troops came to the city, Lan Yu's body gradually became murderous. Holding a sword in one hand, the magnificent phoenix bird sang loudly, spreading thousands of miles around. This time, Ning Yi could not hold back, and was forced to do so. He took a few steps back and vomited a mouthful of blood.

He staggered awkwardly, and had no choice but to kneel on one knee and support with one hand to stabilize his body, and almost hit the palace door. The man's mouth and nose were bleeding, his face was in pain, he stumbled forward, and barely managed to hold Ning Yi's hand.

Ning Yi turned his head and vomited out the blood clots. His left hand rotted too fast, and the joint between the wrists was already in danger. He smiled, and the blood on his lips was rich.

"Immortal Yu Qing, I have long admired your name."

Huangniao approached the high platform, and Lanyu stepped down from the top. With each step, there were layers of barriers formed under his feet, like a jade belt rising into the sky.

Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes, his phoenix eyes were deep and his face was cold. He had just killed all the powerful ghosts from the thirty-third level of ghost realm, and walked out on the heavy layers of blood, flesh, bone, and mud, but he was not stained by dust at all, even the corners of his clothes were stained. is clean.

When he opened his mouth, there was no room for change.

"Give him back to me, otherwise I won't leave any of the Liyuan clan alive today."

Ning Yi confronted him in an extremely embarrassed state. The corpse rotted too quickly. The cracks on the forehead were clearly visible. A small piece of skin fell off and fell to his hand. Ning Yi simply tore off the severed hand and struggled to stand. He stood up and said with a smile:

"If I hadn't, Immortal Yu Qing would have broken into my Dali Palace alone. If word spread to Tianjing in the future, he should——"

The words were cut off, and the tip of the Jiuwan sword had already pierced Ning Yi's chest. Blood spattered on the sword body. Lan Yu turned his wrist, and the sword tip stirred in the flesh. He approached, and the sword penetrated an inch. Lan Yu Yu's patience was completely exhausted, and the beauty's face was as gloomy and cold as a ghost.

"You'd better pray that he is unharmed. If he is, I will raze the entire Liyuan to the ground."

"I'll give you one last chance. Where is he?"

The man was instantly shocked, but he did not dare to step forward rashly. He did not bother to wipe off the blood stains on his face, his knees softened and he knelt on the ground. He said in panic: "Your Majesty is in the palace! You are in the palace! The young master has not been harmed. Your Majesty!"

The remaining body was crumbling, and his right hand had begun to turn into fly ash and gradually disappeared. Ning Yi could not feel the pain, and his expression was focused. He was only looking at Lan Yu's face and every part of Chu Yitang's attachment.

The tip of the sword was suddenly drawn out, and black blood dripped down the tip. Lan Yu drew the sword and walked away. Thinking of the time when Chu Yitang was kidnapped, Lan Yu felt like he was being tortured by fire, until he heard the sentence that there was no harm at all. , the hanging heart finally fell slightly.

The consciousness was about to dissipate, and Jiu Wan took away a piece of flesh and blood. Ning Yi turned around with her last effort and smiled sarcastically: "Immortal Yu Qing, we meet for the first time today, and I have specially prepared a big gift for you. This is how I express my feelings, hahahahahaha..."

The sand and stones were flying, and the powder also melted into the air. Ning Yi lowered his head and looked at the empty palm, and said with a low smile:

"See you later."

Lan Yu didn't pay attention to the voice behind him. He rushed into Chen Jing Hall and finally saw his figure behind the curtain, which he missed so much that he was about to go crazy. Jiu Wan fell to the ground. He pulled down the curtain and rushed into the inner room in a few steps. He saw Chu Yitang leaning on the chair with a white complexion.

His eyes turned red almost instantly. Lan Yu could no longer care about anything else. He half-knelt and hugged Chu Yitang into his arms, wishing that he could be integrated into his flesh and blood. He bit down and cried, his heart aching.

"Ah Tang, I'm here, let me take you back, okay? Ah Tang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Ah Tang, I came too late, I, I came too late..."

Chu Yitang's eyes were drowsy, but he still smiled. He leaned against Lan Yu's neck and felt the hot tears falling on the side of his neck, soaking the fabric of his clothes and penetrating onto his skin, which made him feel at ease.

"I'm not sorry, dear, it's not your fault."

Lan Yu was heartbroken, and his hands felt wet. He panicked, but saw Chu Yitang's wrists that were bruised and bloody. He struggled for too long, and when he got angry, he tightened the rope even tighter, grinding into the flesh and blood. What a big piece of flesh.

His heart was fiercely empty, and Lan Yu cut off the rope with one palm. The rope was strong and tough. Lan Yu was afraid of hurting Chu Yitang, so he only used his cultivation to melt the shackles. Just like when Ruoshui offered sacrifices to the temple, he was afraid that he would suffer any more pain. .

With his wrist loosened, Chu Yitang was finally able to hug him. He put his arms around Lan Yu's shoulders, feeling relieved and saying in a hoarse voice:

"Lanyu, let's go home, okay?"

"Okay, okay, Ah Tang, I'll take you home, let's go home."

Lan Yu responded with sobs in the heartache that was almost suffocating. He hugged Chu Yitang, and the tears flowed even more fiercely. All those calm and self-sufficient things turned into clouds and smoke. When he saw him like this, he was about to die from the pain. Lan Yu pressed against Chu Yitang. His cheeks were cold, and even his hands were trembling.

He didn't dare to look at Chu Yitang's face, let alone the red stained by blood. He could only hold Chu Yitang's hand, and even touching it more would be torture to him.

He couldn't help but think about what would have happened to his Ah Tang if it had come a moment later.

Will it hurt more than him, will he suffer more injuries?

How could it be, how could it be like this...

Huangniao was still waiting outside the palace. Chu Yitang leaned on his chest. He wanted to raise his hand to wipe Lan Yu's tears, but he was too weak. Chu Yitang had to cheer up and whispered:

"It turns out that our Lan Yu's original body was a beautiful little phoenix. I didn't know it before..."

A group of people were trembling and kneeling underneath, and Lan Yu had no time to notice. He hugged him and jumped on Huangniao's back. He circled him and let him lean against him. He rested his chin on the top of his hair and tried his best to swallow back his cries.

"Ah Tang, if Ah Tang likes it, can I show it to you often in the future?"

Chu Yitang wanted to respond, but he couldn't open his mouth. Lan Yu's hair slipped between his fingers, and he was unable to take it back. He closed his eyes, and finally couldn't support it anymore. His hand slipped from Lan Yu's back and fell into the huang There was silence in the bird's soft feathers.

He wanted to say, Lan Yu, this is not your fault, don't say you're sorry.

But he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

At the last moment when everything disappeared, he fell into another dream.

Falling into a never-ending dream.

No matter how difficult it is to struggle.