The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

"Why? Why did you do this? If you want to die, just go ahead and die. Why did you have to take me with you?"

Mo Feng went crazy. He pushed Xian Ling away and kicked her twice in a fit of excitement. The two kicks made Xian Ling vomit blood and she also crashed into a transparent barrier.

"why?"

"Because she's back, and we are too embarrassed to see her."

Xianling's gaze looked straight ahead, as if penetrating through layers of palaces and looking towards the distant far west.

Others might not be sure, but she knew that she was really back. The sister who loved her and held her in the palm of her hand but was killed by her was back. The blood bond could not deceive people. She sensed it when she stepped into the divine realm, and from that moment on, she knew that she did not have many days left.

"elder sister……"

Xian Ling unconsciously stretched out her hand forward, a crystal tear slid down from the corner of her eye, and with a loud bang, the palace instantly turned into ashes.

……

Bai Qinghua, who was tearing through space with the Great Elder to rush to the Divine Capital, suddenly felt a pain in her heart. She was stunned for a moment, and then violently spat out a mouthful of blood.

"draw!"

"Princess."

Several exclamations were heard. Yong Ye, who was closest to Bai Qinghua, grabbed Bai Qinghua and took her out of the space passage. Looking at the bloodstains at the corners of her mouth, his eyes were full of worry.

"Huahua, what happened to you just now?"

It is very dangerous to have an accident in the space-time channel. He was fine before drawing, so why did he suddenly vomit blood?

Bai Qinghua lowered her eyes and looked towards the capital not far away. She saw smoke and dust billowing from the highest point of the capital, and the majestic palaces were no longer visible.

"how so!"

Following Bai Qinghua's gaze, everyone saw the rising smoke and dust. The Great Elder's pupils constricted and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Go and have a look."

Bai Qinghua looked in the direction of the temple with a gloomy expression and took the first step forward. The next moment, he was already standing above the temple. Looking at the temple that had turned into ruins below, Bai Qinghua released his spiritual sense and suddenly stretched out his hand. He saw a surging sound in the deep pit below, and then a dirty man was caught in the big hand transformed by Bai Qinghua's spiritual power.

At the moment the temple exploded, Mo Feng thought he was going to die, but after all, he had been a god for so many years and had countless magical weapons for protection. At the moment of the explosion, the layers of protection on his body exploded and finally saved his life, but he just didn't die. All the meridians in his body were broken, and his dantian seemed to be leaking air. Spiritual energy continued to overflow. If he didn't get timely treatment, he would become a useless man in a short time. But his storage space had been destroyed in the explosion, and he couldn't even find a pill to stop the bleeding. Just when he was in despair, a spiritual power entangled him, and when he was pulled into the air, he was a little happy. Was he saved?

"Give me... the pills."

Mo Feng opened his eyes with difficulty. The dazzling light made it difficult for him to see the scene in front of him, but he still gave the order instinctively.

That madman Xianling wanted to die, which would have been fine, but he actually wanted to drag him down with him. It's really a pity that he deserves to die.

"You want pills?"

Looking at the man in front of her who looked so miserable but still bossy, Bai Qinghua's eyes slowly darkened. An extremely cold aura emanated from her. She slowly stroked her chest and a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

"I'm glad you're not dead."

Bai Qinghua's voice was soft, but it made Mo Feng's heart tremble suddenly in mid-air. He rubbed his eyes fiercely, then turned his head with difficulty towards the place where the voice came from. When he saw the vague figure standing in the sky, his body, which was originally trembling with pain, seemed to be frozen.

"Paint...paint..."

'Snapped'

As soon as he uttered his name, he was slapped hard in the face. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his teeth were in the blood.

Mo Feng was stunned by the slap, but he quickly came to his senses. After waking up, he began to tremble all over.

How could this be? The slender painting is actually a slender painting!

She is really not dead, why did she come to the capital so soon?

Where is the ancestor? Why didn't the ancestor go and kill her!

"Luo Yin, Luo Yin..."

Mo Feng screamed in fear at this time, but his mouth was full of blood, all his teeth had fallen out, and his words were unclear. No one knew what he was shouting, and of course no one cared what he was shouting.

The great elder present had already hated the Mo family, especially Mo Feng.

Yongye, Yu Wushuang, Bai Yaoyao and Nangong Chen don’t care whether Mo Feng lives or dies.

There was also Lin Pei'an, whose eyes turned red when he saw Mo Feng. He wanted to cut him into pieces, fearing that his death would not be miserable enough.

"Noisy..."

Bai Qinghua frowned because of Mo Feng's noise. She uttered two words softly. The next second, a figure flashed by, accompanied by Mo Feng's scream, and he could no longer make any sound.

Xiao Hei looked at the place where Mo Feng's tongue fell with disdain, and stood back behind Bai Qinghua.

Mo Feng struggled violently in mid-air. He looked at Bai Qinghua with fear in his eyes. The girl in his memory overlapped with the woman in front of him, which made him even more frightened. The heirs carefully cultivated by the gods were never kind-hearted people. Thinking of his possible end, Mo Feng regretted for the first time. He regretted not dying in the destruction just now. At this moment, he thought that dying in this temple with Xian Ling might be his best destination.

Looking at Mo Feng's appearance at this time, Bai Qinghua suddenly felt bored. She stretched out a hand and touched his forehead in the look of horror. Soon, a series of hoarse screams were heard, and a ball of gray mist was pulled out from Mo Feng's forehead. After the mist was pulled out, Mo Feng's body in the air turned into blood mist little by little and dissipated. The ball of gray mist condensed into the appearance of Mo Feng in Bai Qinghua's hand, but Mo Feng's face was pale at this time. He looked at his dissipating body and screamed at the top of his lungs, but no sound came out. Bai Qinghua injected one restriction after another into Mo Feng's soul, and then threw it to Lin Peian.

"give it to you."

As soon as the voice came down, Bai Qinghua's figure disappeared from mid-air. When she appeared again, she was standing in a dark alley not far from the temple.

An old woman in the alley was holding a swaddling baby in her arms. She looked at Bai Qinghua who suddenly appeared in front of her and fell to her knees. She was trembling, but her hands holding the baby were still tightly held.

Bai Qinghua looked at the white-haired old woman in front of her. She looked like the shrewd and capable manager who served her mother in her memory. After Xianling was born, she was assigned by her mother to be by Xianling's side. When she was entangled in various affairs of the gods, she had always been by Xianling's side, watching her grow up. Later, Xianling was seduced by Mo Feng, and the people around them left one by one, but she was the only one who was kept by Xianling's side.