What the hell did the fiance do wrong! [Quick Transmigration]

Feng clan land.

Qiao Yanhong sat on the throne with a majestic expression, looking at the calm expression of his most proud young son.

The aloof patriarch suddenly felt an indescribable heartache.

When Qiao Yiran was born, this young lord came to the world with the innate innocent glazed fire, which caused a sensation in the whole family.

Of course, Qiao Yanhong also placed high hopes on this youngest son with extraordinary talent - it was a great fortune for the Feng clan to have an heir favored by fate.

He once approached the most respected old wizard in the clan to divination for Qiao Yiran's future.

The old wizard deduced for three days and three nights, and finally spat out a mouthful of blood.

From then on, Qiao Yanhong had a vague premonition in his heart.

The old sorcerer's face was serious and dignified: "Your Majesty, the young master is a person favored by destiny. His destiny trajectory is covered by heavenly secrets. I can't see clearly his future..."

Taking a deep breath, the old wizard finally told the horror scene he saw: "But I saw the prophecy... the young master will be tempted by the demons in the future, abandon the god bone, and fall into the mortal!"

The word "mortal" made Qiao Yanhong, who had always remained calm before the mountain collapsed, couldn't help but change his face.

The old wizard motioned Qiao Yanhong to come closer, and he put his skinny hand on Qiao Yanhong's forehead.

Qiao Yanhong stared blankly at the main hall of the Feng Clan in the picture, which was still painted with gold and colors familiarly, and it was bright and bright.

Qiao Yanhong could see himself with a cold face, hating iron for being weak: "Yi Ran, you still have time to turn around now!"

And Qiao Yiran raised his head calmly: "I don't regret it."

Qiao Yiran's light golden blood was drawn out inch by inch from his body, and his white as jade bones gradually shattered, and the surrounding elders couldn't bear to look away.

A body that was previously invulnerable to cold and heat will feel the taste of hunger and cold. A hundred years of life pass by in a hurry, and birth, old age, sickness and death are another cycle.

Phoenix Nirvana, after hundreds of reincarnations to achieve perfection, can only start from scratch.

Which father in this world can endure this kind of torture and watch his son suffer like this?

With deep vigilance, Qiao Yanhong guarded against the demons, and Qiao Yiran did, as everyone expected, grow into a glorious young master with extraordinary talents.

In Qiao Yiran's view, the demons are despicable, dark, and untrustworthy guys. The only thing they pursue is power, for which they can talk flatteringly and sacrifice all principles.

Who would have imagined that it was just an ordinary experience in the secret realm, but an unexpected change happened.

And in this life-and-death tribulation, Qiao Yiran was actually moved by the despicable demons who concealed their identities.

Qiao Yanhong thought of his stubborn young son's expression of no hesitation: Could it be that no matter how hard he tried, his fate could not be reversed after all?

The lord of the Phoenix Clan back then turned the entire secret realm into ashes in a rage, trying to kill that damned Demon Clan to avoid future worries.

However, Qiao Yiran abruptly stopped Qiao Yanhong's plan with one sentence: "Father, wait a minute! Chu Zheng and I have signed a contract of the same fate."

It is different from the conditions of the agreement of the same heart that need to communicate with each other. The contract of the same life can be successfully concluded as long as one party has the determination to die for it.

——If something happens to him, I will die with him.

Before Qiao Yanhong could do anything, Qiao Yiran unilaterally concluded such extremely harsh contract terms, and the meaning of protection was obvious.

Qiao Yanhong was so angry that his body was trembling: "Qiao Yiran! Do you know what you are doing! That is a despicable and shameless demon! He has always lied to you!"

Qiao Yiran's eyes were calm: "Father, he didn't do anything wrong."

"It's my own fault that I didn't practice enough and failed to keep my Dao heart."

"I would like to receive punishment."

The heavy punishment of receiving a hundred lashes was not enough, Qiao Yanhong was so angry that he threw Qiao Yiran to the forbidden ground of Feng Clan to think about his mistakes.

But he was indeed a stalker, and he could no longer kill Chu Zheng.

The fierce dispute between father and son ended with Qiao Yiran drinking the water of Wangchuan, promising not to go to the devil world in this life.

Unexpectedly, the fate went around in circles, and the gloomy boy at that time became the great devil who swept the devil world-Qiao Yanhong couldn't stop it, and they would meet each other one day.

Qiao Yanhong looked at the calm and steady Qiao Yiran with complicated emotions, but a deep exhaustion welled up in his heart: Even though he had completely forgotten everything related to him, Qiao Yiran would still instinctively protect this murderous man. The devil, what is so good about the demon race?His most proud son would rather lose everything!

Qiao Yiran knelt in the center of the hall, with a good attitude of admitting his mistakes: "Father, my son accepts the crime."

Qiao Yanhong waved his hand weakly: "Go to the forbidden area."

The forbidden land of the Feng clan is located under a cliff, with intricate magic circles intertwined, the huge coercion is as real as it is, bringing suffocating pressure. Qiao Yiran's spiritual power has been imprisoned, and he can only rely on his own physical strength Hard resistance.

He walked towards the depths of the forbidden area step by step, but his pace became slower and slower.

Staying in the forbidden area, he couldn't make any progress in practice, and was under unimaginable pressure all the time. Some small blood vessels in Qiao Yiran's body could not bear the pressure and burst, but he still maintained his strength. A calm expression of being moved.

Qiao Yiran felt that it was time for him to wake up.

Thinking of Chu Zheng's unbelievable eyes at the end, Qiao Yiran sighed silently.

Opposite positions are doomed to different paths.

Hope he can figure it out.

Qiao Yiran, who was in the center of the magic circle, didn't know how day and night passed, and sat quietly in place for an unknown amount of time, but suddenly heard a suspicious movement from outside.

He opened his eyes in astonishment: Could it be that someone is going to come to the forbidden ground and think about it?

The moment Qiao Yiran's consciousness dispersed, he felt a sudden palpitation: it was a strong premonition of what was about to happen.

In the next second, Qiao Yiran suddenly got up: Why is Chu Zheng here!

The prestigious master of the demon world was dressed in his usual black clothes, and he seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

The large black robe concealed his figure, but Qiao Yiran could even see Chu Zheng's bony shoulder blades.

Before his reason came online, Qiao Yiran instinctively felt a pain in his heart.

Chu Zheng's eyes were gloomy.

The wound on his body had actually begun to crack inch by inch, and dark red blood soaked his black robe.

But as if he couldn't feel any pain, he stubbornly looked in Qiao Yiran's direction.

He is really not reconciled.

It ended so hastily.

Whether he accepted it or refused it, he insisted on asking the result himself.

Qiao Yiran stretched out his hand and gently wiped the blood on Chu Zheng's body, but found that the surging blood was getting more and more wiped.

He suddenly became a little anxious: "You, what are you doing here now?"

Feeling his cautious movements, Chu Zheng's eyes darkened slightly.

He stubbornly looked into Qiao Yiran's eyes: "Qiao Yiran, follow me back."

Qiao Yiran's movements stopped suddenly.

Chu Zheng grabbed Qiao Yiran's hand instead.

Chu Zheng was indeed very thin, and Qiao Yiran could feel his bones tightening.

Four eyes facing each other.

Qiao Yiran's heart was sore, the insignificant pain was like being stung by a bee, but it left a long-lasting numbness on the wound.

Chu Zheng looked at it for a while, then moved the corners of his mouth and smiled, but such a sad look in his eyes made his smile uglier than crying.

Chu Zheng repeated: "Qiao Yiran, follow me back."

Qiao Yiran withdrew his hand silently: "You know, after all, I am a warrior of the heavens."

The expected answer.

Chu Zheng raised his head and looked at Qiao Yiran's face: this person avoided his gaze like an electric shock, but he could still see the distress that was too late to hide.

Qiao Yiran tried to persuade him earnestly: "The patrolling people will come later, you should leave quickly, if you are caught here, you will really be finished."

Chu Zheng pressed hard step by step: "Qiao Yiran, aren't you a warrior from the heavens? Then why didn't you arrest me?"

Chu Zheng asked something he was not sure about: "Qiao Yiran, you still have feelings for me, don't you?"

Qiao Yiran turned her head in silence: "No."

Chu Zheng saw Qiao Yiran's hands trembling slightly, obviously trying his best to restrain his emotions.

There was an uncontrollable dark fire in his heart, and Chu Zheng's voice suddenly became a little excited: "Qiao Yiran, you lied again! You obviously have it! Why don't you admit it!"

Qiao Yiran reached out his hand helplessly, and stroked Chu Zheng's hair with complicated emotions: "Is it meaningful for you to ask this? I am a general of the heavenly realm, and I will not go back to the demon realm with you."

Chu Zheng looked into Qiao Yiran's eyes fixedly: "What if... I have escaped from the Demon Realm?"

Qiao Yiran turned pale with shock: "What does it mean to leave the devil world?"

Chu Zheng finally pulled out a pleasant smile: "Literally, I have disbanded the Demon Palace and betrayed the Demon Realm. From now on, the world will be great, and there will be no more worries."

Qiao Yiran felt a pain in his heart: No wonder when he saw this man again, he was in a mess and bruised all over his body.

Qiao Yiran's hands trembled a little: "You're like this...you don't want to die!"

Even if he betrayed the Demon Realm, Chu Zheng was still a hated Demon Race—destined to be unwelcome in the Heaven Realm.

The world is so big that there is no place for him to stay.

Chu Zheng smiled contentedly: "Qiao Yiran, I don't have any liking or dislike for the devil world, but I know you don't."

"I don't need anything else, I just want you."

Chu Zheng even put his arms around Qiao Yiran's neck.

Intimacy.

Chu Zheng's voice was brisk, full of longing: "Qiao Yiran, you can go wherever you want, Sanxian Mountain, Penglai Island, the sky and the earth are big, I can go anywhere."

"Come back with me."

"I have been waiting for you."

Qiao Yiran couldn't help but put his arm around Chu Zheng's shoulder.

He couldn't tell what was causing the strong vibration in his heart.

Maybe it's the lonely brave who put all his eggs in one basket for this guy.

Perhaps because of this person's desperate attachment.

Qiao Yiran sometimes thinks: Is it worth it?

Qiao Yiran's arms tightened tighter and tighter, his low voice was like a sigh: "Is it worth it?"

When Chu Zheng heard that Qiao Yiran was loosening up, the originally gloomy expression on his face cleared away, and he showed a rare spirit: "Of course it's worth it!"

The two worlds of heaven and devil are clearly separated, and they are destined to stand on opposite sides in this life.

That being the case, I don't want this position in the devil world!

The atmosphere in the forbidden place was quiet and inexplicable, and Qiao Yiran's embrace was gentle and intimate, which showed that this person was not really indifferent to his overtures.

Chu Zheng's heart began to feel unspeakably sweet little by little.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when Qiao Yiran softened, Chu Zheng got stuck in Qiao Yiran's arms, and began to ask greedily: "Qiao Yiran, if you still like me a little bit, please marry me." Let's make a deal."

Chu Zheng secretly buried his head on Qiao Yiran's shoulder, but the sly smile on the corner of his mouth was full of certainty:

No matter who occupied your heart in the past, from now on, that person can only be me!