Determined to tear down the marriage card!

"Well, I see." Feng Qiwu was startled for a moment, then spoke calmly.

The seven emotions and six desires of human beings - "joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, shock", "eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind" were added by Feng Qiwu's [-] drops of kite tears. It took tens of thousands of years to brew the incense of paulownia wood for thousands of years. For this reason, he even broke his Qijueqin.It is conceivable that forging human emotions and desires is easier said than done!

From this point of view, compared with human's seven emotions and six desires, in Feng Qiwu's heart, Zhu Jiuyin is far less important than the latter.

His heart was pressed against a stone, Feng Qiwu looked at the Jiuchongtian in front of him, and he couldn't help sighing when he thought of the general situation in the world at this moment, even if he had the raw materials for forging the seven emotions and six desires in his hand, it would take thousands of years in the heavenly world, and it was too late .

Touching Jin Buyao in his hair, a sudden warm current flowed through his heart, Feng Qiwu was in a daze for a moment, then he seemed to be determined, and went towards the bedroom expressionlessly.

"How is it?" Seeing Feng Qiwu come back, Jiang Qinghe quickly stood up and asked with a soft tone.She had heard about Zhu Jiuyin disturbing the world, and she also knew about the battle between Feng Qiwu and Zhu Jiuyin.

Hearing this, Feng Qiwu looked at Jiang Qinghe, smiled slowly, hugged her, did not speak to her, and sprayed warm breath on Jiang Qinghe's neck, absorbing her warmth.

Jiang Qinghe paused for a moment, hugged Feng Qiwu back, and stroked her back with his hands, trying to comfort her, feeling faintly in his heart that there was something wrong with this person, and the smile just now was not normal.And she felt Feng Qiwu's loss, although she didn't know where that person's loss came from.

Feng Qiwu put his head on Jiang Qinghe's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "If I don't remember you, what should I do?" This sentence seemed to be asking himself, and it was also like asking the woman in his arms.

Hearing this, Jiang Qinghe took a breath, broke away from her arms, looked deeply at Feng Qiwu, frowned, and said, "What should I do? Why don't you remember me? Talk stupid!" She didn't like The question just now, if it was a normal playtime, it would be fine, but now it is said when Feng Qiwu is down, the feeling is naturally different.

Seeing the worry on Jiang Qinghe's face, Feng Qiwu frowned, hugged her horizontally, and walked towards the bed curtain.

Jiang Qinghe exclaimed in a low voice at Feng Qiwu's sudden move, and put his arms around Feng Qiwu's neck, looking at the man's profile. Although the man's eyes were gentle and smiling, he couldn't feel it at all. joy.

The two were not chatting, but immersed themselves in each other in a tacit understanding.

Although the scenery is beautiful, the atmosphere is heavy.

"Qiwu..." After the lingering, Jiang Qinghe's cheeks were flushed, dripping with sweat, and she hugged Feng Qiwu tightly.

Feng Qiwu raised his eyelids, looked deeply at the woman in front of him, time stopped at this moment, and after a while, he said, "Qinghe, if I gave my emotions and desires to others, what would you think?"

Jiang Qinghe was stunned when he heard the words, and looked back into Feng Qiwu's eyes deeply, bit his lips, and said, "What do you mean?"

"People without the seven emotions and six desires... for a long time, there will definitely be chaos and doom, but it will take a thousand years in the heavenly realm to boil the seven emotions and six desires, and it will be too late. By then... the six realms will be affected."

"So... you just want to give your emotions and desires to the world, right?" Jiang Qinghe said, mist welling up in his eyes uncontrollably. Love must be included in the emotions and desires. That is to say, if Feng Qiwu Without the emotions and desires, I no longer love her.

Her heart suddenly seemed to have been suffocated, and there were waves of ripples, which made it difficult for Jiang Qinghe to breathe, but she couldn't say anything.Feng Qiwu is the ancestor of the creation of the world, he must have put in all his hard work in the world, if Feng Qiwu sees his hard work shattered, it will undoubtedly be a kind of torture.

Feng Qiwu lowered her head slightly, "Hmm" for a moment, she didn't dare to look up into Jiang Qinghe's eyes, she was afraid of seeing a disappointed expression.

"I support." Jiang Qinghe looked at Feng Qiwu, took a deep breath, and softly uttered these words in a crying voice.

These three words were like a knife stabbing into Feng Qiwu's heart fiercely, the guilt spread like the branches and leaves of a tree, she felt that she had betrayed Jiang Qinghe, the embarrassment stuck in her throat, she couldn't swallow.

"I love you...Jiang Qinghe, I love you." Feng Qiwu buried her head on Jiang Qinghe's neck, breathed in the breath that made her intoxicated, and said simple and beautiful words.

The moist touch of the neck came, Jiang Qinghe was stunned, raised Feng Qiwu's head with tears in her eyes, saw her eyes were red, her heart was trembling for a moment, she gritted her teeth to hold back the tears, calmed her breath, Said: "Feng Qiwu, you can't cry!"

"My heart will break when you cry." Jiang Qinghe didn't say this half of the sentence, afraid that she would not be able to hold back the tears, she couldn't see Feng Qiwu cry.

In her heart, Feng Qiwu is a person who is proud of the world, and such a person who makes all living beings look up to cry in front of her is tantamount to cutting her heart with a knife. Compared with Feng Qiwu, this feeling is gone. All emotions and desires make her uncomfortable.

Hearing the words, Feng Qiwu took a deep breath, calmed down, looked at Jiang Qinghe's way of holding back tears, suppressed the pain in his heart, shook his head and said, "I'm not crying anymore."

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"When?" The two calmed down for a moment, Jiang Qinghe asked, she felt that she was already prepared for Feng Qiwu not to love her.

Feng Qiwu breathed out lightly and said, "The sooner the better."

"Then... will you still remember me?" Jiang Qinghe continued to ask, chewing bitterly in his heart.

"I will definitely remember..." Feng Qiwu did not answer directly, but said such a sentence in a firm tone. The implication was that Feng Qiwu would forget about his emotions and desires, but this sentence was more than a direct answer. Warm up a bit.

Hearing this, Jiang Qinghe showed a faint smile, and then said: "It's time to go." Go early, and remember her earlier, Jiang Qinghe comforted herself like this.

Feng Qiwu turned his head, looked at Jiang Qinghe deeply, trying to engrave every bit of her in his heart, leaned over, and gently held her lips, warm and tender.

After the kiss, Jiang Qinghe stood up and straightened her clothes, carefully smoothing out the wrinkles on her collar as if she was in the world.

Feng Qiwu walked slowly towards the door with heavy steps, and when he reached the threshold, he looked back suddenly, smiled at Jiang Qinghe rarely, then turned his head, the smile was instantly replaced by bitterness.

Jiang Qinghe watched the man smile at him, his nose sore, and he covered his face tremblingly and turned his back, the tears he held back just now flowed down his fingers.

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For the next three days, Jiang Qinghe didn't see Feng Qiwu, but Su Daji came to see her from time to time.

The entire Jiuchongtian was also surrounded by silent mourning, and was in a daze, filled with gloom.

"The empress is back!" Someone shouted, and all the gods stood up and looked over.

I saw that the visitor was dressed in a phoenix crown and a rosy cloak, just like the first time they met, with a fairy appearance and refined appearance, but the difference was that this time the visitor didn't have the slightest expression on his face.

All the gods stopped breathing, and they knelt together and shouted: "The little god welcomes your mother!"

Feng Qiwu didn't look at the gods, but walked directly towards the high position, and only spoke after a long time, with a flat voice: "What are you waiting for?"

The gods were startled, knowing that Feng Qiwu didn't recognize them, they took out the roster they had prepared earlier, and handed it to Feng Qiwu respectfully.

Feng Qiwu took the roster, flipped through it briefly, and got a general understanding of the situation in the Six Realms, when suddenly an earnest voice came over: "Does the lord remember the little god?"

Su Daji couldn't bear it anymore, she also felt quite uncomfortable seeing Feng Qiwu's cold and distant attitude.

Hearing the sound, Feng Qiwu searched for the past, and after seeing the strange face, he said: "I don't remember, okay, don't ask any more." A simple sentence left the gods speechless, and they had no choice but to give up. .

After feeling the gaze from a certain place, Feng Qiwu turned his head and looked over. It was a woman with a golden step in her hair. she.

Feng Qiwu didn't understand the emotion in the woman's eyes, he just looked back at the woman calmly, the corner of the woman's mouth curled up, and she smiled at her.

The gods watched the interaction between Feng Qiwu and Jiang Qinghe, and their heart of gossip was ignited. The empress lost her emotions and desires. If she doesn't remember them, she can't remember her wife, right?

Feng Qiwu didn't understand, so he turned his head, retracted his gaze, got up, and prepared to look around to familiarize himself with the environment.

Jiang Qinghe saw that Feng Qiwu's eyes were not the same as before, and the deep love had long since disappeared. Although she had expected this, but when it really came, just like just now, it still made it hard for her to breathe, and her heart ached.Her previous psychological preparations were instantly washed away by Feng Qiwu's cold eyes.

"Where are you going? I'll accompany you." Jiang Qinghe stopped Feng Qiwu who was about to leave, and asked expectantly.

Hearing this, Feng Qiwu was stunned for a moment, looked at Jiang Qinghe, and said, "Who are you?" Because she clearly remembered that those gods called her the Lord or the Empress just now, and claimed to be a minor god, but the one in front of her was obviously inappropriate. etiquette.

"Just call me Chongniang." Jiang Qinghe clenched her sleeves tightly when she heard Feng Qiwu ask her, the corners of her eyes were a little wet, and she said in a trembling tone.She still couldn't accept that Feng Qiwu had forgotten her.

Feng Qiwu nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Chong Niang...is she in charge of bugs?" She saw in the roster that Baihua Fairy is in charge of flowers, and this Chong Niang...should be in charge of bugs as well. Bar?

When Jiang Qinghe heard this, she choked for a moment, she was determined to tease Feng Qiwu, she took a breath, the moistness in her eyes disappeared in an instant, and she said coldly: "No."

Feng Qiwu was puzzled, what on earth did this Chongniang do, and it was even more strange that she turned out to be a spirit body of Jin Buyao.