Nine days of beauty

The night was cool and cool, and the sword light was faint in the courtyard. The woman in red turned around and jumped, startling the wind and the clouds, and making fierce moves. The only person in the world who can have this kind of swordsmanship is Emperor Donghua.

Ten thousand years ago, she had read this sword manual in her study, and pestered him to teach it. Now, it is even more outstanding.

"Nine children."

The fragrance of Zen was indifferent, the female monarch volleyed in the air and landed on the ground, half-kneeling on one knee, the sword fell into the ground, and the moment she raised her head, she saw Donghua strolling towards her, with a smile on her lips.

Feng Jiu put away the sword and stepped forward, holding her hand, she smiled sweetly, "Dijun took the snow lotus decoction, is it better?"

"Jiu'er boiled it himself, so the emperor will be much better."

Caressing the phoenix flower on her forehead, he loves her extremely, but he has no choice but to withdraw his sad thoughts, he looks into her eyes, "In a while, it will be Jiu'er's [-]-year-old birthday, what wish do you have?"

Eyelashes drooping slightly, Feng Jiu approached Donghua's arms, and the moment she smiled, Fangfei Ronghua said, "In this life, I only want to be with the emperor through the ages, and I have no other wish."

Feeling tense, Donghua stroked her long hair, nodded silently.

That night, Donghua's heart ached more and more. Looking at the sleeping woman in his arms, he endured the pain and left the bed silently, and went to the side hall to recuperate.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and the person on the bed opened his eyes with tears in his eyes. In recent days, every time Donghua left alone to recuperate, she would wait silently and accompany him through it.

That day, she knew that Zheyan's words were concealed, so she turned back halfway and heard clearly outside the hall.

Emperor Donghua is about to be robbed.

They all thought it was something far away, and it stood in front of them.

She can't do anything about destiny, but destiny can't interfere with her choice.

She wants to accompany Donghua to deal with the robbery.

Wen Chang once told her about this method, and now, if she goes through the catastrophe with him, the worst result is that the two will fall into reincarnation forever, but the marriage on the Sansheng Stone will be connected from generation to generation.

For him, she would like to be human forever.But in the past few days, every time he hinted at him, he never responded.

That night, Donghua didn't come back for a long time, Feng Jiu was worried, so she quietly probed outside the side hall.

Outside the hall, she couldn't see clearly what was going on inside, but she could feel extremely strong internal force outside the hall when she usually practiced martial arts, but at this moment, she was lifeless and there was no movement.

She knew something had happened to him, and when she entered the inner hall, she really saw him passed out on the couch, his face as pale as paper, and a few traces of blood spilled from his lips.

"Emperor!"

Feng Jiu called out to him, stepped forward to help him up, and called out to command him to invite Yao Wang and Zheyan.

He straightened him up and healed his wounds with kung fu. Although he knew that the heart-biting pain was extremely damaging to his essence, he did not expect that the emperor's internal energy was consumed so much.

At this moment, she knew that time was running out.

Looking at the back of the man with slightly disheveled white hair in front of her, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Dijun, wait for me again.Even if the sky is merciless and the body returns to chaos, I will not leave you alone.

Zheyan and Yaowang are here.

She paid off her efforts, supported Dijun on the couch, hid her remaining tears, and said to Zheyan, "Please take care of Dijun, Xiaojiu, I want to be alone."

Seeing that she had lost her internal strength to Donghua, she was afraid that she would also know that the situation was not good, and that she would not be able to hide it, so she wanted to persuade her, but Feng Jiu blocked his words, "Young uncle, don't say too much, Xiaojiu understands." , I just have to think about it."

Above the vast sea and green spirit, there is an endless emptiness. She has not been here for ten thousand years. She remembers everything Wenchang has done for her, and remembers what he said before the catastrophe, "do it and cherish it."

She has a calm face, whether it's with Wenchang or Donghua, she has never let her down, she loves without regret.

Whether the body returns to the chaos or falls into the mortal world, I just want to accompany him to the sky and into the earth, and there will be no regrets when the primordial spirit is gone.

Thinking of this, Feng Jiu knelt down and bowed to heaven and earth.

A jade flute appeared in his hand, turned into a long sword, silently recited the heart formula, passed by with the blade in his hand, and drew blood as a sacrifice to the heaven and the earth.

Between heaven and earth, the wind and clouds are surging, the sky is full of purple clouds, the air is flowing, Feng Jiu puts his hands together, and worships devoutly——

"Qingqiu Baifengjiu, the wife of Emperor Donghua, hereby petitions. The heavens are enlightened, Father God is above, and Emperor Donghua and I have gone through hardships in this life, and we have only stayed together for ten thousand years. The emperor is about to return to chaos, and I should know that the destiny cannot be violated. I just want to be with the emperor to cope with the calamity, live and die together, and sincerely hope that it will be fulfilled."

An ancient book once said, "Emperor Donghua prayed to the heavens in Canghai Biling, drawing blood as a sacrifice, that is, cursing himself with karma. The blood talisman was printed on the palm of his hand, and disappeared in a moment. The blood talisman was obtained, and the emperor worshiped three times. and go."

When Feng Jiu returned to Taichen Palace, the emperor still hadn't woken up, so Zheyan walked forward slowly, "Donghua's pulse is stable for the time being, where did you go just now after you've been away for so long?"

There was a slight abnormality in the sky just now, and he reckoned that it was caused by Donghua's imminent disaster.Back then, when the father gods, gods and ghosts were chaotic, it was a scene that shook the heavens and the earth, and he still remembered it clearly after tens of thousands of years. Now, he has to send an ancient god away again, which makes him feel sad.

"Just find a place where no one else is around and that's it. Feng Jiu is already a wife, and my uncle still looks at Xiao Jiu like a child?"

Walking to the bed, he raised his eyes and trembled slightly. Let's wait for Donghua to wake up to explain the matter of the blood talisman in detail.