Donghua Fengjiu 丨 Taolu Emperor Chasing His Wife

By the Ruoshui River, the immortals are fighting with the evil spirits in the Donghuang Bell.

The emperor held Feng Jiu in his arms and protected it in the fairy barrier, as if guarding a rare treasure.

"Emperor..." Feng Jiu's face was pale and pale, and she struggled to squeeze out two words from her throat, feeling weak.

"If you and I die here today..." Feng Lie, Lei Longlong, all the immortals are gradually showing their disadvantages, but Qing Cang is fighting more and more courageously. If Si Ming can't invite Bai Qian in time, I'm afraid...

"Feng Jiu doesn't regret it either..." The little man in his arms whispered softly, soothing his anxious heart like twisting fingers.

"With me here, you won't die." He recalled the past, and this time, he was determined not to make the same mistake again. He had had enough of losing his beloved.

He hugged Feng Jiu even tighter, leaned against her ear, and said softly, "I'll use my soul to stop him for a while later." Looking back at Qing Cang who was about to break the clock, he continued: " I am injured and can only resist him for a very short time, you must leave as soon as possible, return to Qingqiu quickly... go home."

"No, I won't go..." She shook her head slightly, and then, her small body was deeply buried in Dijun's arms, greedy for Dijun's embrace and everything about Dijun.

"Stop messing around." Dijun's tone was three points displeased, seven points nervous, and there was a trace of imperceptible touch.However, these are two different things.Right now, the most important thing is Feng Jiu's safety.She must not have the slightest slip-up.

"I didn't mess around," she pushed away the unkind emperor, struggled to sit up, and said, "I came here to live and die with you."

Jiu'er, that's right, his Jiu'er is back, just like in the previous life, loving him, protecting him, and thinking about him all.

However, he wasn't happy at all, and was even in pain.

"I don't need you to live and die with me," he stood up suddenly, trying to stay away from her body as much as possible, avoiding her direct gaze, so that he could say these cruel words: "You and I are destined to die, but I want to rebel against you." Acting in the sky, I insisted on being with Jiu'er, but ended up killing Jiu'er. I thought I was strong enough in this life, but I didn't expect that I would be the one who hurt you in the end. If I wasn't so selfish at the beginning, maybe you Now……"

"How am I now? Donghua, as I said, you live and you live, and you die and I die," Feng Jiu stood up, not allowing him to say those words of self-blame. At this moment, at the critical moment of life and death, she fully understood herself. With a firm look on his face, "If it wasn't for your obsession, Jiuer wouldn't be reborn, and Feng Jiu wouldn't exist at all!"

"It was you who made me reborn..." Tears welled up in his eyes, Dijun turned his head away, not daring to look at her pitiful appearance at this moment.

"It was you who made me... fall in love with you again in this life." His sleeve was grabbed by Feng Jiu, his heart was sobbed by the little girl, and his heart was quenched into the purgatory of fire and ice.

"Why, you want to push me away now?" Her internal organs ached again due to excitement.

He couldn't bear it, but he couldn't turn back.He was afraid that if he turned around, he would soften his heart.

Even if he is a god, once his heart softens, he will make unwise decisions.

"Don't go..." Feng Jiu hugged the emperor who was about to step forward to help the immortals, the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth dyed his silver hair red, like a flaming peach blossom, smudged.

"Get out of the way!—" For the first time, Dijun yelled at her.

"Unless you beat me to death." She knew that with Dijun's mana at this time and Qing Cang fighting head-on, there would be no other result except death.

The two of them sprinkled dog food on the bank, one with a cold face and a warm heart, the other with an infatuated and no regrets, you come and go, and a drama of deep love and shallow relationship is staged. I can't stand it anymore.

He really didn't expect that this Emperor Donghua, the former co-lord of heaven and earth, the oldest surviving immortal of the Celestial Clan, had been alone for 10,000+ years, and now he would be planted in the hands of a little fairy.

It seemed that he had really been locked up for too long, so long that the iron trees bloomed.

"Today, I want all the people in the world to be buried for me! None of you can escape, hahahahaha..." Qing Cang let out bursts of wild laughter, revealing wildness and contempt.

When the Emperor Cang was angry, the red flame shook the sky and burned the remnants of the Celestial Clan, and the most powerful pillar of dark fire went straight towards the emperor.

Watching all the immortals and generals fall to the ground and wailing, the emperor frowned, and had no time to take care of it.

In the nick of time, Feng Jiu used her body as a shield to stand in front of the emperor, forcibly resisting the pillar of underworld fire that drained [-]% of Qingcang's mana.

Like a withered leaf, she fell limply in the arms of the emperor, the fire of the underworld invaded the fairy body, and the sea of ​​​​qi surged, and she didn't know how long she could last.

"Jiuer, Jiuer..."

Xiao Jiu, who was soundly asleep, gave him a shallow smile, which was three parts sweet and seven parts bitter.

She was happy, Dijun treated her so well, saved her time and time again, and let her mess around, she finally... paid it back once.

She was very afraid, afraid that the emperor would shed too many tears, and his fine skin would have wrinkles in vain.