Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2800 Queen Wu Yue! (3 more)
"This time, you win..."

After a while, Yan Jinghong clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "If you have any request, just say it!"

"It's a tie."

Ling Feng shook his head, coughed a few times, and then said slowly: "Without your last self-sacrifice, I would not have had the chance to kill that dragon. You and I cooperated to kill the dragon, so we can only It's a tie."

Yan Jinghong didn't say a word, he was acquiescing to Ling Feng's statement.

"Still, I wish you could tell me something."

Ling Feng looked at Yan Jinghong with a sincere look in his eyes.

"What do you want to ask? Just ask."

Yan Jinghong's face was indifferent, and he said lightly.

"Recover the injury first, let's talk..."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, right now, there is still a lot of mess to be cleaned up.

The entire Jidao protoss suffered heavy losses. I am afraid that they will suddenly change from the head of the three major protoss to the last of the three major protoss.

……

In a blink of an eye, three days passed.

The Jidao Imperial City has been completely turned into ruins. However, as long as there is manpower, it is not difficult to build such things as houses.

As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood.

It's just that this disaster, for the Jidao Protoss, is indeed too heavy a loss.

The three princes, as well as those ancestors who were hidden from the world, all died in the belly of the Asura dragon. It can be said that for a long time, the extreme gods will be devastated.

Although Jidao Sacred Emperor was lucky enough to recover a small life, but because of such misfortune in the clan, his three most outstanding sons were all killed. With grief and indignation, coupled with the exhaustion of spirit and soul, he couldn't afford to fall ill , lived for three days hanging on his breath, and finally passed away suddenly.

And before he died, he passed on the title of Supreme Holy Emperor to his daughter, Wu Yue.

But to Wu Yue, this throne has no meaning at all.

Having lost her brother and her father, how can she hold this position as a girl?Not to mention bringing the extreme protoss back to the peak of the past?
It was due to unforeseen circumstances, who would have thought that the once prosperous Jidao Protoss would end up in such a situation.

"Princess Wu Yue, my condolences..."

As the night darkened, Ling Feng couldn't help sighing softly as he looked at Wu Yue, who was kneeling in the mourning hall, completely white and haggard.

This was originally the mourning hall of her three elder brothers and some elders in the clan, but today, there is an additional memorial tablet for the Holy Emperor.

The Holy Emperor of the Extreme Dao, a hero for a lifetime, ended up being pissed off and died on the sick bed in the end. It's really an impermanent world.

Wu Yue didn't look back, tears rolled down her cheeks, the burden of the extreme god race was just placed on her fragile shoulders, how could she carry it?
"Hey……"

Ling Feng sighed softly, walked to Wu Yue's side, and bowed three times to the memorial tablet in the mourning hall.

"I have come to bid you farewell."

After doing all this, Ling Feng turned his head to look at Wu Yue. After three days, most of his injuries had recovered, and it was time to leave here.

"Are you going too?"

Wu Yue bit her red lips, "My brothers are gone, my father is gone too, you...do you want to go too?"

"After all, I..." Ling Feng took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "I'm just an outsider after all."

"if……"

Wu Yue held onto her hand firmly, "What if I want you to stay? If you marry me, you will be the new Supreme Holy Emperor, and everything in the Extreme God Race belongs to you."

"Princess, as I said, I just regard you as a friend, just a friend."

Ling Feng glanced at Wu Yue, although he felt very sympathetic to what happened to her, but sympathy was sympathy, he would not marry her just because of this.

A teardrop fell on Wu Yue's cheek, she slowly let go of Ling Feng's palm, and choked up slightly, "I... alone... how could I... I don't have this ability at all... I... woo woo woo ..."

"Everyone will have his own way to go, and no one can help him. Maybe the road ahead will be smashed to pieces, or maybe a new world will be walked out, who knows?"

Ling Feng patted Wu Yue's shoulder lightly, and said slowly: "However, if you haven't even taken the first step, you have already retreated. I don't know what the end of the road is, but, even if you are smashed to pieces , It’s more vigorous than spinning around in place, isn’t it?”

Wu Yue raised her head, blinked her eyes, and looked at Ling Feng, a little dazed.

"Believe in yourself, you can do it!"

Ling Feng smiled faintly at Wu Yue, "What I said will always count. I will always be your friend and your solid backing!"

Wu Yue gritted her silver teeth and spread out her palm, where there was a drop of bright red blood.

This is Ling Feng's branded blood.

"You will become a greater empress than your father, because, my friend Ling Feng, there are no weak ones!"

Ling Feng smiled faintly, and sat down beside Wu Yue.

He didn't know what to say to comfort this poor woman who had just lost her loved one.

The only thing I can do is probably just sit by her side, accompany her for a while, and listen to her bitterness.

One night passed in a flash.

Ling Feng stood up, bowed towards the memorial tablet in the mourning hall, turned his head to look at Princess Wu Yue, and said in a deep voice: "Princess Wu Yue, oh no, maybe I should call you Your Majesty the Queen, Your Majesty, I I really want to say goodbye, believe in yourself, you can do it!"

"Ok!"

Wu Yue nodded. Ling Feng's words gave her great confidence and courage.

Sending Ling Feng out of the mourning hall, Wu Yue bid farewell to Ling Feng again, watching his back, gradually going away, tears welled up in her eyes again.

"I'll do it, because, I'm your friend..."

Unfortunately, they are just friends.

……

After bidding farewell to Wu Yue, Ling Feng didn't have any other friends among the extreme gods to say goodbye to.

Back to the place where he was temporarily staying, Zifeng, Jianlu, and Yan Jinghong were all here to heal their injuries.

The cheap donkey was seriously injured, but this guy has rough skin and thick flesh, so it's basically fine if he doesn't die.

As for Zifeng, he can recover as long as he sleeps, which is very worry-free.

On the other hand, Yan Jinghong, who was injured in the end, almost burped.

Fortunately, with Ling Feng's medical skills, otherwise he would have to lie in bed for at least several months.

"I am going to leave the Jidao King City today."

Ling Feng glanced at Yan Jinghong, and said calmly: "So, before I leave, I have a few questions, I hope you can enlighten me."

"ask."

Yan Jinghong's expression was indifferent, and he didn't give Ling Feng any good looks just because he saved him.

Ling Feng shrugged, this guy has always been like this, and he's already used to it.

Throwing both Zifeng and the cheap donkey back to the Five Elements Heavenly Palace, Ling Feng said: "The first question, what is the relationship between you and him...?"

(End of this chapter)