The sturdy favorite concubine: the remnant king is coming to the bowl

Chapter 413 Turning point, burning fire

Hearing what he said, Yue Ji glared at him more and more angrily, "Don't forget, even if she married An Ling Yifeng and escaped this catastrophe, if she lacked a soul, she would still die."

Xuanyuan Mochen's phoenix eyes still stared affectionately at the direction of the Saintess Palace, and his tone was low and flat, "Ya'er escaped this catastrophe and saved Momo. If Ya'er dies because of lack of soul, I will accompany her. She lives, I live, she dies, I die."

He has already figured it out, he will not do anything to make her feel sorry for her in order to let her live.

He knew that she didn't need or disdain such a love, what she wanted was that he could live and die with her.

Because of his words, Yue Ji's eyes filled with tears again, she stared at him with heartache, her tone was sad, "She lives, you live, she dies, you die, do you really have the heart to watch her die? Would you rather Accompany her to die, and you don't want to love me, do you?"

"Yes!" Xuanyuan Mochen was decisive, but with one cold word, Yue Ji was thrown into the bottomless abyss.

Afterwards, he ignored Yue Ji, and just stared in the direction of the Saintess Palace for a moment.

And Yueji stood beside him, eyes full of tears staring obsessively at his handsome silhouette, and she didn't ask him any more, she knew that if she kept asking, there was only one answer, he wouldn't love She, never, even if he went to Huangquan with Feng Qianya, he would never love her.

Her heart began to feel relieved, loving a man who doesn't love her at all like this, her heart really hurts, she wants to give up, no matter what she does, he can't see her, and he won't love her, She even started to lose the motivation to live.

In this world, she is alone, and she shouldn't have come to this world at all.

……

In the Holy Maiden's Palace, Feng Qianya and An Ling Yifeng stood face to face, neither of them spoke.

An Ling Yifeng didn't know what to say for a while, getting married was like a dream to him.

And Feng Qianya saw that he didn't speak, and she didn't make a sound, so she wasted like this.

"Ya'er..." Finally, An Ling Yifeng spoke, and he called her in a low voice, his clear eyes were fixed on her beautiful face, and his eyes were tinged with scorching temperature little by little.

Suddenly, An Ling Yifeng lowered his head and pressed a kiss on her fair forehead.

Feng Qianya was slightly stunned by his actions, her almond eyes narrowed, didn't he understand everything?
When she was about to ask him, An Ling Yifeng picked her up and walked towards the big bed.

Seeing this, Feng Qianya's eyes almost fell out, she couldn't believe that it was An Ling Yifeng in front of her, was this something that pure An Ling Yifeng who didn't know how to bridal chamber would do?
An Ling Yifeng hugged her and sat her on the big bed, while he sat beside her, staring at her tightly with clear eyes, with a smile on his lips, "Ya'er, I know you didn't Amnesia, your performance just now told me that I am still the same Anling Yifeng as before, but I understand a few things better than before..."

Speaking of this, his beautiful big white hand like ivory carvings gently caressed her beautiful face, and his slender fingers slid to her chin. There was still a gentle smile like a fairy on her handsome face, " Ya'er, at this moment, you are my wife, and I will make Ya'er happy for the rest of my life, I only ask that Ya'er make me happy for a moment, as long as Ya'er is my wife for a moment, that's enough."

Feng Qianya thinks she is very smart, but at this moment she doesn't understand An Ling Yifeng's words, what is his wife for a moment?

She raised her eyebrows, looked up at him, and stopped pretending. She raised her lips and said, "I spit out the holy water. I really don't have amnesia, Yifeng, you know, I don't love... um... ..."

An Ling Yifeng didn't wait for her to finish speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, he didn't pry open her mouth, but just kissed her lips softly.

Feng Qianya was stunned again, narrowing her almond eyes, and was about to push him away, but An Ling Yifeng left her lips first.

Tears welled up in his clear eyes, and he stared at her reluctantly, but there was a happy smile on his handsome face, "Ya'er, as I said, I only ask you to give me a moment of happiness. With this moment of happiness, now it's time for me to fulfill my promise and give you a lifetime of happiness."

Feng Qianya stared at Anling Yifeng's handsome face wet with tears, feeling a bad premonition in her heart, she stared at him with almond eyes, and asked worriedly: "Yifeng, what do you mean? What are you going to do?"

An Lingyifeng stared at her affectionately with clear eyes full of tears, put his index finger and middle finger together, pointed at Feng Qianya, and fixed her so that she could not move.

His actions made Feng Qianya even more panicked, her almond eyes were filled with mist, "Yifeng, what are you going to do?"

An Ling Yifeng took her hand, faced her with one palm, and poured his kung fu into her body.

Sensing a powerful force flowing in her body, Feng Qianya raised her eyes and looked at An Ling Yifeng, "Why do you want to imbue me with your skills? Why?"

A happy smile appeared on An Ling Yifeng's handsome face wet with tears, and he stared at her affectionately, "Ya'er, it was you who taught me love, I love you, so I am the one who fulfills your happiness." happiness, this is true love.”

After saying that, he stared at her reluctantly for a while, withdrew his hand, stood up, interlaced the index and middle fingers of both hands, and silently recited a mantra, and a raging fire burned all over his body, and his whole body was covered with tears. Surrounded by fire.

This raging fire is not an ordinary fire, it is a sacred fire, which can extinguish people in ashes.

Seeing this, the tears in Feng Qianya's almond eyes rolled down, and she shouted in panic: "Yifeng, don't, I don't need you to fulfill my happiness. If you die, I will not be happy either."

Because of the burning fire, Anling Yifeng's picturesque handsome brows frowned, blood overflowed from the corners of his lips, his fair and beautiful big hands were burnt red, oozing bright red blood, the bone-eating pain made him unbearable The one who lived almost fell to the ground.

He still stared at Feng Qianya affectionately, with a weak voice, "Ya... Ya'er, I... asked the eight elders, as long as... I die, the one who violates... God's will is... me, It is also... me who has been... cursed by heaven, this... curse will be broken, and Ya... Ya'er... will not be wiped out..."

The bone-eating pain made An Ling Yifeng unable to speak any more. His body had already begun to become transparent, and the parts below his knees began to collapse, disappearing without a trace like scattered white stars.

Seeing this, Feng Qianya felt grief in her heart, her apricot eyes full of tears stared at Anling Yifeng in panic, and cried bitterly: "Don't... Yifeng...you don't want to die...I beg you not to die...I don't want it You vanished into ashes...do you want me to feel guilty for the rest of my life?"

An Lingyifeng's clear eyes full of tears looked at her affectionately, "Ya... Ya'er, it's... too late, I... don't die, you... can't be happy..."

(End of this chapter)