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

Chapter 415 Love in three lives, their first life

She won't be wiped out, and she won't be scattered. She can finally stay with Xuanyuan Mochen, but she can't be happy, and instead starts to cry again. This is all in exchange for the sacrifices of An Ling Yifeng and Yue Ji.

How could she stay with Xuanyuan Mochen with peace of mind?

Acknowledging mistakes can improve a lot, and Yueji called her sister before she died, how could she not be moved.

But she is also dead, An Ling Yifeng is dead, Fairy Xinyao is dead, Si Yunyi is like a vegetable, he has not woken up until now, maybe he will never wake up in his life.

She suddenly felt that she had committed a lot of crimes, that she had harmed a lot of people.

These crimes made her, who had always been strong, almost collapse.

She cried and shook her head, "No... I don't want the happiness that so many people sacrificed for, I don't want... I don't want..."

Xuanyuan Mochen saw Feng Qianya crying and shouting, he had never seen her like this before, he hugged her into his arms worriedly, "Ya'er... Ya'er, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Qianya looked at Xuanyuan Mochen with tears in her eyes, and cried, "Honey, we can't be so selfish, even without all the obstacles, we can't be together anymore."

After saying that, Feng Qianya pushed Xuanyuan Mochen away.

Xuanyuan Mochen looked at her affectionately, his light brown pupils became moist, and his heart was full of grief. He knew the reason why she said this, she couldn't accept that the happiness between them was based on the relationship between An Lingyifeng and Yueji. sacrifice.

He knew that his Ya'er was about to collapse, no matter how strong she was, she couldn't bear the blows of the past few days.

He took her into his arms again, hugged her tightly, his moist phoenix eyes looked at her affectionately, and said in a firm tone, "Ya'er, I know you blame yourself and your heart aches. I, like you, also blame yourself and your heart aches. , Guilt, but this can't stop us from being together, I would rather be with Ya'er for the rest of my life with self-blame and guilt, than separate from Ya'er, even if it's just for a moment, Ya'er, we have gone through so much, don't be separated again Give up, okay? I won't be able to bear it anymore, and I'll also collapse, Ya'er, don't say that you won't be with me anymore, it will make my heart ache to death."

Xuanyuan Mochen's words moved Feng Qianya's face, she hugged him tightly, and wept softly in his arms.

At this time, a group of people who had been waiting outside the palace gate for a long time came in because they heard Feng Qianya's cry.

Seeing that she, who has always been strong and can support the whole world, was crying so sadly, several people also stood where they were, and no one stepped forward.

Feng Qianya, who was sad in Xuanyuan Mochen's arms, suddenly came out of his arms, and looked at the eight elders with eyes full of tears, "You must have a way, right? Yifeng, Yao'er are so kind, God I won’t let them just disappear like this, even if they go to hell and go to heaven, I will save them.”

She walked up to Elder Ling, no tears in her almond eyes, but stared at him firmly, "The eight of you have lived for so long, it is impossible that there is nothing you can do, tell me, how can I save them?" ?”

Hearing the words, the Elder Spirit frowned deeply, "Does the saint want to go against the sky again? Although we have hundreds of years of skill, there is nothing we can do!"

Elder Qing also stepped forward to look at Feng Qianya, frowned and said, "Saint, even if the eight of us expend all our energy, we cannot save them."

Feng Qianya also knew that this was a difficult task for the strong, she narrowed her almond eyes, and stared sharply at the eight elders, "Is there no other way?"

The eight elders looked solemn, their brows were deeply furrowed, as if they were thinking of a solution.

Feng Qianya saw that the eight of them were frowning deeply, and just when she was about to be completely disappointed, the elder Ling made a sound.

He looked at Feng Qianya with a solemn expression, and said uncertainly: "When I was young, I heard from my master that there were four holy relics in the Phoenix Sacred Clan, but they all fell into the four kingdoms of Dongming, Xishu, Nanping, and Beiyang. , if these four holy relics gather together, they will have magical power, but we don't know what kind of power it is, this is just a rumor of the Phoenix Sacred Clan, whether it is true or not, we have to know."

Feng Qianya heard Elder Ling say this, and hope was rekindled. She now has the urge to kiss Elder Ling.

Regardless of whether the rumor is true or not, she has to give it a try.

She has the Holy Phoenix Clan from the Eastern Nether Kingdom, the Yin-Yang Xuantian Jue from the Nanping Kingdom, the Red Luan Sword and the Dragon Soul Sword from the Western Shu Kingdom, and the Linglong Snow Toad from the Beiyang Kingdom.

These four holy objects happened to be all in order. Could it be that it was destined in the dark that these four holy objects fell into her hands one by one, because she was destined to go against the sky once?

Immediately, she raised her eyes to look at the eight elders, raised her lips and said, "These four holy relics are in our hands, how do we gather them together? Is it enough to put them together?"

The eight elders frowned at the same time and said, "I don't know if it will work."

Feng Qianya looked up at the eight elders, and made up her mind that no matter what, she would give it a try.

Immediately, she looked at Xuanyuan Mochen and the eight elders, raised her lips and said, "Baby, the Yin-Yang Xuantian Art is still in the Imperial Palace of the Eastern Ming Kingdom, please come and fetch it with the eight elders, no matter what, we have to try it." .”

Xuanyuan Mochen and the eight elders nodded at the same time, and then the nine quickly disappeared in the Saintess Palace.

Seeing this, Feng Qianya waited anxiously. Although she knew that there were eight elders there, and it would take a short while to go to Dongming Kingdom to obtain the Yin-Yang Xuantian Art, she still waited anxiously.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the eight elders and Xuanyuan Mochen reappeared in the Saintess Palace.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Mochen was holding the Yin-Yang Xuantian Jue in his hand, she immediately stepped forward, picked up the Yin-Yang Xuantian Jue in his hand, and then asked Xiao Momo to release the Linglong Snow Toad, and then used the Red Luan Sword, Dragon Soul Sword, Phoenix The rings are all placed together.

Feng Qianya, Xuanyuan Mochen, and everyone present stared at the four sacred objects placed together for a moment, but after a while, none of the four sacred objects responded. "Lie" there quietly.

Seeing this, the eight elders frowned and said, "It seems that it is really just a rumor."

Everyone was disappointed, but Feng Qianya's water-cut almond eyes were staring at the four sacred objects placed together, not for a moment.

Seeing her staring at the four sacred objects, Xuanyuan Mochen thought she was extremely disappointed and couldn't accept it for a while, so he hugged her worriedly, and looked at her distressedly, "Ya'er, maybe this is really just Rumors, don't believe them all, don't be too discouraged, I will die of worry and heartache if you do this."

Feng Qianya's eyes kept falling on the Red Luan Sword and the Dragon Soul Sword, and what flashed in her mind were the jade troughs of different shapes, large and small, that she had seen in the holy pool.

Do the four holy relics have to be placed in the jade trough on the jade platform?

Suddenly, she raised her eyes to look at Xuanyuan Mochen, raised her lips and said, "Baby, I know where these four sacred objects should be placed to respond?"

After saying that, she glanced at the eight elders, "Let's go to the holy pool immediately, where the four holy objects should be placed."

The eight elders heard the words and cast spells together, and the group arrived at the holy pool in an instant.

Feng Qianya, Xuanyuan Mochen, Xiao Momo and the others immediately placed the four holy relics one by one in matching jade troughs.

When the eight elders saw those jade troughs, they all looked at Feng Qianya in surprise and showed admiration for her. None of the eight of them thought that their saintess had only come to the holy pool once, and they even thought of taking the four holy objects. put it here.

The jade trough on the jade platform is just enough, and the size is suitable, as if it was tailor-made for these four sacred objects.

It's just that the four sacred objects have been arranged step by step, but there is still no expected reaction.

Seeing this, Feng Qianya narrowed her almond eyes, is there anything else missing?

Her eyes kept falling on those jade troughs.

At this time, Linglong Xuechan who was staying in the jade trough made a baby voice, "Blood is needed to make the four sacred objects produce mysterious power."

Hearing Linglong Xuechan's words, Feng Qianya got up and walked to Xiao Momo, and took out the dagger he was carrying from his sleeve robe.

Seeing this, Xiao Momo looked at her worriedly, "Queen, what are you going to do?"

Ziyou, Feng Qingjue, Gu Ju, Yu Xiaohan, Xixi, Xuanyuan Liluo all looked at her worriedly.

Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows and looked at them, with a slight smile on her lips, she raised her lips and said, "Don't worry, it's just a little blood, and I won't die."

After saying that, she walked to the jade platform and slashed at the palm of her hand, and the bright red blood immediately oozed out. She frowned slightly, enduring the pain, and with her palm facing down, she dripped the bright red blood into the jade trough.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mochen's phoenix eyes were full of distress, but he didn't stop her, they should do something for An Ling Yifeng.

Immediately, he snatched the sharp dagger from Feng Qianya's hand, and drew blood from his own palm.

Seeing this, Feng Qianya stared at him with her apricot eyes moved, and a gorgeous smile bloomed on her beautiful face.

The two filled the large and small jade troughs with their own blood.

The faces of the two who had lost too much blood were extremely pale.

Xuanyuan Mochen still couldn't bear to stop Feng Qianya, her phoenix eyes looked at her affectionately, "Ya'er, the rest... just leave it to me."

After saying that, she held Feng Qianya's hand with one hand to prevent her from bleeding, while he filled the remaining jade troughs with blood.

Seeing the two of them like this, the eight elders and the people present were moved again.

They are affectionate and righteous, and they will surely move the heavens.

When Xuanyuan Mochen filled the last jade trough with blood, he was weak and almost fell down. Fortunately, Feng Qianya had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and immediately supported him.

Her apricot eyes looked at him distressedly, tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, but she didn't say anything, there was already a tacit understanding between them, and there was no need for too many words.

At this time, the jade troughs that had been injected with blood changed, and each jade trough emitted a golden light.

And the four holy objects in the jade trough also emitted a silvery white light.

And this golden light intersected with silvery white light, turned into colorful light and shot into the giant jade mirror, and then reflected on Xuanyuan Mochen and Feng Qianya.

In an instant, the figures of the two disappeared suddenly, and they were sucked into the jade mirror.

"Royal Father... Empress Mother..."

"Ya'er..."

"Little Youyou..."

"elder sister……"

"Sixth brother... Sixth sister-in-law..."

……

Seeing this, the people present rushed forward immediately, only to see Feng Qianya and Xuanyuan Mochen appear in the jade mirror. They clearly saw that they had entered a time tunnel, and then appeared thousands of years ago.

And Feng Qianya and Xuanyuan Mochen did return to the palace of Yu Meng, the first generation of the Phoenix Saint Clan thousands of years ago, because of the mysterious power of the Four Great Sacred Objects.

The Shengzun Palace thousands of years ago is exactly the same as the current Shengzun Palace, there is no difference.

Feng Qianya and Xuanyuan Mochen were a little surprised when they saw them appear in the Shengzun Palace.

The two embraced and looked at the Holy Palace, feeling familiar yet unfamiliar.

"You are here." A delicate but icy voice sounded abruptly, and a woman in a golden veil dress appeared on the throne dedicated to the Holy One.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mochen narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, stared sharply at the stunning woman sitting on the throne with cold eyes full of hatred, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

The stunning woman was Yu Meng, the first generation saint of the Phoenix Sacred Clan, and she was also the one who cursed that the saints of the Phoenix Sacred Clan could only marry the man appointed by God.

To untie the bell, the person who tied it must be lifted. If the curse is to be lifted, so that future saints of the Phoenix Saint Clan can marry their beloved, she must withdraw the curse.

Yu Mengshengzun's beautiful eyes were slightly closed, his eyes were sharp and cold, "Hehe... Mo Yun, don't you remember me?"

Hearing her words, Feng Qianya narrowed her apricot eyes, raised her eyebrows and glanced at Yu Mengshengzun, raised her lips and said, "Beauty, don't pretend to be mysterious, who are you, please tell me, is this the Holy Zun here?" Gong? You know my baby, but unfortunately, his name is not Mo Yun, but Mo Chen."

"Hehe..." Yu Meng smiled coldly, and stared sharply at Xuanyuan Mochen, "Thousands of years ago, his name was Mo Yun, he was Mo Yun's second life, and I am your first life. "

"What?" Xuanyuan Mochen narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly when he heard the words, and looked at Yu Meng with a hint of surprise in his eyes, "You are Ya'er's first life, how is this possible?"

Yu Meng still stared at Xuanyuan Mochen with eyes full of hatred, and said in a cold tone: "I have been waiting for you here for a long time, I am already dead, what you see is only the form formed by my thoughts, My hatred has lasted for thousands of years, and I should understand it today."

Hearing this, Feng Qianya narrowed her almond eyes, raised her eyebrows and looked at Yu Meng, raised her lips and asked, "According to what you said, what we saw was not your real body, so when is it now, thousands of years ago? Do you hate me?" Who is it?"

Yu Meng still stared at Xuanyuan Mochen with eyes full of hatred, and said in a cold voice, "As expected of my offspring, you are indeed smart enough. This place was indeed thousands of years ago. I didn't know until after I died that you would use me, the four great members of the Phoenix Sacred Clan." The power of the holy object came here, so my thoughts stayed in this virtual time and space to wait for you, the person I hate is Mo Yun beside you."

Hearing Yu Meng's words, Xuanyuan Mochen looked at her suspiciously with his phoenix eyes, his eyes were piercing, and his voice was cold and charming, "I have no grievances or enmities with you, and I have never met you before, why do you hate me?"

(End of this chapter)