Emperor Zun's way of chasing his wife: Go away to the gods

Chapter 1 Wedges
The evening sun covered everything with a layer of rosy red, and the entire Jiuchongtian seemed to be wrapped in a tulle like butterfly wings.

The woman leaning against the wall was decorated with gold powder, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her pupils opened slowly, and what caught her eyes was the irises all over the mountain, which were in full bloom at this time, and the red light was even redder on the pavement. The fire is like fire, extremely evil, the fragrance of flowers is tangy, and the mountain is full of fragrance.

The corner of the woman's mouth slowly curled into a sarcastic smile: This God Realm is really extremely funny. Just because of Si Ming's words, I was punished to this uninhabited land, and now I don't know how many years have passed.

The originally loose hair was tied up neatly, and the woman lowered her eyes and sighed softly, "Is it going to be night again..."

As soon as the words slipped out of the mouth, the last setting sun in the west was swallowed by the blue-black sky, the night was solemn and terrifying, and the stars were covered by thick layers of dark clouds.

"Star?!" I almost forgot that there is no starlight here, so I leisurely sacrificed the Fuli Sword, the sword light reflected the pale and tired face of the woman, struggling to stand up, looking at the red eyes.

Every night, the irises here will turn into red-clothed ghosts, stepping on the flames of hell, bursting out red lotuses and rushing towards her ferociously, and tonight is no exception.

And most of her spiritual power will disappear at night, and she can't even weave a protective barrier!

She raised the sword and fell, and another female ghost was seriously injured by her and turned into the original form of an iris flower.

Glancing at these endless female ghosts, my heart became a little more numb.

The long sword in his hand was ringing non-stop, and there were broken irises all over the place. The crescent white robe that was originally clean was also broken in many places at this time, and the skirt was dotted with scarlet, which was a little messy. It was hard to tell whether it was his own blood or the irises. flower juice...

She held the Fuli sword tightly in her hand, her joints were as white as paper due to the force, and she was breathing heavily, gradually feeling powerless.

Even in the face of so many enemies, she never flinched, because there are too many people in the God Realm who wanted to see her die, but they refused to let them do so.

Zichu pulled out a cruel smile, and the long sword in his hand tightened a bit...

The red-clothed female ghost suddenly dispersed, and pressed her tightly into a small circle. The faces of all the female ghosts were gloomy and stern, and some of them even hung half of their eyeballs in Hessen's eye holes, unable to tell. Disgusting.

The corner of one of the female ghosts' mouths pulled out a smile that was ready to die, and said: "Zi Chu Shangshen, if you die like this, will you be free?"

The heavy ghost sounds kept coming to her ears, and she even closed her five senses. The sound was still pervasive, as if a sharp dagger was stabbed fiercely into Zichu's limbs with a curse. She tried her best to suppress the smell in her throat. Tian, ​​with a wild smile, said, "I want to take the life of God, and give me the qualifications!"

The female ghosts were a little apprehensive at first, but when they heard her rampant words, they all couldn't stop releasing the cold air in their bodies, and all stretched out their long nails to forcefully attack her, Zi Chu frowned. , without the slightest hesitation, raised his sword to meet him.

The Fuli Sword held a few sharp sword flowers firmly, and with a fierce killing spirit, slashed at the face of an ugly female ghost, but unexpectedly, there was a female ghost on the ground who was desperately dragging Her ankle is bound to drag her into the endless hell.

Zichu made a backhand seal, beheading the female ghost in front of him mercilessly, and suddenly felt a chill in his ankle.

Slightly tilting his head down to collide with the female ghost's sinister eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and he secretly yelled that it's not good!

One inadvertently, the sharp and sharp ghost nails have pierced into the chest, the nails broke through the crescent moon white robe and pierced into the flesh and blood, the white robe instantly smeared with a large amount of blood, like a big blooming flower that is about to fade...

As soon as Zichu gritted his teeth, Fuli Sword cut off the female ghost's head directly, and the female ghost was beaten back to the original shape of the iris flower, and scattered on the ground, causing rotting blood and residual fragrance to mix together.

At this moment, Zichu's legs were half-sinked in blood and mud, and the Fuli sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

His eyes caught on to the nails that were approaching fiercely, but his body was weightless and muddy, and all the eyes were filled with darkness in an instant, all the female ghosts in red were tearing at her body, as if her body had been torn apart by Ling Chi's car, it was so painful Sweating coldly, all he could do was bite his lower lip tightly and swallow the pain deep down his throat...

The female ghost's face was even more ferocious at this time, "God Zichu, if you die, don't blame us!"

Zichu endured the pain from his limbs and bones, but he still stubbornly raised the corners of his lips, "God will never die!"

Even if she was beaten worse in the past, as long as Chaoyang peeped out her eyebrows and she appeared in the cave intact, maybe she would still be afraid for the first time, afraid of being buried in the loess, and she would never make a sound again. It's like this every night now, she has long been used to it, and she is so used to it that she is numb.

The female ghost's laughing voice was even more creepy, and her sharp nails slashed across her jade-like cheeks, "Zi Chu Shangshen, I'm afraid you will be disappointed this time."

Zichu held his head up in disdain, and didn't pay attention to them at all. When the female ghost next to her heard her companion's words, she quickly took out the soul lock from her sleeve, and grinned.

The chain glowed silver and was made of ice crystals that lasted thousands of years. Once you get close to it, you will feel the bone-piercing cold, and the smile on the female ghost's mouth is even worse. "If you have this soul-suppressing lock, you will be forever lost!"

Zichu looked at the soul-suppressing lock, his eyes were ashes, as long as his body knew a little, it would hurt his flesh and blood, and he could only see that the chain was tightly pierced through his arm, and the knocking from the soul came and went. hit my heart.

She caught off guard and lowered a tear of blood, the tears mixed with scalding temperature, dripping on the chain, imprisoning her body tightly, she finally couldn't bear it and screamed out, the voice was filled with awe-inspiring resentment. "If the original god is not dead, you will be wiped out! Eternal life will never be reincarnated!"

Soul-suppressing lock, devouring God's heart.

The chains pierced through her body, and she was covered with blood and flesh as far as she could see. She finally fainted because she couldn't bear the pain. Her blood suddenly melted into heavy flames, and the flames jumped higher and higher, getting hotter and hotter , all the female ghosts were roasted by the flames, leaving only a wisp of fresh air, and even the original shape of the iris was roasted.

The eyes of the girl who had been imprisoned suddenly opened. Unlike before, her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of purple veil, and there was a well-known calm in those purple eyes.

She looked at the soul-suppressing lock penetrating into her body, and with a thought, all the chains penetrating through her flesh and blood were reduced to dust. She made a formula in her hand, and soft white light enveloped her body, and all the flesh and blood that had stuck to her robe faded away. And the wounds on her body gradually healed, she walked forward smoothly, every step was a lotus flower formed by flames, and the scorching flames gradually blurred her figure.

　Ho ho ho.start again

　　
　
(End of this chapter)