Supreme Spiritual Beast

"Really?"

"Then, can you come with us to see the Ice Mountain?"

"You don't love ice, but she might recover when she sees you."

Yi Yi heard this and looked at Cao Zicheng expectantly, hoping that he would agree.

"Alright."

Cao Zicheng nodded. With his current strength coupled with his Saint Devil state, even if a powerhouse from the White Feather Tribe came, he could still run for his life!

"Yun'er, you and Little Tiger, wait for me here. Or …"

Cao Zicheng said hesitantly. After all, he was not doing well right now.

"It's fine, go on!"

Yu Yun waved her hand casually, as if she didn't care about it at all.

Following that, she watched Cao Zicheng's figure gradually disappear into the distance before sighing.

"Yuyun, why do you pretend you don't feel it?"

The little tiger asked curiously. Was love really that mysterious?

If his partner dared to betray him when he grew up, he would slap her without hesitation.

"You're still young, so you don't understand."

Yu Yun slowly descended to the ground, looking at the empty place in front of her, lost in her thoughts.

The little tiger continuously flew beside Yu Yun, it didn't feel like Yu Yun was wrong about anything.

After all, he was only around a hundred years old, and was still a young cub!

A few minutes later, Cao Zicheng arrived at the Holy Palace.

Looking at the grand building in front of him, Cao Zicheng was amazed.

"Commander Yi, this is …" "Human?"

The White Feathered Race expert guarding the entrance of the Holy Palace questioned. This time, the guards were even more powerful.

After all, this was the Sacred Palace, and nothing more could happen here.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

Yi said with a frown, before bringing Cao Zicheng into the holy palace.

"Whiz!"

Not long after Cao Zicheng entered the Holy Palace, a fragrant wind blew over, followed by a gentle figure that entered his arms.

"Zi Cheng, is that you?"

A gentle voice rang out. This voice contained too many emotions.

There was attachment and confusion!

There was sorrow, and there was also grief!

Cao Zicheng was at a loss of what to do because of this sudden turn of events. This …

He then looked at the people of the White Feather Tribe and saw that they all turned their heads away from him, as if Cao Zicheng's distress could not be seen.

Afterward, the three of them all left the Sacred Palace, leaving the surrounding environment to the two of them.

"Zi Cheng, I really missed you. I thought I wouldn't be able to see you for the rest of my life."

"Zi Cheng, do you know? I didn't dare meet you because I was afraid you would die because of me. "

"It seems like time has come to a standstill just like that. You can hug me forever."

"…"

The cold words made Cao Zicheng fall into silence, and he could hear the feelings behind them.

This feeling was about to reach the point of deformity. What cultivation technique was this …

"Strange, why can't I feel your love?"

A cold and cruel look appeared on his face.

The love in her beautiful eyes seemed as if it was about to drip down, causing Cao Zicheng's heart to tremble.

"You … Do you love me? "

Cao Zicheng was startled, he did not expect to ask this question right after meeting Han Qing.

He did not want to deceive Han Qing, nor did he want to deceive his own feelings.

However, he was afraid. He was afraid that his refusal would cause Han Shanyue to lose his wits.

Although he had already mentally prepared himself for this, he could tell from the words of those men that Han Li had gone mad because of him.

If he refused, wouldn't it be a little too cruel to her?

But if he didn't reject it, he didn't have any sincere love for her.

That... What was this?

"Don't you love it?"

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and sadness appeared on her beautiful face. The atmosphere in the holy palace seemed to be grieving for Han Lang, who was not worthy of her.

She hugged Cao Zicheng tightly. She could already guess that the lover in front of her had no love for her, but she did not want to let go.

If possible, Han Bing wanted to break both of Cao Zicheng's legs, so that he could stay by his side forever.

But she knew it was impossible.

Ignoring the fact that he couldn't do anything, his lover had already grown up!

An expert, a person capable of killing a supreme beast.

Would he be willing to imprison him?

Two streams of tears slowly rolled down his face. Cao Zicheng felt the wetness on his chest and became even more silent.

His silence represented everything, and his hands were not holding the ice.

This was because Cao Zicheng knew that it was better to be in pain than to be in pain.

He couldn't give her hope, otherwise it would only make the pain worse.

But to be so cruel to someone who loved him so much, would he be …

However, if he gave Han Shanyue hope, but he also gave her despair, then wouldn't he be a scumbag?

Since he couldn't accept her, he didn't want to give her any hope.

Good impression... Not love!

"I know you don't love me, but can you give me a hug?"

A cold light flashed across his eyes as he raised his beautiful, sparkling face. A trace of expectation and understanding flashed across his red, beautiful eyes.

"I won't pester you, but... Can you give me a hug? "

"Just once... "Okay?"

A cold, pleading voice rang out from the Sacred Palace, causing Cao Zicheng's hands to tremble slightly.