Supreme Spiritual Beast

"Ai!"

Cao Zicheng sighed and slowly raised his hands.

However, just as his hands were about to wrap around Han Li's body, he suddenly stopped in midair. It was because he felt that Han Ying's entire body was trembling.

"So it turns out that it's this difficult to let you hug me for a bit?"

Han Shuang's voice trembled, and his tone was filled with endless grief and sorrow.

"However... This kind of you, perhaps only then will you be worthy of being loved! "

"I know you don't want me to have any hope, but... Can you let me feel your embrace? "

Hearing this, Cao Zicheng's arms wrapped around Han Qing.

Perhaps he wouldn't be with her in the future, even though she loved him because of his technique.

But facing a girl who loved me so much, I... Sigh!

"Wuwuwu …"

He could feel that after being hugged by Cao Zicheng, his cries started to grow louder and louder, as if he was a woman living in the abyss of despair.

There was no hope for the future!

There would be no light in the future!

"I'm sorry …"

Cao Zicheng said softly, listening to the cold crying in his heart.

However, he had no other choice. He could not accept the words' Long Han '!

He was a Saint Devil Body, a combination of the Saint Body and the Devil Body.

Both the Lord of the Sacred Body and the Lord of the Demonic Body were capable of dominating the stars and laughing at the heavens.

This was definitely his future!

If he managed to reach the end, he would be eternally immortal and live an unrivalled life.

As for him, he only had a good impression of Cena and Han Qing. Even if he liked her, it was still quite a distance away, not to mention … Love.

So he couldn't accept her. It would be better to have a long pain than a short pain, a quick knife cut … Confusion!

After crying for more than ten minutes in Cao Zicheng's arms, Han Bing let go of Cao Zicheng's body and walked away step by step.

"Although I can't feel your love, I can't feel your estrangement either."

"I, the White Feather tribe, can feel the emotions of my lover. I can't feel any emotions from you."

The cold man muttered to himself as he took a step back.

"It may be true that you don't love me, but I don't want to admit it."

"I can't feel any of your emotions, so I thought you loved me. At least, I didn't feel your distance."

"Not feeling love, but that doesn't mean love doesn't exist."

The cold words made Cao Zicheng feel even more uncomfortable. Why did this girl, who was dressed all in heaven and earth, love him so much? Stubborn?

"Han Xuan, I …"

"Don't say it!"

"Ahhh!" Han Bing roared, crying as she cried, "Are you going to break my last hope?"

"Can't you let me have a little hope?"

"Don't be cruel, okay?"

"Let me live in my own world. Go find your love. Don't worry about me. Don't worry about me. Okay …" "Is that so?"

The more the cold one spoke, the lower it got, and finally it was even begging Cao Zicheng.

Cao Zicheng knew that the right choice for him was to destroy her fantasy and not give her any hope.

However, when faced with the cold, the emotions in his heart far exceeded reason, and his heart began to churn.

"Alright."

Cao Zicheng replied softly, feeling even worse.

A woman who loved him so much, he could not accept this love, he could not protect her.

"I'm sorry …"

Cao Zicheng once again said he was sorry, because he felt that he was truly sorry.

"Don't say you're sorry. You didn't do anything to let me down."

With a cruel and cold smile, he slowly retreated.

"I am the Holy Maiden of the White Feather Tribe. I control the flourishing Holy Maiden of the White Feather Race."

The cold man said in a low voice, his tone slowly fading away. He didn't seem to be surprised at all.

The sadness seemed to have disappeared, the sorrow seemed to have vanished.

"I am the Holy Maiden of the White Feather Tribe. I have the entire White Feather Tribe on me!"

"I am the Holy Maiden of the White Feather Tribe. I have the responsibility and the duty to do so!"

"I am the Holy Maiden of the White Feather Tribe. The White Feather Race will become stronger because of me!"

The cold voice became ethereal, and its body started to emit white light.

Almost at the same time, a white light shot up into the sky.

Weng! *

Mystical ripples began to rise as a colorful light shone from the sky, blooming lotuses beneath his feet.

"Whiz!"

"Whiz!"

Yi and Qing sensed the undulations from the Sacred Palace and instantly appeared beside Cao Zicheng.

Looking at what happened to Han Qing, both of their faces turned stiff.

"This is …" Heartless had reached perfection? "

Yi Yi's voice trembled. There was disbelief in her voice.

This was because the Perfection of "Heartless" would not produce such a momentum, much less such an abnormal phenomenon.

Was this a good thing or a bad thing?

"Cao Zicheng, what did you say to the naked body?"

Qing Feng let out a furious roar, but there was no need to hide the killing intent in his voice.

Seeing the changes on Han Li's body, the old man became even more anxious.

At this moment, he had forgotten Cao Zicheng's strength.

At this moment, he only thought of Han Qing.

"Senior Qing, don't be like this. Perhaps the strange phenomenon that happened with Bing Han is not a bad thing."

Yi Yeyu's clear and melodious voice suddenly sounded. Her face did not even change as she looked at Han Qing.

This was because the position of Han Qing in the hearts of the White Feather Tribe was simply too high.

"Humph!"

With a cold harrumph, she glared at Han Qing. Uneasiness flowed in her heart … He was helpless.

Cao Zicheng slowly raised his head, revealing a wry smile.

Everything that had happened, he felt helpless!

However, he did not leave. If he left like this, his heart would be filled with guilt for the rest of his life.