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"Hmph, then you'd better reflect on it properly."

Xian Chen gave his last ultimatum.

"Third brother, we are brothers. With you locking me up like this, aren't you afraid of the other brothers' hearts breaking? Are you not afraid that Royal Father will blame you? "

Xian Yi had no choice but to bring out the Heavenly Emperor.

However, Xian Chen was not afraid.

"Xian Yi, you are now the sinner of Heaven Realm! The crime of colluding with the underworld is extremely heinous, and guilty of ten thousand deaths. Therefore, if I keep you locked up, the brothers will be very happy, and Royal Father will also be very happy, because I have captured a traitor of the Heaven Realm! You just wait for your death sentence! "

"Let me out! I want to see my father! You have no right to imprison me!"

"Royal Father does not see this sinful subject. Now, let me take over the Heaven Realm, you can stay inside and reflect on everything. If you commit suicide knowing your crimes, I won't stop you! "

Xian Yi laughed out loud: "What do you mean by 'suicide out of guilt'? What have I done wrong! "Hmph, how laughable!"

He swished his wide sleeves, and the bottom of the green totem sleeve was stained with a circle of surrounding stains.

It was as if a garden of dark blue weeds had been contaminated with oil.

"He is truly reckless. He has committed a heinous crime, but he actually doesn't know of it!" In collusion with the underworld, I became the owner of the Evil Spirit of the underworld. I brought these Evil Spirit into the peaceful and sacred Heaven Realm and contaminated the entire Heavenly Court. I'm only locking you up right now, so I'm being merciful to you.

Xian Chen's angry voice once again resounded through the skies.

The entire Sun Fate Disc was shaken by this roar.

A gust of fierce wind, accompanied by dark clouds and lightning, suddenly descended from the sky.

An enormous bolt of lightning, like a poison whip, violently lashed out.

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.

It makes it difficult for Manhua to climb on the treetops.

His strength grew weaker and his mind became more and more confused.

Xian Chen's power was boundless, and was able to control the power of nature at will. His internal injuries had not completely healed, and he was now struck by lightning and thunder, which was unbearable.

The smell of blood lingered in the air.

The pungent smell of blood brought Manhua back to reality.

Life and death will be decided in this one battle.

Trying to live is a belief.

Because he still had something he was worried about.

In this world, the word that made people unable to bear to leave was the word "missing".

Only with a burden would one be able to achieve something.

This was the pressure and motivation to survive.

He had to send Isabel out of the Sun Fate Disc.

He wanted her alive!

Even if she was no longer in the same life and death situation as him.

Even though she had completely forgotten about him.

Even if she no longer had a tomorrow with him!

If you can't live in the bright sunshine, what's the point of life?

Manhua bit his lip, the blood red like a blooming rose. In the cold wind, there was a huge amount of pain.

He decided to take the purple pearl heart out of her body.

Perhaps, leaving was the only way to save her.

Even if this method would make him feel depressed. The Infernal Realm.

A ray of golden sunlight appeared on the Sun Fate Disc.

Xian Chen's wide sleeves of white clothes fluttered in the wind.

He had long, pale blond curls that rolled like the waves.

His strength was like a repressed sea, silent and silent.

However, once a war broke out, it could swallow up all the mountains and mountains.

Xian Chen's image became incomparably gigantic. He looked down from the sky at Xian Yi and said: "Now, all the affairs of Heaven Realm will be handled by me. You will be judged tomorrow! Do your best. The traitor of Heaven Realm had committed a heinous crime, and logically speaking, the crime should be punished to death! But, Isabel is innocent, if you are still conscious, hand her over, and do not let her suffer with you, and lose her life in vain! "

The wind was fierce, and thunder and rain were mixed in.

Xian Yi looked at the image of Xian Chen on the Sun Fate Disc and said: "In my heart, there is only one truth, and that is that only truly strong people have the qualification to speak! As long as I defeat you, I will take control of history! If I say rain is rain, then I say black is black! So, you don't have the authority to deal with me right now! Only those who truly beat me would have the qualifications to convict me! So, now is not the time for you to be proud. In Heaven Realm, the strong are king, the losers are thief! And I have not been defeated! "

His head was filled with nether snake s, with his mouth wide open, he sprayed out balls of flames at Xian Chen's figure.

Xian Chen came sweeping over a bunch of dark clouds to cover them up, and said: "A lowly creature like the underworld actually dares to act rashly in front of me, you really don't want to live anymore! Xian Yi, I will no longer think about brotherly feelings. From today onwards, we will be enemies, and my Heaven Realm will remove you from the world forever! To use the underworld's Evil Spirit to attack the Heaven Realm's Gods was truly outrageous! Xian Yi, you asked for it! "

Manhua was anxious to save Belo.

They had to escape Xian Yi and Xian Chen's pursuit first.

As long as he knew where they were, he would be able to temporarily escape from their eyes.

Manhua stretched out his palm, and with a flip of his fingers, a ring of blue light appeared on his index and middle fingers.

After the circle of light passed through, two purplish-blue lavender flowers appeared horizontally.

Lavender, petal lustrous, entirely purple blue, brilliance in all directions.

Manwa held two lavender cups in his mouth. The corner of his mouth curved into a crescent shape as he recited three words: "Xun Yi Ji"!

It was ready to explode at any moment.

With the speed of light, he flew toward the two people fighting in the sky.

Once he confirmed their movements, he would be able to see and act accordingly.

Manhua took a deep breath. He was now racing against time.

With his fastest speed, he saved Isabel from the Sun Fate Disc.

He turned into a bat and arrived at a dark hiding place.

He was standing in the dark, just a meter away from where the sun was shining.

Light and darkness were only one meter apart.

Similarly, Heaven and Hell were only a meter apart.

Happiness and misfortune, all of them came within one meter.

Where there is a sun, the green grass can be evergreen. Similarly, a hundred flowers can be nourished and blossomed.

His silent expression could not be seen in the dim light.

He stretched out his palm and a girl with a head full of pink and black hair appeared under the blue protective halo.

For the moment, under his protection, she was safe and asleep, her eyes crinkled.

It was like falling. Angel of the world, dainty and charming.

He crouched down and put her where the sun was, because that was what she loved.

However, in the next second, he retreated back into the darkness.

Sunlight was something his heart yearned for, but his body was unable to reach it.

I love the sun, but I can't get close to it.

It was a great irony.

In this world, there was a kind of love. The moment one fell in love, it actually meant death.

Manhua sat down on the dense grass, his deep blue eyes downcast.

He gently placed his hand on Bea's palm. After a minute of silence, the memories of the past came one after another.

Little Belle, little him.

Little them grow white roses together, play together, grow together.

Little Bei'er always said: "I just want to warm you, hold your hand, keep holding it! Please don't push me away again. "

Memories of the fragments, is the hard broken glass, his heart cut to pieces.

Maybe losing his memories was a good thing.

At the very least, he would not be as helpless and pitiful as he was now.

It turned out that what he deeply loved was an incomplete poison. The poison of sunlight was beautiful and injurious.

Manhua took her hand and held it tightly against his chest.

Slowly, gently caress.

She had once squeezed his hand tightly and placed it on her chest. It was a very warm, very warm feeling.

There seemed to be a gentle breeze by his ears, bringing a hint of sweet fragrance with it.

That sweetness exuded an ice-cold fragrance.

It was like a white rose blooming in the middle of the night.

A long time ago, Bea squeezed his hand and said, "If you can really be happy, then suck up my blood. I just feel that by holding your hand like this, you'll warm up. I just... If you want to do this, just hold your hand all the time... "In the days without my parents, you are the only one I have left …"

I only have you — only you and I will depend on each other!

Now, he was going to take out the "purple pearl heart" from her stomach.

From then on, they were strangers. There was no longer any connection between them.

His hand trembled slightly. Even when his heart had been in such great pain, he had never felt such pain.

However, he chose to separate from her after all.

Just like the separation of the bone and spirit, it was torn apart.

Manhua's palm emitted a blue halo of light. It was a faint blue that exuded an ice-cold aura.

The halo of light shrouded Belle's entire body. It was like a cold wind blowing against her, and her hair was like a flower blooming in the air.

Her skirt fluttered in the wind. The corner of her skirt that she had torn off was still tied to her waist.

She said — "If you can't get out, please suck my blood!"

However, he didn't have the courage to kill her. His own hands were stained with her blood, and it was even more painful than dying.

Ling Chi's heart was even more ruthless than killing her.

In this world, there were people who could kill themselves, but could not personally destroy the things they loved the most, including their dreams, loves, and loved ones.

Bei'er had always acted as his ideal, the "ideal" that was close to the sun and had a warm atmosphere.

He had never been able to obtain this ideal, so he had always pursued it.

Bei'er was his dream, his lover, and his family!

Although they weren't related by blood, she was his family member from childhood till now!

Manhua stroked her palm and said, "To give you your freedom. This has always been what you wanted, isn't it?"

"Forget about me, and you'll be freer."

The blue light covered Belo's stomach and a purple bead was hovering and crying.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

He felt pain, like the pain of an insect biting and tearing.

The purple pearl heart was slowly shrinking.

It cried in pain, sad and sad.

It can understand the feeling of being cut apart from the soul of the same body.

The sun had been swallowed up by darkness, and the clouds were rising and falling, and everything was dark.

A chill of determination began to spread from the soles of his feet, like a poisonous snake curling and attacking.

He felt cold and suffocated.

However, he had to do this!

If there was no choice, he would continue!

The loss of time had never given him time to think.

He pressed his hand against the "purple pearl heart".

The pearl was in the midst of shattering, wailing and screaming in pain.

His voice was hoarse, begging was even more sorrowful.

A wave of sorrow gushed over, chilling to the bone.

The blood at the corner of his mouth flowed out again.

He had to cover his chest with his other hand, his heart beating slowly and painfully.

It was as if he would die in the next second.

The purple pearl heart was rolling in tears of blood, wailing in pain.

Suddenly, a sound rang out. "You …"

Bei'er opened her pink eyes and stared at Manhua's pale and determined face. For a moment, she couldn't say a word.

"Why?"

He kept his mouth shut, not saying a word.

"After you take it out, I will choose to commit suicide!"

Her eyes were wide open as she stared into the distant horizon, her face ashen.

It was as if there was nothing in those pink eyes.

It was empty, without any focal length.

It was like a soulless porcelain doll had fallen into a cold and dark abyss.

Manhua's hand suddenly stopped.

He didn't know what he should do next.

He only knew that the pain all over his body had caused him to dissipate all of his strength.

A tear slid down Belle's makeup into the cold grass.

Even with the sunlight, she still felt chilled to the bone.

It was a chill to life — a chill without hope.

"I... I won't allow you to die! "

He lowered his eyes, his tone overbearing yet full of sorrow.

They would be separated from each other, separated from each other by the horizon.

"After the purple pearl heart disappeared from my body, I no longer had anything to do with you, so you wouldn't be able to control my life and death!"

She stared at him, her eyes cold and sad.

Manhua's face tightened as the corners of his lips tightened into strips of steel.

"Give me freedom and you have no right to interfere with my actions."

When the wind blew, it carried the sharpness of a blade.

Manhua turned his head and looked at her pink eyes, his eyelashes fluttering like wings.

He was silent, but his heart was cold.

She actually used such a method to fight him.

It's always been like that with his bairn, isn't it.

She stood up and walked over to him, who was in the dark, and said, "Let me be free, that's what you said. From now on, you have no right to command me. My life is in my hands! "

She raised a sword at him.

The edge of a small silver sword glinted with a biting cold light.

It was like a blood-thirsty light … The light stung Manhua's eyes.

"Put it down!"

He gasped. Shout at her!

However, she only smiled. Her face that was as white as paper still had that gray, clear expression.

"No — I no longer have the courage to live! Since you've chosen to abandon me, then don't care where I go! We will never have anything to do with each other again! "

That sword was about to stab into her chest.

The blade of the sword was filled with a chilling aura, making a ruthless arc in the air.

Manhua's face turned purple. He rushed forward and knocked away the sword in her hand.

His breath came in gasps, and the corners of his mouth turned purple, like purple grapes frozen in the winter snow.

Tears streamed down Bei'er's face.

The tears were like ripples, but they were like ice-cold water that splashed onto the depths of his heart.

"I am alive for you. If you don't want it, then there's no need for me to continue living! "

They looked at each other.

One pink, one blue, one yang, one yin.

One was enveloped in the bright sunlight;

An aura of darkness permeated his entire body.

It was like heaven and hell, forever separated by the horizon.

The flower bud beneath his feet was trying its best to move towards the sunlight.

One step, one world, one flower, one world.

She was his world, his driving force.

However, the heavens were cruel. As he approached, he felt an aura of death.

Manhua's eyes were filled with a hazy mist.

He did not know where to go, his heart was suppressed by the thousand stones.

"Bear, you must understand that I cannot enter your world. Under the sun, I would have nowhere to hide. And you are not fit to live in the dark. It would make you unhappy, like a flower that will slowly wither. "

They wanted her to understand that they were like people in two different worlds.

They only hurt each other when they get close to each other.

She headed in his direction.

"You don't need to come over, I'll go over."

Her eyes were full of longing.

She spread her wings and crashed into his arms.

He was unable to hold on for a while, and was knocked to the ground. His heart was like a tide, and he found it hard to breathe.

"Don't push me again, okay?"

She buried her head in his chest and whispered.

The sound of whispering was like a drop of water dripping from a lotus leaf onto the lake, dripping crisply.

"If you stay with me, there won't be a tomorrow."

He sniffed the fragrance of the rose dew on her Hair and his chest began to ache.

The smell was too fragrant, causing people to feel endless nostalgia.

The more reluctant he was to part with it, the more his heart ached.

However, he could not arrange his fate with hers.

This was the most difficult choice in his life.

About life and death.

About love and retention.

About forgetting and separation.

"Even if there is no tomorrow, or if I die, I will stay with you. In the dark or in the sun. If there was no you in the world of heaven, I would still be unhappy. However, if there was you in hell, then it would be a bottomless abyss. Because where there is you, there will be flowers everywhere. "

Her tears were crystal clear, as if they were pearls that had dropped from their strings. They had a kind of killing warmth to them.

It was a very warm, very warm feeling.

Pink pearls, mermaid tears, heaven and earth mourn.

She stared into his eyes, her eyes full of concern.

The brocade handkerchief in front of his chest was revealed, causing her sharp eyes to snatch it away.

The brocade handkerchief is so soft, just like a soft heart.

A wave of rose scent assaulted Manhua, causing his heart to tighten.

She carefully picked up her handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The white rose on the handkerchief was tinged with a vivid red, a kind of coquettish beauty.

"Even without the sun, I still have the moon at night," she said as she wiped his face. Do you understand what I mean? "

Manhua bit the corner of his mouth and didn't answer.

"Look, the moonlight above has always been protecting the white rose below, right? They would warm each other, take care of each other, and not easily leave each other. Therefore, no one can easily separate us. "

He stared at her, his gaze undulating, "But, Rose doesn't have sunlight, she won't live for long."

His heart was beating furiously, and he seemed to remember something.

Was his memory slowly coming back to him?

"Even if the moon is never the sun, that does not mean that it is without light and heat! The moon also has its own light and heat, it even has a gentleness and brightness that the sun does not have; the rose without the sun may really wither, but it will wither, and will bloom for you in the night! Even though the White Rose will wither in the end, it still bloomed for you! "

Her eyes were wide with disbelief.

"I think I said something like that before, didn't I?"

She held her head, tears glistening in her eyes.

"Yes, when we were very young, we grew white roses together."

he muttered to himself. His eyes were deep and clear, as if he was recalling a beautiful memory.

The power seemed to have returned, a warm power that slowly seeped into the depths of his heart.

"Dumb Dragon said that we grew up together, didn't we? We're still... the master of the purple pearl heart. "

He squeezed her hand and said, "Yes."

"I mean, I'm willing to be one of the Blood Clan. To help the Blood Clan reproduce. "

Her voice was low, but it seemed to contain the shyness of a dewdrop.

"I've been seriously injured, and I can't get out of here at all. But Bei'er, do you understand? I want you to live. "

When he spoke, his eyes were distant and a little bright.

It was as if something had wrenched the softest part of him from his heart.

The most important thing, the softest tenderness.

Bea lowered her thick eyes, and her whole body seemed to be filled with a kind of air, a kind of low and oppressive air that enveloped her entire heart.

"You are selfish! What right do you have to arrange my fate like this! "

She stared at him as if his eyes were a sharp weapon that had to be pierced.

"…"

Under her intense gaze, Manhua had nowhere to hide, but he was also unable to say his inner feelings of conflict and sadness.

Bei'er stood up and pulled him up. "If you can't say anything now, don't say it."

"Bei'er, don't be like this."

He felt weak and dizzy.

Belle put his hand on his chest. "I won't give up," he said. I also forbid you from giving up on me! Those who give up on me are idiots! You have no right to give up on me, because we are one! "

Ripples appeared in her pink eyes as she tightened her grip on his hand. "Ask your heart, what do you want the most!? Not to escape, not to struggle, not to retreat; but to be together, no matter how difficult it is! When we are together, no one can separate us. No, we are of the same species! You just need to remember that. You don't need to say anything else. "

Bea bit her lip until it turned red.

A rosy red, like a blooming rose trying to grow in the dark.

Yes, the growth of hard work.

The rose was delicate.

But it was good.

It also has its own soul and mind.

To grow, one had to face the onslaught of darkness.

To grow, one must stand up bravely in difficulty.

Bei'er wiped the tears from her eyes, and her lips started to twirl. "I, no, yes, Xu, you retreat! Because we are destined to be together, to die together! I'm ready. "

Manhua's eyes were filled with tears.

His azure blue eyes were suffused with the waters of autumn. Although he was born cold, his bones were still warm.

Because he had her.

A brave and beautiful pink mermaid.

She was the only thing keeping him alive!

As the road ahead became more and more lost, it became more open.

Although his internal injuries were still severe.

However, the cruelty of reality forced him to be completely awake.

As his brow dropped, she leaned closer.

It was as if a gentle breeze had just broken the setting sun, and she was shivering with a sweet fragrance under his nose.

It was like a faintly discernible butterfly dancing in a beautiful manner.

He squeezed her hand as if she would disappear in the next second.

His heart ached with pain, suffused with a cold and warm tide. He still couldn't leave her.

Because she was his sunlight.

It was also because she was his water source.

Oh, she should still be air, the fresh air he could never abandon.

Sunlight and water, air, everything was indispensable.

"Belle, what do you think I should do with you?"

He sniffed her hair, and his heart filled with the sweet fragrance of flowers.

"Don't give up, don't retreat, and don't abandon me!"

Bea pressed her long forefinger against his lip.

His lips were purplish red, a beautiful crescent-shaped mouth that was moist with longing for love and warmth.

Manhua's eyes shone like bright moonlight.

"I never gave up on you. But you have to understand, sometimes... "

She shook his head and said, "I don't want anything. But I don't want your reasons! I just want us to be together! Work hard together! "

"But, I can't let you die! This is the most important thing. "

"Am I, in your heart, a person who will only run away from death? Or is my image in your heart like a delicate flower, unable to withstand a night of dew and frost? Am I that unbearable? "

Her fingers, like playing the piano, caressed the corner of his mouth, gently stroking it, gently talking to him.

It was as if water had dripped into a flower. A burst of fragrance wafted out from Ree.

It was a very faint fragrance, like a piece of silk, lightly wrapped. Around his neck.

Her cherry lips, like a blooming rose, have the pride of thorns: "Even if I were a delicate flower, I still have the right to choose my own life. If anyone wants to rob me of my will and my freedom... I'll self-destruct! My life, my life, should be left to me — to do what I like, to yearn for my own life, to choose the person I love the most! That's what I want the most! "

When he wanted to speak, there was no chance.

Her lips fell just like that, and a refreshing scent of roses assaulted her nostrils.

Her lips were so soft, it was as if she was holding a sweet honey in her mouth. Peach candy.

It was as if the candy he cherished in his childhood was something he would never forget until now.

Shukin's, charming, treasured, the smell of which seeped into his bones.

A tear rose from the bottom of her heart.

It dripped between the lips of their kiss.

All the love, all the memories, are on this lips.

She kissed hard, hard.

It was like a white rose blooming in the middle of the night, trying its best to raise its toes in pursuit of its love.

The full moon was translucent like a disk.

The white rose is only close to the unreachable moon.

Even though it couldn't be realized, his heart still yearned for it.

A dream, just like the fire and ice at the extremes of Yin and Yang.

They were in love with each other, but they were separated for various reasons and could not approach each other.

Just like the flower and the leaf, never seeing each other.

No one knew why the bewitching flower on the River Styx was so dead set on protecting the banks of the River Styx.

No one knew why the seductive flowers on the Styx withered and withered the moment they left it, or why they lost their life force.

No one knew why the beautiful flower on the River Styx whose petals and leaves were like the moon and the sun could not be born together under the same sky.

Because of the curse of ice and fire?

Or was it because ice and fire, yin and yang, were fated to have no fate and could not protect each other. If they did, they would self-destruct?

Because of this teardrop, Manhua's heart sank. In the end, he was still at the bottom of the sea. Destruct...

It was as if he couldn't see the future. Decay.

There was a kind of kiss, a kiss of life and death.

It was a parting kiss.

It was a kiss that could not see the ends of the sky.

A kiss is goodbye.

This was because he discovered that his sleeves were trembling, reminding him that his enemies were approaching.

It was quickly approaching! It was like a beam of light, moving extremely fast.

Two lavender plants, both of them telling him — the enemy was closing in.

A huge black web fell from the sky.

They had so little time, so little time to escape.

This kiss broke his heart, causing him to be unable to breathe for even a moment.

Danger flooded in like a flood.

Manhua's eyes turned from a clear blue to a fiery red.

He pulled Belle along and fled.

This escape route was filled with sharp thorns and danger, but the urgency of time no longer allowed him to consider the consequences.

He could only grit his teeth and continue onward on the dangerous peak.

At the peak of danger, if one paid a bit of attention, one would die without a burial ground.

The sweat on his forehead flowed down like rain-colored paintings, drop by drop.

He sprinted along the road, speeding along without end.

There was no wind, like a swamp in the night.

Only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard, trembling with fear.

Countless branches streaked across his face, causing it to hurt. The ground beneath his feet seemed to be covered in heavy mud, making it more and more difficult to walk.

They ran past mountains, crossed rivers, and climbed over harsh sandstones.

However, they discovered that their world had shrunk into a small ball.

They were artificially placed in crystal ball s, being watched and slaughtered by others!

The ground beneath their feet turned into ice, as if it had turned into a pool of ice. The ice floating above the sea could sink into the sea at any time.

The corners of Manhua's mouth turned purplish black. His strength had been greatly depleted, and his breathing became thinner and thinner.

A bolt of lightning struck down from the sky.

It split his and Belle's hands.

All of a sudden, he fell to the ground.

He turned around and found that Belle was getting farther and farther away from him …

The faint pink, delicate powder was swallowed up by the sea.

It was like a rootless rose that was thrown into the deep sea, disappearing without a trace.

He gasped. Like a fish thrown ashore, he struggled on the ground with eyes wide with despair, desperately, desperately.

However, the result of his struggle was that his strength completely dissipated, and the person he wanted to protect the most was finally gone …

His head hurt, and he struggled to reach out to her as she walked away.

Her warm kiss seemed to spread from the corner of his mouth, but in the next second, he fell into the ice cave.

In the end, he still lost.

A stench of blood came out from his chest.

Bloody, heart-wrenching pain.

Manhua endured the pain as he crawled up from the ice-cold ground.

He had been chasing the fading pink, trudging mountains, crossing straits, climbing volcanoes...

However, he realized that no matter how much he tried to chase her, it was useless. She was still getting further and further away from him.

It was like the difference between the heavens and the earth being vast and endless.

He had to persevere, even when he was feeling dizzy and drenched in cold sweat.

He curled up his body and crawled in the quicksand, as if there was no possibility of survival if he could not climb over it.

As the sandstorm covered his eyes, a figure floated down from the sky.

The figure landed in front of Manhua, his long golden eyebrows raised, and his eyes filled with a sword-like taunt.

"You are truly daring to fight against an Empyrean God. You are courting death."

Manhua's head was deep in the yellow sand, and he was gasping for breath. He said, "Give me back Belle!"

Xian Chen laughed. At the same time, his long hair fluttered around him: "This joke is really funny. Give it back to you? Why should I return it to you? We've got her, and she's ours! What right do you have to ask us to return it? You are a prisoner now. He doesn't even have his own freedom anymore, and still has the face to ask us to release him. How laughable! Furthermore, Isabel is a free man, you don't even have the right to criticize him! "

Manhua raised his face from the sand, his eyes filled with killing intent. Slaughterer's Qi. The blood-red eyes were like swords that pierced through the heavens.

"You don't have the right to ask her where she belongs! She was mine! "

Xian Chen sneered, and looked at him coldly. He walked up with large steps, and ruthlessly stepped on Man Hua's finger with his big foot.

Creak * The bones of his fingers made a cracking sound.

"Save your strength to save yourself. Ankui Manhua, Isabel will disappear from your world forever. "Or …"

Xian Chen paused for a moment, both of his eyes bleeding. The light of greed and evil continued, "Or perhaps you could say something else. That is, you will forever disappear from her world. Her memories could be washed over and over again! As for you, your life might be trampled on by us in the next second. You are just a small ant, a lowly creature for us to play with! "

When Manhua heard this, he laughed, "All living things exist in the same life. There is no such thing as high, low, or low. The person who underestimates the others underestimates them will be the person who underestimates them!"

Xian Chen frowned, he exhaled a breath of cold air: "In here, I am the King! I am the ruler of the entire world! Anyone who resists me must die! "

Manhua lowered his eyelids and said, "Your tone is the same as Xian Yi. It was laughable to be so conceited. Don't you know that the more self-abased you are, the more arrogant you will pretend to be? "

"What did you say?" Inferior? "Really …"

Xian Chen completely didn't understand the meaning of Manhua's words.

"Am I wrong? You and Xian Yi are both afraid. No matter how strong one's appearance is, or how hypocritical and empty one's heart is, isn't that the most lamentable thing in life? "

Manhua crawled out of the sand, his blue hair, like feathers, glowing with a faint blue light. It was like a fine piece of silk, fluttering in the wind.

His azure eyes were suffused with a bloody mist, as if the setting sun had just descended upon the world.

"Xian Yi and I are completely different! Ankui Manhua, you are the one who makes me the most unhappy out of all the people I have ever met! "

"If I say that I have fallen for your heart, you do not need to be angry! Because there was no need at all. Heaven Realm, didn't he claim to be sacred and pure? Didn't she claim to possess the power to transcend the heavens? Since the Heaven Realm is so revered, then tell me, how did the life forms of the underworld sneak in? The enchantment of the Heaven Realm was not even able to withstand a single blow? Spirit beings from the underworld can freely enter? A mob that could pollute the sacred and pure Heaven Realm at will? This was both surprising and laughable. That's what you should be laughing at! not to laugh at me. "

Xian Chen was speechless.

"Do you know why I call you pathetic? This is because you can't even subdue a lowly creature from the underworld. Instead, you came here to expend your energy to capture an injured person like me. This could only mean that your ability to transcend the heavens was fake. They only grabbed the injured ones, but could not do anything to the life forms of the underworld. Once again, I express my sympathy for you. I can understand the conceit in the heart of those who try to bully the weak! "

"Ankui Manhua, you... You're talking nonsense! I can't take pity on you! You'd better take care of yourself first! It's my own business if I want to subdue the underworld's creatures. You don't have to worry about me. "

Xian Chen spat fiercely, but he knew in his heart that if he were to fight against Xian Yi who possessed the power of the underworld, he would definitely not gain anything.

After fighting with Xian Yi just now, he realized that his strength was still unable to defeat him. Panic spread through his heart.

Ankui Manhua was truly a powerful being!

"The fact that you don't want to subdue the underworld's life forms only proves one thing — that you are afraid of Xian Yi! You can't even compare to him. "

After Manhua finished speaking, his eyes were like sharp swords as they closed in.

A gust of biting cold wind passed between the two of them.

Their sleeves flapped in the cold wind.

His white robe was like the clouds, while his blue sleeves were like the ocean.

A handsome Empyrean God.

A demoness was breathtaking.

Both of their mouths were tightly pursed.

Both of them had their own plans in mind.

There was only one question on their minds.

A common problem! Yes, they all thought of the same thing.

That was to do what he had to do to topple Xian Yi!

Xian Yi's power was just too strong now.

Powerful to the point of being invincible.

I never thought that the dark destructive power of the underworld would actually be this strong!

Even the conceited Xian Chen did not have complete confidence in defeating him.

And the injured Ankui Manhua was thinking the same thing.

Wanting to knock Xian Yi down and snatch Bei'er away with his injuries was practically nonsense.

Unless, of course, someone else did it.

But who was going to deal with Xian Yi?

Of course it was Xian Chen who possessed the same level of strength and power.

Xian Chen was not stupid, he was not that easy to kidnap.

However, Xian Chen's character was too similar to Xian Yi's.

He was also one of those arrogant people.

He definitely couldn't tolerate someone stronger than him.

One mountain cannot hold two tigers.

This would depend on how Xian Chen's power was used.

It was not particularly effective, though, with provocation.

However, in Xian Chen's heart, provocation was still useful.