Bravely enter the heavens and become a god

Hua Yuchen lowered her eyes and kissed Luo Ying's neck affectionately and forcefully.

Suddenly, Luo Ying's body trembled, and she pushed him away in fear. At that moment, the memory of past fears surged into her mind like a tide, as if Feng Yequn's irrational scene was reenacted.

At that time, Feng Yequn suddenly pressed her down in the blooming flowers, and held her wrists tightly with his hands like iron clamps, imprisoning her in his passionate embrace. He uncontrollably tore off her waist belt and tore open her collar, leaving deep marks on her skin with crazy kisses, which gradually spread downwards.

Hua Yuchen used his mind reading skills to see the images in Luo Ying's heart gradually emerge. As the images became clearer and clearer, his face began to become gloomy, like the dark clouds before a storm, oppressive and heavy. In the end, his face turned completely ashen, and the flames of anger burned in his chest, as if to devour everything.

His eyes were like two burning flames, flashing dangerous light, as if they could erupt with anger at any time and turn everything around them into ashes. His chest rose and fell violently, and every breath was filled with strong anger, as if he wanted to swallow up the whole world.

He spoke with a trembling voice, his voice low and powerful: "I knew he was hiding something from me... Anyone who dares to touch my woman, Hua Yuchen, is courting death..." Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with anger and murderous intent.

Luo Ying was panicked when she saw Hua Yuchen's out-of-control expression. She hugged him tightly, trying to calm his anger with her warmth. Her voice was trembling and fearful: "It's not what you think... You misunderstood him... He actually wanted to save me..."

When Hua Yuchen heard Luo Ying's words, his anger instantly swept over him like a violent storm, burning fiercely in his heart like a raging wildfire, so hot that it seemed to burn everything around him.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Luo Ying's cheek fiercely, the strength of his fingertips almost crushing her skin. His eyes were as cold as ice, flashing with cold light, staring at Luo Ying as sharp as a blade, making people dare not look directly at him.

"Have you fallen in love with him?" He asked coldly, his voice revealing deep anger and unwillingness, "Why do you protect him like this?"

His voice was deep and powerful, and every word hit Luo Ying's heart like a heavy hammer. Luo Ying was frightened by his sudden anger and turned pale.

At that moment, the Qi in Hua Yuchen's body suddenly erupted like a long-dormant volcano, surging and breaking through the original limit. The flaming heart in his heart, which had been trapped in the ice for ten thousand years and burned like a raging flame, was shattered into a quarter of the ten thousand year old ice in an instant under the impact of this violent Qi. The extremely powerful force, like a wild horse that broke free from its reins, broke through the restraints of his body and rushed straight into the sky, reaching the sky.

Hua Yuchen couldn't suppress the huge energy in his body. He looked up to the sky and howled. A roar that shook the earth was as deep and loud as a dragon's roar, echoing between heaven and earth. This sound was like thunder, shaking the surrounding air and making people's hearts palpitate.

Above the sky, Hua Yuchen's true energy condensed into a giant golden dragon in the clouds. It was huge and powerful, and it emitted a dazzling golden light. The golden dragon circled and danced in the sky, as dazzling as the sun, illuminating the entire world like a blazing flame.

Luo Ying was deeply shocked by his eyes that were as cold as a knife and full of cold light, and her heart trembled violently. The true dragon energy that burst out from his body was like a violent gale, and it instantly intertwined with the true dragon energy that had previously remained in her body, forming a chaotic and powerful energy storm.

Luo Ying felt a huge force raging in her body, as if it was going to tear her internal organs apart. She tried her best to resist, but the force was too strong and she was simply unable to resist it. Finally, with a muffled groan, Luo Ying could not withstand the violent shock wave, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. She also lost consciousness and passed out.

Hua Yuchen saw Luo Ying's condition and was instantly in a state of panic. He quickly adjusted his breathing, quickly guided the overflowing true energy back into his body, and hugged Luo Ying tightly in his arms, his tone full of self-blame and worry:

"How could it become like this... It seems that I still underestimated the impact of the energy in my body on you..."

He did not dare to slack off, and immediately straightened Luo Ying gently, and moved his hands on her back to clear her meridians. With his efforts, Luo Ying's breathing gradually returned to normal.

Hua Yuchen carefully touched Luo Ying's forehead with his hand, and everything that happened that day emerged in his mind... Those thrilling moments slowly unfolded before his eyes like a scroll.

Luo Ying was suffering the torture of being whipped. Her body was tightly entangled by thick vines, like a poor prey hanging in the air, unable to struggle.

As the wooden box fell heavily to the ground, fragments flew everywhere, and Luo Ying's heart also shattered. Her tears poured out like a river bursting its banks, unable to be restrained. She stared at the image that dissipated into the air, and her eyes, which were once full of life, now became fragmented and dim.

Under the vines, Luo Ying was dying, but she still used up her last bit of strength to say:

"I know my identity very well... He is a star high above... And I am dust low among the dust... I know I am not worthy of him, I know we are from two different worlds, and there is no way we can have a good relationship. I have decided to leave, so why are you still not willing to let me go..."

Before giving up resistance, the image of the person she loved so much that emerged in Luo Ying's mind was herself. She murmured to herself:

"Brother Yuchen, our fate in this life has ended...If there is an afterlife...Forget it...We are from two different worlds...Let's never meet again..."

His words were like thousands of ice knives, piercing his heart. He hugged her tightly in pain, tears welling up in his eyes. He choked and said:

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I misunderstood you... You've suffered so much for me... I still suspected that you fell in love with someone else..."

In the Forget-Your-Sorrow Palace of the Heavenly Court, the Emperor of Heaven inadvertently looked up at the sky and saw a giant dragon circling there, shining with dazzling golden light. He was immediately delighted, and his smile bloomed like a spring flower. He excitedly turned to Lord Cangmo and said, "Lord... This dragon is golden light... It is the energy of our heaven..."

Lord Cangmo also looked up at the golden light, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. He subconsciously asked, "Where is the Third Prince now?"

Upon hearing this, a trace of embarrassment flashed across the face of the Emperor of Heaven, and he stammered in reply:

"He...he...I asked him to accompany Xiao Lingdang to the Fairy Garden."

Hearing this answer, Lord Cangmo's body swayed, and he seemed to be a little unstable. His expression instantly became extremely lost, and an indescribable feeling of suffocation surged from the bottom of his heart, making him cover his chest involuntarily.

Seeing his condition, the Emperor of Heaven quickly supported him and asked with concern, "Lord God, what's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Lord Cangmo shook his head slightly and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "It's okay... I feel a little uncomfortable... Lord, please go back first! This power belongs to our heaven... With him protecting the heaven, the heaven is safe for the time being."

After the Emperor of Heaven left, the fairy boy stepped forward lightly, carefully supported Lord Cangmo, and asked with concern: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Lord Cangmo's body trembled slightly, and his voice had a tremor that was difficult to conceal as he slowly spoke: "As I expected...she really came back...but fate is against it..."

The fairy boy said in surprise: "Master, are you talking about the one from ten million years ago..."

The fairy boy showed a look of surprise on his face. He couldn't help but want to continue asking questions, but he saw Cangmo God slowly raised his hand and waved it gently, indicating that he should not mention it again. Cangmo God raised his hand to indicate that he should not continue talking.

In the small courtyard in the forest where magnolias are in full bloom, there is a hint of warmth in the quiet room.

On the bed, Hua Yuchen hugged Luo Ying tightly, and the two of them lay side by side. He lowered his head and lightly rested on her black hair. Luo Ying slowly woke up in his warm arms.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Hua Yuchen's affectionate eyes. A complex emotion surged in Luo Ying's heart. She spoke with a little nervousness:

"I......"

Hua Yuchen gently kissed her forehead, her tone gentle and full of apology:

"I was wrong... I wrongly blamed you... You suffered so much for me... I even doubted that you fell in love with someone else..."

Hearing this, Luo Ying felt a surge of warmth in her heart. She hugged Hua Yuchen tightly and whispered to comfort her: "It's all over... Don't blame them..."

However, Hua Yuchen gritted his teeth and said, "No... They hurt you so badly, I must make them pay the price..."

Luo Ying pulled away from his embrace, straightened her back, with a hint of feigned anger on the corners of her mouth, she said:

"Sister Hong Su was used by someone with ulterior motives and became a knife in someone else's hand. She already knows she was wrong. The most precious thing in life is to know one's mistakes and correct them. Moreover, she gave me five hundred years of spiritual power and taught me so many magic arts. She is not only my sister, but also my teacher. If you disrespect my teacher, you are making me look unkind."

Hearing this, Hua Yuchen slowly sat up. He gently hugged Luo Ying, buried his head in her neck, and whispered softly, "You almost lost your life in her hands. Can you still forgive her?"

Luo Ying took a deep breath and said with a firm look:

"You always have to suffer a little when you convert others, but if I can convert her, I can save millions of people from suffering. In comparison, what does the little physical pain I have to endure count for?"

Hua Yuchen gently turned Luo Ying's body and let her face him. His eyes were full of emotion, and he said affectionately: "You are just too simple... too kind... You always think of others in everything, always consider others, wrong yourself, and consider others everywhere, but in the end, who has ever considered your feelings? Being soft-hearted is like a knife, which you lend to others and stab yourself!"

Luo Ying stared at him, complex emotions flashing in her eyes. She seemed to have a lot to say, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

She was conflicted. She wanted to discuss with him the punishment for Feng Yequn, but she was afraid that she would touch his sensitive nerves and cause him to lose control again. However, he seemed to have seen through the subtle fluctuations in her heart and slowly asked, "Tell me... How are you going to exonerate Feng Guard..."