Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

Jiang Ruan looked in disbelief at Donghua who suddenly appeared behind her and actually protected her with his hands.

He loosened the hairpin in his hand and staggered back two steps.

Donghua pulled out the hairpin that was stuck in the back of his hand and almost pierced his entire palm. Purple-gold blood, unlike that of ordinary people, dripped continuously onto the stone bricks as the hairpin was pulled out.

The phoenix feather hairpin almost pierced his palm, which shows how much strength Jiang Ruan used. If he had not been able to stop her in time, the phoenix feather hairpin would probably have pierced her neck.

Not only Donghua saw through the hairpin disguised as a wooden hairpin and realized it was actually a phoenix feather hairpin, but even Mo Yuan saw it as well.

Although Zheyan's illusion technique was good, he still couldn't hide it from Donghua and Mo Yuan, who had the same level of divine cultivation.

Purple-gold blood meandered along his fingers and gathered at his fingertips before dripping. Donghua threw away the phoenix feather hairpin and hurled it to the ground!

The phoenix feather hairpin fell to the ground, and it turned from an ordinary wooden hairpin into a golden phoenix hairpin, making a crisp and melodious sound, like the cry of a phoenix.

"Donghua?" The calmness and gentleness on Zheyan's face disappeared completely. He looked at Mo Yuan, thinking that it was Mo Yuan who told him about Donghua, but he found that Mo Yuan was also surprised by Donghua's appearance.

Mo Yuan's original intention was to bring Jiang Ruan back to Kunlun Xu first, and then decide what to do next after he had a good talk with Zhe Yan.

After all, a war will break out between the Celestial Clan and the Wing Clan soon, and the outcome is still unknown. If Zheyan and Donghua quarrel at this time, one can imagine what the fate of the Celestial Clan will be.

Ignoring Mo Yuan and Zhe Yan, Donghua's gaze remained fixed on Jiang Ruan. He noticed the changes in Jiang Ruan, and also saw that she understood her fate with Cen Sheng. Donghua gently opened his lips and asked, "How have you been these days?"

He originally wanted to say a lot, ask a lot, and do even more, but the moment he saw Jiang Ruan, he was in a panic because he almost couldn't save her in time, so this was the only thing he wanted to know.

Jiang Ruan's gaze shifted from Donghua's fingertips, which were constantly dripping with blood, to his face. He was still as handsome as he was in Heaven. When he stood aside without smiling, his appearance seemed like something that could only appear in a painting.

"You..." She started, but didn't know what to say.

She had been in the mortal world for more than half a year, but in the Heavenly Palace she had only been there for more than half a day.

Jiang Ruan felt a little dazed for a moment. She had experienced too much today, or rather, she had experienced too much in the past period of time. She was too sad and exhausted.

Before her eyes fell into darkness, Jiang Ruan was still thinking that if she could be spared, she must exercise well and not faint in an emergency again.

Donghua held the limp and unconscious woman in his arms, not caring about his bleeding hand, and directly picked her up horizontally.

Seeing Donghua about to take Jiang Ruan away, Zheyan said coldly: "Donghua, I promised her that I would not let you take her away."

Donghua glanced coldly at Zheyan, the pressure of the Lord of Heaven and Earth pouring out instantly: "You want to stop me?"

"Without the Fuxi Qin, I advise you to give up on this idea."

If Zheyan still had his life-saving magic weapon, the Fuxi Qin, Donghua might be a little afraid of him, but now, Zheyan, who has sealed the Fuxi Qin and has been cultivating himself in the Ten-Mile Peach Forest for many years, cannot defeat him.

Flipping his sleeves and slinging them behind him, Zheyan snorted coldly, "Even without the Fuxi Qin, I'm still Zheyan. Or do you think I can't stop you without the Fuxi Qin?"

"Donghua, don't forget that you spent half your energy sealing Miaoluo. How can you say for sure who will win or lose in this battle?"

Donghua has an aloof and overbearing personality, but Zheyan is not someone who is easy to get along with either.

Seeing that Donghua spoke rudely, why should he be polite to him?

Seeing Donghua remain silent, Zheyan continued, "If you take her back to Taichen Palace, she might return to her old sorrows. How can I stand by and watch?"

Donghua stared at Zheyan, his voice cold and icy, "Jiang Ruan fell into the Heavenly Palace. You rescued her but didn't tell me. Not only did you prevent me from finding her, but you also took her to the mortal world to sever your ties with Cen Sheng."

"Now that she has no ties anymore and doesn't even care about her own life, you still have the nerve to question me?"

Zheyan thought of something and was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, Donghua and Jiang Ruan disappeared in front of Zheyan and Mo Yuan.

No one had expected things to get to this point. Mo Yuan sighed, walked over, patted Zhe Yan on the shoulder, and gently advised him, "The fate between Donghua and her is already complicated. Why are you bothering?"

"I can't help feeling this way." Zhe Yan's eyes darkened. "The time I've spent with Jiang Ruan is the happiest I've ever experienced in hundreds of thousands of years. How can I let go of this?"

Zheyan saved Jiang Ruan who fell from the Heavenly Palace entirely for Donghua's sake. He couldn't bear to see his friend's lover hurt.

But as they got along, he first felt sympathy for Jiang Ruan's fate of being imprisoned by Donghua and separated from her beloved, and then he fell in love with her on the way to Jian'an City.

When a god is moved, especially an ancient god like him, he becomes uncontrollable and the restlessness in his heart cannot be suppressed no matter what he does.

How could he let go so easily now? And how could he stand by and watch Jiang Ruan fall into depression again because of Mo Yuan's words?

"Jiang Ruan doesn't like Donghua." Zhe Yan raised his hand, and the phoenix feather hairpin that had been dropped on the ground flew into his hand. Staring at it, he said in a deep voice, "No matter how good he is to her, it's torture for her."

Mo Yuan was surprised by Zhe Yan's deep involvement. "But you must know that you and Donghua are both supreme gods of great importance to the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands. If the two of you fight, the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands will be in turmoil, and countless lives will be lost!"

Donghua sealed Miaoluo and was responsible for suppressing the demons and protecting the entire world.

Although Zheyan has no responsibilities, he has committed too much murder. He sealed the Fuxi Qin to suppress the evil in his body. If he fights with Donghua again, he is likely to become possessed by the devil due to his obsession.

Zheyan, who has been possessed by the devil, may become an even more terrifying existence than Miaoluo, and the catastrophe of heaven and earth may very likely be born from this.

Mo Yuan lowered his eyes and said, "We should prioritize the whole world."

Zheyan's mind was as clear as a mirror, but his heart refused to admit it: "You advised me to take a step back from Donghua, just because I was a step behind him and met Jiang Ruan later?"

Mo Yuan said, "You know it clearly in your heart."

"If Donghua hadn't brought Jiang Ruan back to the Heavenly Palace, how could you have saved Jiang Ruan from falling from the Heavenly Palace?"

"Speaking of your fate with Jiang Ruan, Donghua is the cause."

"If Donghua hadn't existed, how could you, a supreme god, have paid attention to a mortal woman?"

"Then Jiang Ruan has to make a choice." Knowing that Mo Yuan was telling the truth, Zhe Yan closed his eyes and suppressed the surging emotions in his heart: "Jiang Ruan is a human being, not a thoughtless object. Donghua can't force her, and neither can I..."

"If I really want to live with her forever, she has to be willing."