Save my wife all over the world

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An ominous premonition arose from the bottom of Ling Yan's heart.

The battle situation here at Tianmen has settled for the time being. The demons were forced back step by step by the immortal soldiers and strangled one by one. She stayed here again, and it would have no greater effect.

So just now when he landed on the ground, Ling Yan forced himself to support his body with all his strength, and staggered towards that direction.

Ling Yan walked all the way, much slower than when he came, and also saw more clearly what kind of disaster this catastrophe brought to the God Realm.

After the demonic energy receded, the ground was in a mess, and the corpses of gods and gods could be seen everywhere. They either opened their eyes wide and frightened, died with unsettled eyes, or their heads were separated, their faces full of pain, or they died in a powerful battle, covered in blood.

Her mouth and nose seemed to be covered by an airtight cloth, and she could only absorb the nourishment to stay awake by breathing heavily. A desire to vomit rose from her stomach, and Ling Yan pressed her waist , Forcibly suppress the discomfort in my heart and move on.

When passing by the familiar lotus pond, she took a special look, only to find that the originally bright and blooming lotus had all withered, and the clear water in the pond had turned dark, as if all vitality had been taken away.

Just as she was lost in thought, a hoarse roar came from behind her.

Ling Yan was startled, and hurriedly backed away, but the skin on her neck was still cut by a piece of sharp armor.

The attacker who appeared in front of her seemed to be an enchanted fairy. He was looking at her with his head tilted at this moment, his eyes were lifeless, only bloodthirsty malice-he was helpless.

Ling Yan clenched her fists tightly, letting the pain lead her reason to overwhelm her sensibility, she raised her palm, danced a practice belt forward, and floated forward gently.

The white cloth looked so light and powerless, but it cut off the enchanted fairy's head very smoothly, like a ceremony full of compassion.

She continued to walk towards the center of the red light, and encountered more and more enchanted gods. She might be soft-hearted once, and she couldn't bear it twice, but three times, four times, until the end, she was completely numb.

These hands were finally stained with the blood of many of the same race, and the blood climbed into her eyes, staining the pure black red.

This road became more and more familiar to her, and she had walked it countless times in the past 2000 years—this was the direction leading to the Chaos Palace.

The drum in her heart was beating more and more intensely, making a deafening sound in her chest, urging her to quicken her pace.

The staggering pace began to change back to galloping, and she couldn't wait to break into the hall.

"Sister Xuanhu!"

she shouted.

Deathly silence, no response.

Ling Yan called out again without giving up, one after another, but there was still no one.respond.

No one came out with a smile like before to catch her rushing.

There was some kind of premonition that controlled her steps and walked towards the inner hall that she had never been to before.

Lifting off the hazy light veil, what appeared before her eyes was the empty inner hall and a pool of crimson pool liquid with a slight fishy smell.

On the table made of white jade bricks, there was a person lying upside down, and that familiar moon white robe verified all the panic in Ling Yan's heart.

She ran over in a hurry and knelt down in front of the woman who had obviously lost all vitality.

"Sister Shaojun—"

She bent down and called out softly, as if she was afraid of waking up the sleeping person in her dream.

She carefully touched the man's cheek with her fingers, only feeling a piece of ice cold.

"elder sister!"

She shouted in a panic with uncontrollable crying, but her eyes couldn't shed a single tear.

Her gaze fell on Shaojun's chest, where there was a patch of crimson that she had deliberately ignored just now, which was a perfect contrast to the pool of liquid.

Near the wound pierced by the sharp blade, the blood is half solidified, and it has not been long since the tragedy happened.

She stood up abruptly and looked around, as if trying to find the murderer of her close relative here.

But the result was obviously disappointing, and she couldn't find it.

Suddenly, the never-moving Nine Heavens suddenly shuddered violently, as if something was collapsing.

Before it was too late to explore everything in the Chaos Palace, Ling Yan quickly picked up Shaojun's body and rushed out of the Chaos Palace as fast as possible.

The second she left, the Chaos Palace was completely turned into fans.

Not only the Chaos Palace, but the temples and palaces as far as the eye can see began to collapse and shatter one after another. The clouds and the ground under the feet also fell down piece by piece, like a phantom collapsed. Only the Jiuxiao Temple standing on the highest point of the Nine Heavens is still shining golden , safe and sound.

"Father..."

After whispering two words from his mouth, Ling Yan immediately followed the thoughts in his heart and headed towards Jiuxiao Temple.

Holding Shaojun in her arms slowed down her race against Beng Lie, but no matter how difficult it was, Ling Yan never had the slightest thought of abandoning this body—after all, this was the elder sister who had doted on her since she was a child.

Several times, just one step away, she would fall into the abyss, and the more forcefully she relied on an inexplicable obsession in her heart-the obsession that the answer to everything lies in the Temple of Nine Heavens, this obsession that came from nowhere Nian, tried his best again and again to get closer to that glorious palace.

He rushed into the palace at the fastest speed in his life, and the chaos and disorder outside the palace were cut off in an instant.

The hall, which had been noisy and noisy due to the court meeting in recent days, has returned to its previous silence, and a needle can be heard.

Ling Yan raised his head, his mind was slightly confused due to the constant ups and downs, he was a little confused about what happened.

The god emperor who once lashed out at Fang Qiu and gave orders sat on his supreme throne, with his head lowered, his eyes fixed on the steps below, his face distorted and frightened.

Beside him, there was a man dressed in black, with a tall and tall body, and fresh blood was still flowing on the sharp sword hanging down in his hand.

"Care?"

Ling Yan couldn't believe it, and called out tentatively in a low voice.

Hearing this faint call, the man on the steps turned around and looked at her indifferently.

It's Gu Zhong—but it's not like Gu Zhong.

That face was the familiar face that Ling Yan had expected countless times today, but the way she looked at her was cold like never before.

——Is Gu Zhong infatuated?

Ling Yan couldn't help guessing in her heart.

But it's not like that, although Gu Zhong's eyes are indifferent, he maintains extreme rationality, unlike those gods who are infiltrated by demonic energy, lose their minds and start killing.

"Ayan, are you here?"

Across the long steps, Gu Zhong's voice seemed to be coming from the sky, which was not very real.

Putting down the young master in his arms, Ling Yan climbed up the stairs step by step, and walked towards Gu Zhong until he stood shoulder to shoulder with her.

"Here, what happened?"

She looked around in a daze, and asked cautiously, as if with a little force, something would explode.

"···What do you think?"

Gu Zhong looked at her, speechless for a while, and then slowly opened his mouth.Her voice was still muffled and depressing as if it was covered in fog.

"Sister Shaojun is dead."

Ling Yan twitched the corners of her mouth, as if she wanted to ease the weird and dignified atmosphere of this matter with a smile, but she had just experienced the most painful thing in the world, how could she smile.

"Ah."

Gu Zhong responded without emotion.

"Father, is he also dead?"

Her eyes glanced imperceptibly at the God Emperor on the throne, but she turned away quickly, as if she didn't look directly, so she could not face the reality of losing a loved one again.

"Yes."

However, the answer from the other side shattered her illusion of self-deception.

"···"

Ling Yan closed her eyes, unwilling to ask any more questions about the cause of the catastrophe in the God Realm, about those soldiers who fought and died, and about those immortal gods who died tragically.

"Don't you want to know?"

Gu Zhong's voice rang out, full of endless malice, as if it came directly from her mind.

Ling Yan suddenly opened her eyes, and looked at Gu Zhong pleadingly, unwilling to verify the worst guess in her heart.

"A Yan, what you think is me?"

The lover's whisper whispers in the ear, with a deceptive tone, but it is like a devil whispering, arousing evil thoughts and anger in people's hearts.

She widened her eyes angrily, as if she couldn't understand why Gu Zhong suddenly became like this.

Could it really be Gu Zhong who planned the invasion of the demons, slaughtered the gods, and killed her close relatives?

——No, Gu Zhong has always been proud and aggressive. He hates demons and loves creatures from all worlds. How could he seek skin from a tiger?

——Yes, the God Emperor slaughtered her entire family, this is a great time to take revenge, how can the flame of revenge ignited in her chest be easily extinguished, as long as she can kill the God Emperor, there is nothing she can't do .

There were two voices deep in her heart arguing and fighting, tearing her mind and soul back and forth.

The red color covering her eyes gradually deepened, turning to pure black, eroding her pupils and the whites of her eyes little by little.

—Yes, it is me.

Gu Zhong's voice sounded in her mind again, with pride and arrogance, breaking her last struggle.

Ling Yan raised her hand, let out an angry moan, and poked towards Gu Zhongxin.

——The only way to kill the Shura clan is to take out their hearts.

Yanyun was trembling crazily in Gu Zhong's hands, Jianming was so stern at this moment, as if shouting, wanting to say something, but Gu Zhong firmly held him down, unable to escape at all.

—I want to believe her.

A faint sigh flowed through the muddled thoughts like a clear stream, it was her own voice.

The palm of Gu Zhong's chest suddenly stopped, and he stopped moving forward. Ling Yan raised his head and looked directly at Gu Zhong. There was a struggle between his brows and eyes, as if something was breaking free.

Her right hand seemed to be conscious, and she still wanted to move forward to complete what was supposed to be done. Ling Yan quickly grabbed it with the other hand, and at the same time tried to control herself to retreat, but all these movements All seemed so difficult.

Her eyes were black and red, as if she was engaged in a territorial battle.

But Gu Zhong stood there motionless as if he had been frozen, waiting for the winner's verdict.

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The author has something to say:

I originally wanted to finish the double update today, but the writing later was useless (I just wrote the materials for two days after the social animal, and my thoughts were confused), and it must be over tomorrow!