Purple Qi Donglai

The Tianjun and all the immortals in the Heaven Realm Hall were all staring at the sky. The pink white clouds that originally floated above the Nine Heavens had now turned into black clouds, and the black clouds enveloped the sky. Dusty petals are flying everywhere, blowing against the wind, lifeless, as if dead, silent, even the birds in the sky, the mortal birds and animals all stop and howl, the sound is miserable, like sighing, like bowing their heads, Donghua is gone, taking everything with him, and all living beings from all over the world are lifeless, whether it is spirit beasts or plants, they have lost their vitality. The most noble god in the sky, Emperor Donghua, is now the same Like his father's body, they all returned to chaos, the primordial spirit was destroyed,

Lian Song shook his fan lightly, his nose was a little sour. The friendship between him and Donghua has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years. The world said that Emperor Donghua has no heart, no desire, no desire, because everything he wants is within easy reach, maybe They were wrong. The thing Shaoyang Jun of Donghua Zifu spent his whole life that he would not be able to get was "staying together".

Tianjun has been sighing, and his eyes are full of sadness and regret. As early as many days ago, Donghua summoned him to Taichen Palace to explain some more important things.

"Qingqiu little Empress Do not stop her when she enters the Nine Heavens again, the gate of this emperor's Taichen Palace will always be open for her."

"If this emperor is lucky enough to come back, he will definitely marry her as the empress of the Nine Heavens."

Tianjun was stunned for a while. He had heard that Qingqiu Baifengjiu did not hesitate to cut off the tail to engrave characters in order to stay together. The emperor's first cultivation base was also very few due to the mortal world. Could it be that the love between these two is a bit too twists and turns, Just staying together for the world, but suffering such twists and turns, such parting, unable to love, unable to forget, God is a bit too teasing!

Mo Yuan stood still with his hands behind his back. For a moment he felt that if he was more ruthless than Donghua, he might be slightly better. If he killed his beloved with his own hands and watched her fall in front of him, then This kind of heart-wrenching pain is beyond human comprehension, just like dying.

He and Donghua have an afterthought of love, a love full of regrets,