The delicate, jade-like pear blossoms are white, as is the pure, unchanging snow.

Shu Yun used her magic to locate Xie Fu.

Half a month passed in a daze, and her beloved seemed to have changed little; his tall and slender figure and handsome face remained the same.

Shu Yun removed the defensive shield that Feng Ziyi had set up for her, and the cold air of deep winter rushed towards her. White mist was exhaled and swirled up in front of her.

The cold temperature stimulated her senses, allowing her to be more rational and clear-headed.

After not seeing her for half a month, Xie Fu saw the person he had been longing for again. She seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and her snow-white skin was almost transparent in the swirling snow.

The fingers hanging at his sides curled up involuntarily.

He hasn't had a single peaceful day in the past two months, not only because she treats him as a substitute, but also because of the endless wars and the civilians constantly being dragged into them.

Xie Fu truly felt a deep, indelible sense of exhaustion and powerlessness.

The scene of clashing blades and flowing blood was momentarily paused because of her sudden appearance.

A man with a white cloth strip on his left arm seized the opportunity and slashed at Xie Fu and Shu Yun.

The black gun slid out of Xie Fu's hand, its sharp tip precisely finding a gap in the armor from bottom to top and piercing the man's abdomen.

Gale-force winds were generated in the air, and the sharp, invisible wind blades were like the scythe of death, mercilessly reaping the lives of the enemies on the field.

The Xie family members stared in disbelief as the man who had been fighting them hand-to-hand just moments before was torn apart and killed by an invisible force.

Shu Yun felt the pain in her body intensifying, and her throat tasted metallic.

She was neither a goddess nor respected by the world. She not only interfered in the affairs of the human world, but also took the lives of innocent mortals.

She swallowed the metallic taste, smiled gently at Xie Fu, and said, "Let's get married."

Shu Yun looked around. Blood was everywhere, and there were no suitable tools. "The situation in Xiliang is not good now. The wedding doesn't need to be grand. Let's just follow the customs of my hometown."

Xie Fu stared at her with his dark, deep eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Her appearance was like a knife stabbing into his heart, cutting him deeply with a dull blade, each cut causing him excruciating pain.

"Don't do this..."

His voice was incredibly hoarse, but his refusal was not hard to detect.

The winter wind was biting, and Shu Yun felt that her thick cloak was not warm at all; the cold had seeped into her bones.

Shu Yun was stunned for a long time. She curved her eyebrows and smiled, clearly smiling, but there were strands of sadness intertwined in her beautiful and sparkling eyes. She smiled and said, "I forgot. You said you would only marry me after you had quelled the internal and external troubles."

She flashed and appeared in front of Xie Fu.

A dazzling golden light enveloped the two of them, but when the light faded, they were nowhere to be seen.

Far away from Shu Yun and Xie Fu, the Tai'a sword, placed on the table, seemed to understand what its master was about to do. The sword hummed, as if telling Feng Ziyi to stop Shu Yun.

Feng Ziyi, who was sitting to the side waiting for Shu Yun to return, noticed Tai A's unusual movement and his expression changed.

While a bunch of immortals in the Nine Heavens were still busy, the God of War Shu Yun's thunderous attack destroyed many of the magnificent palaces in the Immortal Realm. Some were being counted, and others were being repaired.

There were also many immortals killed by the gods. After the Zhu Ji faction in the Nine Heavens died, there was a shortage of manpower, and everyone was busy with their own duties.

The stars at the top of the Hall of Fate suddenly shifted dramatically, and the countless stars in the sky flickered uneasily.

Si Ming put down his chores and glanced at it quickly.

One glance was enough to change his expression drastically.

Si Ming immediately swept aside the scrolls covering the table with his sleeve, gathered his immortal power, and began to make calculations.

The stars in the sky began to tremble more and more violently, and the surrounding palaces noticed the abnormality.

Si Ming's fingers moved rapidly as he calculated, his face growing paler and paler until he vomited a mouthful of blood.

This is an attempt to peek into destiny and being devoured.

Bei Xingxiu quickly stepped forward to replenish his immortal power and help Si Ming share the burden.

At the same time, the camp of the Khan of the Southern Barbarians was soaked with blood.

Dark clouds rapidly gathered in the sky, stretching endlessly. The once bright daytime sky was overshadowed by the heavy clouds, and the entire mortal world suddenly lost all its luster.

Thunder rumbled from within the dark clouds, and purple lightning surged and roared within them.

Shu Yun naturally heard the thunder filled with anger, but she didn't take it seriously. She picked through the tent and found the Southern Barbarian Khan's command flag, carrying it along with an imperial seal.

She had just stepped out of the tent when a bolt of lightning ripped across the sky, illuminating the entire area, and struck her directly, a warning in itself.

Several gashes suddenly appeared on Shu Yun's body, and bright red blood flowed from the wounds, soaking her scarlet dress.

She raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth. "What's the rush?"

Purple lightning churned in the clouds, occasionally emitting deafening thunderclaps, expressing its fury.

"What happened?"

The unusual movements of the stars in the Palace of Fate alarmed even the Jade Emperor.

The God of Fate, who was always respectful to the Jade Emperor, did not answer him this time, but looked at the calculated result in disbelief.

Is there an error in the calculation?

Si Ming tried hard to recall every step he had just taken. Peeping at the will of Heaven had exhausted his immortal power, and his spirit was exhausted to the extreme. It was impossible to start over.

Bei Xingxiu, equally pale-faced, stared at the results of the deduction.

The goddess Shu Yun is currently experiencing a tribulation of love.

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