Chapter 846 It’s Not Fake

"Open the door to life!"

Along with this roar, the Tianzhou Divine Sword was swung out, and in an instant a shocking sword energy burst out, instantly tearing apart the surrounding space.

Snap, snap—

The domain space set up by the Nameless God was shattered!

At this moment, Feng Xingyao fiercely slashed the Nameless God with his sword, and blood splattered in an instant.

After he swung his sword, he staggered a few steps and a large amount of blood flowed out of his mouth.

His face turned pale and he looked dejected.

Frost actually began to form on his body, including his eyebrows, eyelashes, fingers, etc.

It's very cold.

At this moment, Chen Yan flashed over and stared at him with a worried look. She didn't care about anything else and directly held his hand which was as cold as ice.

"Yao, I'll send you into the supernatural space!"

Before Feng Xingyao could respond, she sent him directly into the supernatural space.

Chen Yan looked at the nameless god falling continuously. This time she did not choose to wipe him out completely because she knew she could not kill him at all.

At least for now, there was nothing she could do.

She had no choice but to escape!

Take him and run away, take your friends and run away!

She immediately used all her strength to slash and break through the space domain of the Nameless Realm!

Soon, a space-time rift appeared ahead.

Without any hesitation, she flashed into the space-time crack.

At the same time, Lingshen and others also saw this scene.

Everyone had different expressions.

The Spirit God was somewhat surprised to see that Chen Yan and Feng Xingyao were still alive. Her eyes darkened a little, because the restlessness of the spiritual energy outside had not yet returned to normal...

She glanced around and immediately tore through the void, leaving the nameless realm!

She is going to chase Chen Yan and Feng Xingyao!

At this moment, the nameless god fell to the ground.

However, everyone soon discovered that this was not the nameless god, but just a white robe!

Where did the nameless god go? !

Before anyone could think about it, they saw the black water around them gradually receding.

…

After Chen Yan left the Nameless Realm, he came to an unfamiliar place.

She looked around vigilantly, and when she saw that there was no one around, she put away the Tianzhou Divine Sword in her hand, and then immediately formed a spell to conceal her aura.

After doing this, Chen Yan felt a dull pain in his heart again.

Her face changed and she immediately entered the supernatural space.

At this time, the silver-haired man was leaning on the soft couch, his whole body was covered with frost, and he seemed to have noticed Chen Yan coming in.

He forced himself to slowly raise his eyes.

Chen Yan walked quickly to him and reached out to hold his cold hand.

Feng Xingyao looked at her covered in wounds, feeling indescribable. He stretched out his hand with difficulty, hooked it around the back of her neck, and leaned over to kiss her.

But was avoided by Chen Yan.

Chen Yan said in a serious tone: "Don't give me blood anymore, your body is very weak now!"

"I can't bear to see you covered in wounds..." Feng Xingyao chuckled, and as he spoke, he forcibly turned her face over and leaned over to kiss her lips.

Chen Yan only felt the coldness coming towards her face, and the temperature between her lips was icy, but his lips were very soft.

She tried to break free, but he pulled her tighter and kissed her more deeply.

As if they were lingering till death.

The smell of blood permeated between their kisses.

Chen Yan's pupils shrank slightly because she realized that this was unusual blood.

It is his heart's blood.

Chen Yan pushed him away, her expression shocked and her voice filled with disbelief.

"You're crazy!"

The moment the silver-haired man was pushed away, he coughed weakly. His lips were still a little moist, but his face was extremely pale, like a beauty who was about to die.

Chen Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly when she saw this.

Without saying a word, she reached out and held his hand, trying her best to transfer spiritual power to him and calm the disordered breath in his body.

Feng Xingyao held her hand, his smile still charming, and whispered: "Ayan, I can't hold on any longer... Maybe I need to sleep for a while."

"Can I live here? Like before?"

Chen Yan looked up at him.

"You're going to be okay, right?"

"Yeah." He chuckled and agreed, "I want you to hug me. I'm a little cold."

"Don't lie to me." Chen Yan's heart ached slightly.

"No lie." Feng Xingyao smiled bitterly, "How could I bear to lie to you?"

Then, he asked again as before: "Ayan, can you kiss me?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yan stared at him for a few seconds. She raised her hands to hug his frosted body, and despite the cold, she did not let go.

"Just a hug is enough." Feng Xingyao lowered his eyes and stared at her.

Seeing that she was unmoved, he gently reminded her, "Jiu Zhuan's injuries are also very serious, go and take a look."

Chen Yan looked up at him, but unexpectedly he leaned over and kissed her forehead.

After the secret kiss, the corners of his lips curled up even more, and he said in an extremely gentle voice: "Let's go see Jiu Zhuan, I want to take a nap."

Their eyes met for a moment.

Chen Yan nodded.

Afterwards, after seeing Feng Xingyao lying on the couch, she went to check Jiu Zhuan's injuries.

Jiu Zhuan is temporarily unable to transform into a human form.

If you want to restore Jiuzhuan to its original state, you have to find a kind of refining material - the sacred tree.

For a while, she couldn't find the materials for the sacred tree.

Because she didn't know where the sacred tree was.

Feng Xingyao spoke up: "It's in the inner circle of Taipu Mountain."

Chen Yan turned to look at him. At this moment, the silver-haired man lying on the soft couch had more and more frost on his body, almost turning into ice.

"In which direction?"

"Southeast."

Chen Yan heard this and seemed to be thinking about something.

She said to Feng Xingyao, "I will go to Taipu Mountain in the inner circle to look for the sacred tree now. If you have anything, please call me."

"Well, I just want to sleep."

Hearing this, Chen Yan looked at him seriously.

"What exactly is your identity?"

Hearing this, Feng Xingyao drooped his eyelashes to hide the emotions in his eyes. He slowly supported himself on the soft couch and sat up. He looked weak and pale, and his breath was barely moving. He raised his eyes to meet Chen Yan's gaze.

He said three words.

After hearing this, Chen Yan's expression changed slightly.

She suddenly understood what he had said before.

It's not fake.

…

Chen Yan asked Wu Ying and the others to watch Feng Xingyao, and then she left the supernatural space.

She wanted to retrieve the sacred tree as soon as possible and heal Jiu Zhuan's injuries before her power as the Emperor of the Underworld was exhausted.

She summoned the Tianzhou Divine Sword in her hand and was about to tear through the void and rush to the inner circle, when suddenly, she felt a chill in her heart.

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh came from behind.

A cold breath came from behind.

Chen Yan's body froze. She turned around with all her strength. When she saw the scene in front of her clearly, her heart suddenly contracted.

"Yao!"

The silver-haired man’s chest was pierced by a long sword, and the man holding the sword was the man in white robe - the nameless god!

"If you want to leave, can you leave?" The nameless god sneered.

Before he finished speaking, the sword in his hand that pierced Feng Xingyao suddenly turned into black water, corroding more than half of Feng Xingyao's chest in an instant!