After all, it was an imperial tribulation, and everything was prepared very well; I still remember it vividly.
She said that the power of the Emperor's Tribulation suddenly became much stronger at that time.
As a prodigy, her original tribulation was terrifying enough. She was nearly killed by the Emperor Tribulation, which was shaped like a thunder dragon.
At that time, because Wang Feng had a system that shielded his aura, Jiang Hanxi really didn't notice that there was someone underground.
However, when he was halfway through his tribulation, a particularly loud howl suddenly rang out, along with unrestrained cursing.
But in an instant, they were engulfed by the terrifying lightning tribulation and could no longer hear a sound.
At that time, Jiang Hanxi thought she was hallucinating because she was struck by lightning, and she also thought that lightning tribulations were supposed to be that terrifying.
Now that I think about it, everything makes sense, if Wang Feng wasn't below her.
While the imperial tribulation wouldn't have left her completely unharmed, it shouldn't have nearly killed her.
No wonder, no wonder...
However, Jiang Hanxi couldn't bring herself to blame Wang Feng at all, because he was even more pitiful than her, having been brutally killed by a chop!
Seeing Wang Feng still desperately clinging to her body, Jiang Hanxi hugged him tightly, her heart pounding with fear.
Wang Feng buried his face between the breasts, gradually began to have trouble breathing, and subconsciously bit down.
"Hmm~......"
Jiang Hanxi felt a pain in her chest and couldn't help but groan.
She quickly pulled Wang Feng away, but the pain was still faint, like being pricked by a needle.
"you!......"
That's all...
Jiang Hanxi looked at Wang Feng, who was still clinging to her and acting crazy while drunk. She quickly composed herself and gently patted his back to comfort him.
"It's alright, it's alright, I promise I won't hurt you again..."
Jiang Hanxi patted Wang Feng on the back while comforting him and making promises, and Wang Feng gradually calmed down.
But the tears kept flowing uncontrollably, as if they were free.
The thought that the eighth incarnation was just a hair's breadth away from killing Jiang Hanxi made her tears flow even more profusely.
He should have waited a few hundred more years before killing her. Why was he so arrogant and conceited?!
Having just broken through to the Great Emperor realm, the powerful force overwhelmed Wang Feng, making him feel like he could kill gods and Buddhas alike.
In his mind that day, even an immortal would have to slap him twice before slinking away in disgrace.
The result was... he was stabbed to death by Jiang Hanxi again.
But it's no longer just one sword strike; it's been countless days of battles and countless moves, and he's made great progress.
In the end, both sides suffered heavy losses, but he still managed to advance to the next level.
Just a little bit; if he had any chaotic spiritual power left, he could have perished together with Jiang Hanxi.
"Clearly, clearly in the last of your eighth incarnations, you were severely injured, and your Dao heart developed cracks, so why couldn't you die?!"
Wang Feng held Jiang Hanxi in his arms, tears streaming down his face, and asked her in a choked voice, his voice filled with anger and suffocation.
But at this moment, Jiang Hanxi's mind went blank. She felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck her mind, annihilating her consciousness.
Could it be... that he... really is, really is, that lecherous emperor!?
Jiang Hanxi's already reddened eyes gradually deepened, and her hands holding Wang Feng trembled uncontrollably.
"How...how could this be! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Jiang Hanxi was so startled that she pushed Wang Feng away, but the moment she saw him fly out, she quickly reached out and grabbed his arm.
She pulled Wang Feng back, afraid that he would be hurt by her forceful push.
However, Jiang Hanxi still put Wang Feng on the ground, somewhat unwilling to touch him anymore, and even felt a little disgusted.
She couldn't accept it. This bastard only had one life left, yet he still came close to her. What kind of game was he playing?!
Even if she's incredibly naive now, if she combines everything Wang Feng said about his actions and events, including his disguise, she'll understand.
This confirms that the probability of Wang Feng being the lecherous emperor is 99.9%, almost absolute.
But Jiang Hanxi still didn't believe it, and with a glimmer of hope, she asked, "You... your eighth incarnation, are you... the newly promoted Great Emperor who fought against me ten thousand years ago?"
Jiang Hanxi was trembling with nervousness. She couldn't believe it. So, in other words, Wang Feng was playing with her feelings in this life?
Could it be... that he still thinks he can't beat her in this life and is planning to toy with her feelings and ultimately destroy her heart?
That makes sense... After all, having been killed eight times, how could he possibly fall in love with an enemy he hates to see?
Wang Feng's eyes were blurry, as if they were open but not quite. His consciousness was hazy, and he had no idea what he was doing.
"No, it's not..."
Jiang Hanxi's eyes brightened slightly, but Wang Feng's next words were about to completely shatter her spirits.
"I, I am, a little butterfly, flying and flying and flying~~, hehehe, hehehe..."
Wang Feng, drunk and waving his hands around like a complete idiot, imagined himself as a butterfly.
Jiang Hanxi had a headache. Her cold and aloof face was full of helplessness. She pursed her lips tightly, not knowing what to do.
At this moment, she felt the same emotions she had felt as a child, being abandoned in the wilderness, welling up again, and this time even stronger.
The commotion around him gradually subsided, and Wang Feng, holding Jiang Hanxi's leg tightly, fell into a deep sleep, no longer going crazy.
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