"Cough... cough..." He coughed up blood in pain.
But Shen Ce immediately raised his head nervously and looked at Shen Yan.
Chen Yan raised his sword and slashed, breaking the pressure of divine power.
She just stood there, her eyes extremely cold. The cold wind blew her hair at the temples, making her extremely cold and beautiful face even more conspicuous.
Chen Yan raised her eyes and uttered a word, "As a god, can you kill people casually?"
"This god is naturally qualified to eliminate some troubles." When the spirit god saw that Chen Yan seemed to have become a different person, he couldn't help but feel a little doubtful. He didn't expect that Feng Xingyao actually liked such a cold person. It was really surprising.
The white-robed people standing below looked at each other when they heard this. They didn't dare to say a word, nor did they want to interfere with the decision of the Spirit God.
After all, in their eyes, Chen Yan was indeed a third party.
And he's a plaything without any self-awareness.
The Spirit God deliberately sowed discord, saying, "Do you think the relationship between Afeng and me is deeper, or do you think the relationship between you and Afeng is deeper? I have spent hundreds of thousands of years with Afeng, while you have only been with him for a few years. I have seen the stars in the sky with him, walked across countless mountains and seas, and fought side by side for hundreds of thousands of years... and what about you?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yan said calmly, “What he and I experienced doesn’t need to be made public.”
These words made Lingshen's face darken a little.
She lost her patience.
She suddenly raised her hand, and was about to grab Chen Yan's neck from a distance—
Suddenly, a man came tearing through the void.
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