Everyone immediately looked up and saw a young man walking out of the crack in the void. He was wearing a purple robe with exquisite cloud patterns embroidered with silver thread on the sleeves and hem.
His silver hair cascaded down his back, becoming even more shiny and smooth in the sunlight.
He wore a red jade hairpin in his hair, which made his skin look as white as snow. His face, which looked like a jade sculpture, exuded a cold aura, but his appearance was extremely enchanting, and his pair of bewitching eyes revealed an evil and cold emotion.
His tone was cold: "It's so lively, why don't you call me?"
Everyone's body stiffened, and a slight chill ran down their spines.
The spirit god looked up and saw Feng Xingyao. She suddenly narrowed her eyes, and a faint light flashed in her eyes.
She absolutely cannot lose this opportunity.
She moved and appeared in front of Shen Yan. Her hand, like a snake, directly pinched Shen Yan's neck.
boom--
A powerful and terrifying demonic force instantly attacked the spiritual god.
The spirits instinctively resist danger.
When she came to her senses, the demon lord who was originally standing on the void had appeared beside Chen Yan.
"Afeng!" Lingshen's face suddenly changed and he shouted anxiously.
The man in purple was Feng Xingyao. He stared at the Spirit God with an icy voice, "Have you forgotten everything I said?"
The Spirit God was not afraid. Instead, he smiled, his words hinting at a threat. "Ah Feng, are you really going to break up with me for her? She's just a toy of yours. You've had enough of her, and it's time to calm down. Otherwise, I'll be angry too. If I'm angry, I won't care about the overall situation."
Feng Xingyao's face darkened slightly.
At this moment, he could feel Chen Yan beside him looking at him, but he didn't dare to look at her.
I dared not even look her in the eye.
"Afeng, come here." Lingshen tilted his head slightly and said with a bright smile.
Feng Xingyao did not respond.
The spirit god still kept smiling: "You should know the consequences of ignoring me."
Feng Xingyao's eyes became dim and he pursed his lips.
Under the gaze of everyone, he walked towards the Spirit God.
Here, only Nie Xun and Shen Ce paid attention to Chen Yan's emotions at the first time. They saw that Chen Yan had a blank expression and seemed unmoved.
until--
When Feng Xingyao was about to reach the front of the spirit god, she spoke.
"Feng Xingyao."
Feng Xingyao paused, his body stiffened, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.
Chen Yan's voice was very calm: "Every step you took just now must be returned to me on your knees. Otherwise, we will be severing our ties."
When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.
Almost everyone present was stunned. They didn't expect Chen Yan to say such horrifying words.
"She actually made the demon king kneel down?!" someone said in a low voice.
"Does she really take herself seriously? A plaything is a plaything! She should treat it like a plaything!"
"Tsk tsk, you really don't know your place!"
"She wants to humiliate the Demon Race Lord? Hahaha, why do I find this a little funny? Is she trying to save her own reputation?!"
Even Lingshen couldn't help but frown after hearing this, and she stared at Chen Yan with displeasure.
Even though she hated Feng Xingyao, given Feng Xingyao's status and position, would he kneel to her?
Is she too whimsical?
How could Feng Xingyao like such a vain and selfish human race?
Maybe it's because I have no vision.
The spirit god looked at Feng Xingyao, but saw the obscure emotions on Feng Xingyao's handsome face.
he……
Feng Xingyao did not respond to Chen Yan's words. He took a difficult step towards the Spirit God.
Suddenly, Chen Yan behind him slowly said, "Three."
Feng Xingyao's body became increasingly stiff.
"two."
Chen Yan stared coldly at the back of the man in purple in front of her. She took a deep breath, lowered her eyes, and a self-deprecating smile crossed the corners of her lips.
Perhaps she thought too highly of feelings.
She could see that Feng Xingyao had his own difficulties.
But he knew clearly that if he ran towards another woman like this, she would be unhappy.
But in the end, he did it.
The bits and pieces of their past interactions flashed through her mind quickly. She closed her eyes, and her heart felt as if it had been cut open by someone. There was a bloody pain, even more painful than the backlash she had just endured.
When she opened her eyes again, there was a little more moisture in her eyes.
The countdown for this relationship has ended.
Her pale lips parted slightly.
"one."
The moment the words fell, a 'thump' sound was heard.
Everyone present changed their expressions. They widened their eyes in shock and looked at the scene in disbelief.
The silver-haired man turned around and knelt down in the direction of Chen Yan.
He straightened his back and took one step at a time, kneeling down as he walked towards her. However, this action did not seem cowardly at all. Instead, it revealed an indescribable aura of abstinence, which made people look at him sideways, as if this was not a plea, but a beautiful painting that was slowly unfolding.
From the moment he knelt down, his eyes were fixed on Shen Yan from beginning to end, never leaving her for a moment.
His eyes were deep and fiery, like two burning flames, or like a bottomless cold pool.
He said slowly in an extremely gentle voice: "I was wrong..."
He knelt one step at a time, and walked a full twenty steps before he arrived in front of Chen Yan.
He reached out and took Chen Yan's hand, pressing her cold hand against his cheek, tilting his head slightly, his eyes blurry and affectionate, as if deliberately seducing people, his tone carrying a hint of almost pleading: "Can you forgive me?"
Then he added, "Please have mercy on me, Yan..."
He spoke these words so softly, as if a spring breeze was blowing across people's hearts, so soft that it made people's bones numb involuntarily.
Chen Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she could feel the warmth coming from the back of her hand.
She looked down at him and he looked up at her.
When their eyes met, it felt like a glance that lasted for a thousand years.
Chen Yan's heart was beating fast.
When Shen Ce and Nie Xun saw this scene, the former's face turned red with anger, and the latter looked gloomy.
As for Ling Shen, she was so shocked that she was speechless when Feng Xingyao knelt down.
How could Feng Xingyao kneel down to a mere human?!
How could he? !
But he is...
He is this world...
Lingshen's face suddenly turned gloomy, and she looked at Chen Yan with eyes full of hostility and murderous intent.
She must die!
Feng Xingyao actually ignored all the people in the world for her!
This girl is Feng Xingyao's calamity!
At this moment, Chen Yan stretched out his other hand towards Feng Xingyao.
Seeing this, Feng Xingyao smiled happily and put his hand on Shen Yan's.
Shake hands.
Temperature blending.
The hearts are connected with each other.
Feng Xingyao slowly stood up and asked softly, "Are you not angry anymore?"
"What do you think?" Chen Yan looked up at him and asked coldly.
He lowered his eyes and said solemnly, "I'm sorry."
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