"Ah Qian, I am very sorry for what happened in the past. Could you give me a chance to make amends?"
"Can you please be quiet?"
Xuanfeng's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his voice became extremely cold.
In that instant, Leng Ye felt as if he would lose her forever if he didn't hold on to her tightly.
Panic and helplessness.
His heart, hanging in his throat, was like a small boat adrift in a storm, drifting further and further away from the shore, yet he was helpless.
"A-Qian, I'm sorry."
He instinctively reached out, wanting to hug her like before, but before his hand could even touch her shoulder, he abruptly pulled it back.
"..."
Xuan Fengqian became even more irritated after being nagged by Leng Ye the whole way.
He had barely stepped into the house when he slammed the door shut behind him.
The reason I'm so irritable isn't because I'm truly fed up with the cold night.
She simply couldn't bear to see Leng Ye looking so dejected.
After being rebuffed, Leng Ye leaned against the door, exhausted, and didn't sleep a wink all night.
He dared not speak, for fear of disturbing her.
He didn't dare to express his love, fearing she would find it disgusting.
At that moment, he realized that he was not as powerful as he had imagined.
In matters of the heart, he is terrifyingly fragile, even utterly vulnerable.
Inside the room, Xuan Fengqian lay listlessly on the couch, absentmindedly fiddling with the sky-blue satin ribbon tassels on the bed curtains.
"A-Qian, what's wrong?"
Wuya noticed that Xuanfeng Qian seemed to be in a bad mood, and slowly poked most of his round head out from under the covers.
"fine."
"Did you have a falling out with His Majesty?"
"It's not that we're having a falling out, it's just that I don't know how to handle our relationship."
"Do whatever you want, why add unnecessary trouble?" Wuya gently placed his wings on her slightly protruding belly and whispered, "I remember you once said that you hoped the little baby in your belly would inherit Your Majesty's good looks."
Xuan Feng nodded slightly, his voice so low it was almost inaudible, "Even now, I still think this way."
Wuya, puzzled, asked, "If that's the case, then what are you struggling with?"
"I have no idea."
Xuanfeng closed his eyes lightly, wanting only to temporarily put him aside and have a good night's sleep.
Whenever she encounters something upsetting, she always thinks of sleeping it off.
Even if the sky falls, a good night's sleep will bring another brand new day...
Three days later.
Once she was fully awake, her thoughts became clear.
As Wuya said, if you still love someone, why give up so easily?
To put it bluntly, Leng Ye was just an innocent victim.
The real culprits are the troublemakers who have been stirring things up all along.
Thinking of this, Xuan Fengqian suddenly stood up and eagerly opened the door.
She had assumed Leng Ye was still waiting for her outside.
Unexpectedly, only fallen leaves remained outside the hall.
"Could it be that he was caught in the rain all night and is feeling unwell, so he went to rest in the side hall?"
Xuan Fengqian looked around, but still couldn't find Leng Ye.
Wuya stood quietly on her shoulder, yawned lazily, and said languidly, "He must have gone to deal with something important. Otherwise, given His Majesty's temperament, he would definitely be guarding outside the house."
"Is the Princess seeking His Majesty?"
Just then, she gracefully walked over, clad in a crimson ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress).
Today, unlike her usual pitiful appearance, she appears exceptionally beautiful.
Xuan Fengqian looked at Qingwu, who was radiating resentment, with suspicion in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is he?"
"His Majesty should still be resting in the Zhimo room of the Ziyou Palace at this moment."
Qingwu was still able to maintain a proper smile on her face, but her hands, hidden in her sleeves, were already clenched into fists.
She originally thought that, in heaven and on earth, she only had Xuan Fengqian as her opponent.
But she never expected that in Leng Ye's heart, she was not even as good-looking and mediocre as Zhi Mo.
She originally intended to use the body-snatching technique again to take over Zhi Mo's body.
Unfortunately, Fu Chen has yet to show up, and she has lost the protection of the Blood Demon Body. Not to mention possessing others, even protecting herself has become a big problem.
"Is he in the Zhimo House?"
Xuan Fengqian thought to herself that he was probably just angry with her, which was why he deliberately went to Zhimo's house to put on an act.
Since that's the case, she'll just have to coax him back herself.
After coaxing him back, make him stand facing the wall to reflect on his mistakes.
Why do you have to cause trouble every day?
What she didn't know was that during the heaviest rain last night, the Nine Heavens Tribulation began without warning.
Unwilling to disturb her, Leng Ye endured the lightning tribulation alone in the dense forest for an entire night.
In the torrential rain, the dark blue forest was illuminated by hundreds of bolts of lightning from the dome, emitting a purple glow.
The rumbling thunder roared and churned in the clouds, like an angry lion opening its ferocious maw towards Leng Ye.
The incredibly sharp lightning in the void, mixed with a gale, struck his flesh and blood like a rain of arrows.
The thunderstorm lasted all night, only stopping as dawn broke.
At this moment, Leng Ye had been cleaved in two by lightning, his skin torn and his body utterly mangled.
He knelt on one knee in a muddy puddle, remaining in the same position for a long time as if petrified.
Just when he thought he had successfully passed the Nine Heavens Tribulation, a faint, illusory laugh came from not far away and struck his ears.
"Oh..."
"who?"
Leng Ye struggled to lift his head, his voice extremely low and hoarse.
Sensing the faint, malevolent aura emanating from the dense forest ahead, he had no choice but to exert all his strength and, with the support of the Xuanyuan Demon Sword, slowly move towards the edge of the forest.
"Tsk... I never thought you'd become so afraid of death."
Behind him, Fu Chen's slightly unfocused eyes hovered in the void, calmly watching the vulnerable Leng Ye.
"Close the net."
Leng Ye paused slightly, turned his head slightly, and although his voice and appearance were very weak, his words still revealed an undeniable confidence.
As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of elite soldiers suddenly emerged from the dense forest, and in a short while, they set up the Bagua Linked Formation, imprisoning Fu Chen's illusory figure within it.
At the same time, the Dream Demon, who flew over with the Chaos Bell in one hand, also seized the opportunity and threw the Chaos Bell at Fu Chen's head with lightning speed, causing him to be restricted by the power of the Chaos Bell once again.
"mean!"
Fu Chen was surprised that Leng Ye had a hidden move, and roared angrily like a trapped beast.
"All warfare is based on deception."
Having successfully captured Fu Chen, Leng Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, before he could take two steps, his weakened body was forcibly pulled into a dream by Fu Chen.
Leng Yejian frowned, hesitated for a long time, and then finally dispelled the fog of the dream in front of him.
As the fog dissipated, the land beneath his feet transformed back into a vast sea.
Leng Ye was very familiar with this sea area.
Wasn't he buried here in his past life?
A faint, bitter smile appeared on Leng Ye's lips.
He originally intended to crush this illusory dream, but unintentionally he noticed that Xuan Fengqian's reflection was also clearly reflected on the dark surface of the Boundless Sea.
For some reason, a premonition suddenly arose in his mind, and he felt that this dream was very likely the real existence of his previous life after he died.
In fact, the dream created by Fuchen was exactly what actually happened after Leng Ye died in his previous life.
Leng Ye held his breath, staring in shock at Wuya, whose neck had been snapped and head severed by Fuchen in his dream, all in an attempt to avenge him.
Before this, he had seen Wuya as nothing more than a crow who clung to life and feared death.
Unexpectedly, it was foolish enough to risk its life and do something as futile as throwing an egg against a rock.
What he found even more unacceptable was that after learning that it was all Fu Chen's scheme, Xuan Fengqian picked up the Xuanyuan Demon Sword, which was emitting a purple glow, and destroyed his own body, forcibly pushing time back to before the tragedy occurred.
Leng Ye slowly squatted down, reaching out to touch the increasingly transparent Xuan Fengqian.
However, before his fingertips could touch her body, she turned into starlight and disappeared into the dust.
"Ah Qian, I was wrong."
"Come back to life..."
Leng Ye's eyes were bloodshot as he tried to use his sleeves to shield the fading starlight before him.
Unfortunately, starlight fades quickly.
It lingered in his palm for only a moment before turning into smoke and disappearing with the wind.
A quarter of an hour later, as the nightmare demon led Leng Ye out of Fu Chen's dream, all the light in Leng Ye's eyes had been extinguished.
"Keep a close eye on Fuchen. Make sure he doesn't escape this time."
He remained silent, his mind constantly flashing back to the resolute look in Xuan Fengqian's eyes when he took his own life in self-inflicted blame.
The Dream Demon looked ashamed and whispered, "Demon Lord, the Fallen Demon has somehow managed to escape the shackles of the Chaos Bell once again."
"They escaped?"
At this moment, Leng Ye had no strength left to pursue Fu Chen.
Due to his severe injuries, he could no longer straighten his back and felt dazed, as if he might faint at any moment.
"Help me to the Purple Nether Palace."
The dream demon stared wide-eyed at him, asking in astonishment, "Is the Demon Lord sure he's not going back to Qingfeng Palace?"
"I won't reply."
Leng Ye shook his head firmly, his voice weak but his eyes surprisingly resolute.
Only after learning that Xuan Fengqian had committed suicide because of him in his previous life did he realize that she was capable of anything for him.
This time, he absolutely could not let her destroy her divine body and perish once again.
Despite his deep reluctance, he had to harden his heart and personally sever the ties of love.
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