Chapter 1844 The Emperor's Guide to Pampering Cultural Relics 40 "Yun Yan"



The magical power in his hands did not dissipate, but under the stimulation of the strong light, it backfired instantly and was all injected into his own body.

It pierced straight through his heart; it seemed like half a lifetime of cultivation would be wasted.

"Wow--"

Zha Gan quickly bent over, and before he could hold it in, he vomited a mouthful of blood. It felt as if his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all being squeezed together, causing him excruciating pain.

Everything went black, and my whole body trembled uncontrollably from the pain.

It took quite a while before a glimmer of light could be seen.

It's not that I'm blind, but my vision has become extremely blurry.

Looking up, he saw Emperor Qingyun, dressed in white, standing with his hands behind his back in front of the little vampire, his phoenix eyes sharp and his demeanor outstanding.

His aura was pure and calm, even more ethereal than that of a deity.

"Qingyun? Didn't you go to the Demon Realm for negotiations? When did you come back?"

Qingyun's eyes were deep, and she spoke bluntly: "When you're causing trouble."

"Heh." Emperor Zhegan laughed disdainfully: "Me, causing trouble? My great God of Law Enforcement, why don't you open your eyes and take a good look at what that bitch behind you has done to my precious one?"

"Waaah..." Zhu Meng even feigned grievance, pretending to lean closer to cover her back, revealing her ugly wounds all over her body.

It's as if the more seriously injured you are, the more justified you are.

However, before she could finish whimpering, the largest wound on her body suddenly tore open, ignoring Zhu Meng's screams, and gradually widened, causing her endless torment.

In no time, Zhu Meng turned into a pool of blood and disappeared from the world forever, leaving not even a trace of bone.

Zhegan wanted to help, but lacked the ability, and could only watch anxiously.

Only after Zhu Meng disappeared did she raise her eyes, glaring angrily at Qing Yun opposite her: "You're utterly unreasonable! Zhu Meng is just a pet, what could it possibly do wrong? On the contrary, it's that bitch behind you, she's all grown up, why is she arguing with a pet?!"

"He deserved to be scratched, he deserved to bleed!"

“My child has his reasons for doing things. I will find out the truth. You don’t need to teach me.”

"Hahahaha." One address completely amused Zhegan: "Qingyun, did I hear that right? You call this disgusting thing that's neither god nor demon 'baby'?"

"Yes, my darling." Qingyun's expression was calm, and her voice remained calm, only showing a slight fluctuation when she mentioned Yu Yan.

He said, "Yan Yan, I taught her, I raised her, I pursued her, I spoiled her, so naturally I call her my darling. As for you..."

He took a step and slowly approached Zha Gan, each step carrying a chilling killing intent.

Standing in front of him, without saying a word, he slapped him twice across the face, making his ears, nose and eyes bleed, before suddenly unleashing a spell to lift him up.

Bang--

It crashed directly into a pillar at the South Heavenly Gate.

My bones were shattered, and I almost died.

At this moment, Qingyun slowly walked back, healed the wound on Yu Yan's hand, and as she left, she glanced at Zha Gan and said, "I'm not very satisfied with the beating this time. I'll beat you again next time I see you."

Cover-up:………

What a terrible thing!

He couldn't beat Si Jin before, and now he can't beat Qing Yun.

What great abilities does that little bastard Yu Yan possess?

Why do all the big shots in Heaven dote on him?

Is he just destined to be beaten up?

… …

Back in her own palace, Yu Yan looked at her hands, then at Qingyun who refused to hug her, and turned her head away, feeling aggrieved.

What the heck? They've been on a business trip to the Demon Realm for three days now, and there's still no sign of them.

He pretended to be injured and even sent a clone back to appease him.

Qingyun is very strong. Even a small clone created from a wisp of his soul is extremely powerful. If he didn't say so, no god could tell the difference between the clone and the original.

But only Yu Yan knew that his clone was an illusion, unable to truly embrace himself.

"Alright, I'm going home. Get lost." Yu Yan turned her head away, not really wanting to talk to him, but...

The person behind him clearly didn't want to leave. After a moment of silence, he said, "Don't be angry, I can grant you one wish."

Yu Yan raised her eyes: "Anything is fine?"

"Mm," Qingyun replied, "Anything is fine."

"Then I want you to hug me." Yu Yan turned around, her eyes full of reluctance, and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Do you dare to hug me?"

Hmph! I won't let him hug me even if he dares!

Hugging an empty shadow is no fun.

But... Qingyun still moved, slowly approaching him, and in an instant, she hugged him tightly, holding him close.

Thump—

Yu Yan's heart, which had been pounding because of Qing Yun, skipped a beat. It wasn't... it wasn't a clone, it was real.

Ah Qing is back.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and Yu Yan gave a resentful "humph," but the word that came out of her mouth was: "Husband..."

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