There's a saying that goes, "The magistrate is allowed to set fires, but the common people are not allowed to light lamps." Chu Yu's behavior at this moment is exactly like that. He forbids people from seeing or hearing about flowers, but he himself doesn't miss a single one.
Yun Yao gently placed Zi Mu on the bed. Before she could get up, he immediately pressed down on her, his eyes filled with predatory intent. At this moment, all his desires were clearly displayed in front of Zi Mu.
"Yun Yao, let me go!"
"Let go? So you can go to Qingfeng's side?"
"I should have taken you away 100,000 years ago!"
His thin lips pressed against hers, but Zi Mu turned her head away. "Yun Yao, calm down and look at me. I am Zi Mu, the only disciple of the God of Mi'e—Zi Mu!"
Unfortunately, these words had no threatening effect on Yun Yao; instead, they only aroused Yun Yao's wicked sense of humor. "So what?"
"He was severely injured by me eight hundred years ago, but now..."
"It should have just happened, right?"
What can he do to me?
Yun Yao gripped Zi Mu's chin firmly with his hand. "Look at me! From now on, you can only be mine!"
With his other hand, he tore Zi Mu's outer garment, and with his lips and tongue, he forcefully pried open Zi Mu's tightly closed teeth, launching a frenzied assault.
Suddenly, all movement stopped. Yun Yao got up from Zi Mu with a complicated expression, looked at her tear-streaked face, and stammered, "Are you really that unwilling?"
No one answered him. Yun Yao looked at her coldly, his tone full of confidence, and said, "One day, I will make you follow me willingly!"
With a flick of his sleeve, he strode out.
Hua looked at the Goddess Zi Mu lying on the bed, silently shedding tears, and felt extremely sorry for her. "Chu Yu, did Goddess Zi Mu... die later?"
Hua had never heard any rumors about the divine couple of the God Qingfeng since she could remember. Presumably, something must have happened later that caused everyone in the divine realm to keep quiet about it...
After that day, the veil between the divine realm and Yunyao was completely torn apart. The God Qingfeng personally led his troops to attack the demon realm, and the battlefield situation became increasingly tense, leaving Yunyao unable to take care of itself.
Nevertheless, Goddess Zimu was not mistreated in the Demon Realm; all her provisions were even more abundant than in the God Realm.
Yun Yao's decline gradually became apparent. Under the siege of the divine and immortal realms, he suffered repeated defeats, and finally...
"Yun Yao, today is your death day!"
Qingfeng, wielding the Wind Return Sword, charged straight at Yunyao, ignoring the obstruction of the gods behind him, and single-handedly broke into the demon camp.
"With you?"
The two fought for a full day and night. A battle between them was inevitable. Neither side intervened. Yun Yao was only three thousand years older than Qing Fengxu, but not everyone could be as talented as Yun Yao.
Qingfeng's heart meridian was almost shattered, but fortunately, the goddess Yunxi arrived in time to save him, otherwise...
At the same time, the goddess Yunxi also brought an unexpected person—Zi Mu!
It turned out that Yunxi had taken advantage of Yunyao's predicament to sneak into the Demon Realm and rescue Zimu.
"Yun Yao, today is your death day! I will make you pay for your crimes in blood!"
Yun Yao didn't even glance at Yun Xi, instead looking directly at Zi Mu. "Come here, and perhaps I can spare his life, otherwise..."
The warning in his eyes was self-evident, but no matter how cowardly anyone was, they would not watch their wife go into another man's arms. Qingfeng forced himself to stand in front of Zimu, blocking Yunyao's view.
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