The God Emperor did not speak, and his eyes looked at the Netherworld God Lord who was bleeding from the corners of his lips.

People in the divine realm, especially the God Emperor, will not have disputes over a mortal flower, so he just waved his hand and sent it away.

She was taken out of the temple and stayed safely in his sleeve for fifty thousand years.

The Netherworld God seemed to have forgotten her and her sleeves. As she gradually withered in her stable sleeves, she learned that the Netherworld God Lord had a vast star field, killed thousands of enemies, married the Northern Heaven Goddess and gave birth to a daughter named Yousheng.

Later, the divine world suddenly became lively. She was lively for some reason, and the grand ceremony held was even more grand than the ceremony of the Netherworld Enthronement Ten Thousand Years ago.

She knew that the Netherworld didn't like the bustle and bustle, so she took him away from the hall.

On this day, the divine Lord, full of blood in killing, took her out of her sleeves and placed it on her palm for the first time. She looked at her with a funny look and exclaimed with a smile.

"What a great thing. I haven't cared about you for so many years. I've had a grief of death and still alive. I can be considered a divine weapon."

After smiling for a moment, Youming was about to take her back into her cuffs, but he felt another gaze fall.

Although his vision was cold and indifferent, it was not as disgusting as other gods.

He turned sideways slightly and looked at the young emperor's son standing under the temple's divine pillar.

Youming knew this son, and today's grand ceremony was held for him alone.

He is the son of the God Emperor, and his talent and ability are both worthy of the title of "Son of the God Emperor".

In such a short time, it is able to stunning time and time, attracting the envy of all gods.

He is undoubtedly the favorite son of God, and it is no wonder that the rebirth son of the God Lord Zhan Jeong was so jealous of him.

However, as today's home figure, he appeared outside the temple like him.

Youming suddenly felt that the boy was very interesting. Of course, what was even more interesting was his eyes when he looked at the mortal flower.

So, before he could speak first, the young emperor took a step and said slowly: "I have read a lot of books."

Youming looked at him quietly, his eyes fading away from the past and waiting for the content of his next words.

He also looked at Youming seriously and continued, "I like the various forms of the world described in the book."

Youming smiled faintly and asked, "Do you don't like the God Realm?"

The young emperor did not answer his words directly, but said to himself.

"But I have never seen a real world. Someone once said that every flower and a world, sometimes the scenery I have never seen before may be able to see the whole picture of that world through a flower."

Youming looked at him, and the curve of his mouth became deeper: "So what?"

The young emperor's eyes fell into his sleeves and said seriously: "I really want the mortal flower in your sleeve."

Looking at the cold and persistent eyes of the young emperor, she heard the Netherworld God Lord laughing loudly for the first time since she entered the gods.

And she didn't expect that someone would want her here, but she would still use such a serious tone.

For a moment, the withered heart throbbed.

She was actually very happy to hear the heartfelt laughter of the Netherworld God, because she felt that the Netherworld God would agree to give her to the young man.

Who knew that the answer that came was...

"If you want to, defeat me first."

She carried it in his sleeve for fifty thousand years, and naturally knew how powerful this man was from the Nine Nether Purgatory to prove the truth through killing and purgatory.

There are eight absolute masters in the Void God Realm, namely the Eight Great Gods, and the head of the Eight Great Gods is honored as the God Emperor.

The eternal galaxies, the heavens and the worlds, and the hundreds of billions of ancient gods are all under their control.

The Netherworld God Lord is ranked third among the eight great gods, but she knows that the true strength of the Netherworld God Lord is even stronger than the companion god Lord who is ranked second!

And that young emperor son, who is only a thousand years old, is the youngest among all the immortals and gods.

But he asked him to defeat him before he could take her away.

She felt that no one dared to face this request.

But he said, "Okay."

As soon as she fell, she was shocked and the battle had begun.

She remembered that the battle was changing, the sky was reversed, the day and night were reversed, and even attracted the attention of thousands of gods.

So few of the grand ceremony held for him was held in the end.

He is still too young after all.

He was defeated.

All the gods in all directions laughed at him for being arrogant and arrogant, and were lawless, and even challenged the Netherworld Killing God at the moment of his new birth and growth.

But she knew that Youming was not easy to win, and she could even feel that under her clothes, he was still trembling slightly.

The young emperor lost, but the Netherworld God Lord was not considered a winner.

Therefore, in the end, she was taken away by the young emperor's son.

Along the way, she smelled the strong bloody smell of serious injuries on his body and was soon taken back to his bedroom.

His bedroom has a very nice name, called the Palace of Eternal Life.

He took her out and looked at her dry leaves and petals. His cold eyes were free from emotion. He asked like this: "Do you miss your hometown for too long?"

She could not answer his question. She was just a mortal flower. Even if she opened her spiritual orifice under the opportunity, she was still just a flower body, so she could not speak.

He was destined to not wait for her answer.

Later, she didn't know where he got a piece of dust. She was planted in agarwood box filled with dust, and gradually regained her vitality, no longer the bland appearance lacking moisture.

This time, the blooming is no longer the valley of the bamboos, but in the Temple of Eternal Life.

At first, he didn't spend much time in the Hall of Eternal Life.

Later, he stayed in the hall for longer and longer, and the days he stayed with her were also longer and longer.

She spent this long and distant time with him and read books with him.

She often secretly looked at his side face and fell into joy and trance.

I am lucky to have flowers for you in this life.

A moment of eternity, a moment of beauty.

And sometimes, long and wonderful times are interrupted.

She often saw the only daughter of the Netherworld God, You Sheng, who often came to the Palace of Changsheng, but never dared to enter the palace.

Instead, outside the windowsill, he held his chin and looked at her and him.

She knew that maybe he was the only one in her eyes?

However, it was Yousheng's arrival that made her realize the beauty of a woman.

He is God, and she is just a mortal flower.

How can people and flowers stay together for a lifetime?

So, since that day, she learned to practice.

It was once said in the book that there were elves in flowers who practiced to become humans, appeared in human bodies, and spoke human words.

She wanted to give it a try, too.

Little did they know that after trying this, the disaster would come.

That night, the crabapple was in full bloom, the faint fragrance floated, and the lonely fragrance was proud of the world.

In the agarwood box, there was only a bunch of dust quietly, and the big red crabapple was not seen again.

Under the moonlight, beside the window frame, she turned into a red dress, her hair was like a waterfall, but under the night, she looked as cold as water.

She looked at him quietly, her eyes as bright as stars. At this moment, she saw her unique beauty in his dark and cold eyes.

This night, she was hugged by him for the first time, feeling the cold embrace and the throbbing heartbeat.

She was full of joy, and it turned out that he was also so happy with her.

For a moment, she felt that she was willing to accompany him, stay with him, and rely on each other for her life.

Forget the mortal world and stay away from homeland.

She knew that her spiritual intelligence had grown... This is love.

But at that time she didn't understand that the rules of heaven cannot be violated. No matter how much love is, the love is deep, and the path of immortals and mortals will be unique.

After all, she is just a mortal flower.

Because of her, the once powerful and fierce young emperor son, became a man who cherishes flowers.

He carefully cared for her in the Hall of Eternal Life, but the matter of her transformation into a human body still asked You Sheng to see her.

Later, somehow it was introduced into the ears of the God Emperor.

The God Emperor was furious and thought that she was the Emperor's son of the Demonic Sect, so he dug down her eyes and angrily destroyed the flower spirit.

The God Emperor is the most inexpensive god among these seven realms.

He wants to kill someone, no one can stop him!

The undead that fell in his hands did not even dare to contain the Yin Realm.

But in her heart, there is someone who is even more inexpensive than the God Emperor.

When she was in the midst of consciousness, she saw him collecting her broken flower spirits, and even went to the Nine-level Tianhe River to find a pot of spiritual springs, irrigating them day and night, and saving a trace of vitality.

He is a rational person. He knows that even if she is successfully resurrected and protected by this divine realm, it is not a solution to both sides.

(ps: This is considered to be a small pit for the official to make up for the first life of his official and the emperor's son Wu Qi Xie. Keep working hard, roo!)
Chapter completed!