Lingxiao Palace

Feng Qingchen was dressed in white, as cold as snow. He sat in front of the screen, placed his slender jade fingers on the strings, and plucked them gently.

The sound of the piano is ethereal and sweet, but compared to the past calmness, today it seems to be a little more cheerful.

Everything in his dormitory is no different from seven years ago. It seems to be specially reserved for only one person to return.

With the sudden murderous intention, Feng Qingchen's eyes moved slightly, and the sound of the piano turned, faintly dispelling the attack of Hong Ling.

Zhen Shan took back the red silk ribbon and landed it in the center of the dormitory. His eyes were stern and his murderous intent was astonishing.

Feng Qingchen raised his eyes, looked at her, touched the red dress on her body, a faint light flashed across his eyes, and said lightly: "Xuelian, red dress is not suitable for you."

"My husband likes red, what does it have to do with you?"

Feng Qingchen's eyebrows furrowed invisibly, "Heaven does not recognize your engagement."

Zhen Shan condensed spiritual power on his fingertips, "Why do you need it to recognize it?"

Feng Qingchen shook his head and stopped worrying about this issue. Seeing that she was so murderous, he said matter-of-factly: "Xuelian, you are no match for me."

Zhen Shan slightly curled her lips, her phoenix eyes were filled with a trace of blood, and the aura around her body suddenly surged. Countless petals surrounded her, and her soul power covered the petals and surged towards Feng Qingchen.

There was a trace of surprise in Feng Qingchen's eyes, his expression condensed, he raised his hand, and the powerful spiritual power turned into a barrier to block the petals.

boom!

As soon as Feng Xiaoyao approached Lingxiao Palace, he was shocked by the aftermath of the terrifying spiritual collision and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He looked at the Lingxiao Palace dormitory in ruins in shock.

How is that possible?

Where does Snow Lotus get such terrifying power?

She doesn't want her life?

After the dust dispersed, Feng Qingchen stood in the ruins. His white clothes were dyed red with blood, and his handsome face had a few streaks of blood. Although he looked embarrassed, he was still calm and indifferent, as if he were a god who controls all living beings.

However, Feng Xiaoyao had never seen anyone hurt the God Lord to such an extent, not even Qi Yu.

After all, she...

Zhen Shan was not much better either. She used the power of her soul and was attacked by heaven. If this body had not been transformed from ancient snow lotus, it would have been broken into pieces.

Blood spilled from the corners of her lips, and she tried not to fall down, as if she wanted to do it again.

"Even if you die together with me, you can't save him."

Feng Qingchen's eyes were cold and indifferent, he looked at her and said calmly.

Zhen Shan's eyes were even more filled with hatred, "Feng Qingchen, you are an out-and-out hypocrite!"

"Have I ever failed to keep my word?"

"Ha, just playing with words, you never thought of letting him go from the beginning."

"I didn't say not to kill him, did I?"

He had only said that Qi Yu would make an oath to the inner demon, and he would untie the red rope and never promised to let him go.

"you……"

Zhen Shan was extremely angry and exhausted. She grabbed a stone next to her and threw it at him hard.

Feng Qingchen turned aside slightly and said, "Xuelian, you shouldn't have gotten involved with him in the first place."

"Who am I hanging out with? What does it have to do with you, a hypocrite?" Zhen Shan threw another stone at her and cursed angrily.

Old lady?

Feng Qingchen's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he raised his hand to catch the stone, "Sure enough, after being with him for a long time, all your etiquette has been forgotten."

"Shut up, who gave you the courage to speak ill of my husband?"

"Xuelian, that's enough, don't be so presumptuous!"

Zhen Shan wanted to pick up another stone and hit the bastard to death, but he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and leaned back uncontrollably.

Before Feng Qingchen could think about it, he took the first step and caught her. Seeing the faint brilliance overflowing from her body, he quickly held her hand and breathed slightly.

His eyes were dark, and he sighed softly, and the gentle spiritual power penetrated into her body, repairing her almost broken body.

It wasn't until he helped her maintain her human form that Feng Qingchen collected her spiritual power and said, "Ahem!"

"Master God, are you okay?"

Feng Xiaoyao adjusted his breathing and finally stood up. Seeing blood spilling from the corners of Feng Qingchen's lips, he asked worriedly.

"No problem," Feng Qingchen picked up Zhen Shan and walked to the side hall next to him. "Let's deal with it here. Let's say to the outside world that there was something wrong in my cultivation."

"yes."

Feng Xiaoyao responded helplessly.

Beauty is alluring, but beauty is also a disaster.

…

Zhen Shan was in coma for several days.

She had just woken up and touched the man in white sitting beside her bed. Her eyes turned cold and she wanted to get up and fight with him.

But as soon as she moved, her face turned pale, and the severe pain in her body made her fall back.

Feng Qingchen supported her and said, "If you don't want to die, just lie down."

Zhen Shan endured the severe pain in her body and waved away his hand, "Hypocritical!"

Feng Qingchen took back his hand and looked at her with pale eyes, seemingly without any emotion.

"What bad idea are you planning?" Zhen Shan asked warily.

"If you make trouble again, I will transform you back into your original form and wait until Qi Yu disappears before letting you go."

"You dare?"

"What do you think?"

Zhen Shan was so angry that he was shaking all over, "Feng Qingchen!"

"Xuelian, you came to Lingxiao Palace, are you really just here to fight me to the death? So that you can avenge Qi Yu?"

She paused and closed her eyes, "What exactly did you do to him?"

"Why don't you think that he is tired of the ordinary life with you and has renewed ambitions?"

"Feng Qingchen, he is not you."

"Xuelian, do you think everything I did was because of my ambition?" Feng Qingchen suddenly asked.

"Isn't it?"

"You know me well?"

Zhen Shan seemed to have heard a joke, "Why should I understand you?"

"I don't understand, how do you compare me with Qi Yu?"

Zhen Shan's eyes were light, "That's right, why should I compare my husband with you?"

Feng Qingchen's expression turned cold, and he stood up and wanted to leave.

"Feng Qingchen, stop!"

Zhen Shan ignored the wounds on his body and sat up, with a pale face, "What on earth have you done? He has given up everything and is willing to be ordinary. Why are you still so intolerant of him?"

Feng Qingchen's hands in his sleeves tightened slightly, "I said that even if he is separated from my soul, I have the right to deal with him."
Chapter completed!