Chapter 395: Terrible

Di Fu shook his heart, looked up, and saw a crack in Yao Guangqin in the hand of the god.
That heartbreaking voice came from here.
This crack is like figuring out who ’s heart, and like this Yao Guangqin, it deeply cracks a scar that cannot be healed.
"Qing'er ... Do you know what you're talking about?" The now looked dark like night, full of unknown danger.
"Boss didn't say anything!" Bai Ze said witly. "We're just kidding."
He noticed that the shrine holding Yao Guangqin's hand was already full of muscles.
It's like a bomb that explodes at any time.
He's scared!
"I'm not kidding." Di Fuya looked at Ye Zhongyuan very seriously. "Ergozi, what do you think?"
"I think it's good! Three months, three months!" Ye Chongyuan ignored the dark face of the on the other side, could not restrain the ecstasy of his heart, and hugged Emperor Fu, and kissed her on the cheek. .
"My God ..." As if Bai Ze had seen the end of the world, he took a step back in fright.
Sure enough, the next second, God's face suddenly darkened!
A demon wind blew sharply on the flat bottom, and the strong air force forced them to separate.
"Night! Heavy! Yuan!" God's face shifted darkly, and in a strong wind, his white robe was blown inspiringly.
Emperor Fuyao saw that something was wrong and frowned, "God, what are you doing?"
Shen Yan's eyes were sweeping with a strong murderous spirit, covering the sky, almost engulfing the world in his hatred.
"Qinger, do you really want to be with him?"
His tone was full of sharp questions.
Emperor Fu shook his red eyes, his heart was inexplicably surprised, and he saw that the demon wind in the bamboo forest was even more masterpiece, and it was blowing everywhere.
"God, can you calm down?"
"Calm? Hehe ..." The oracle laughed wildly, and the whole bamboo forest was filled with his horrible laughter.
This laughter sounded deafening like a sharp weapon scratching the eardrum, making people scared.
"I've waited for so many years, and after so many years, it's so hard to wait for you, but you want me to watch you fall in love with another man, and still tell me to calm down?"
"Qinger, tell me, how can I calm down?"
His blood-stained eyes were bloodthirsty and terrifying.
The passage of time and the corrosion of the years made him deeper and deeper in his love for her.
He abandoned everything and waited for thousands of years, just to continue her frontier and complete the relationship that she had missed.
Di Fuyao has never seen such a gloomy and terrifying look of the oracle, as if at this moment, he is covered with sharp knives all over his body.
As long as outsiders touch, blood will drip.
The deities in the impression are perfect and beautiful, as cold and expensive as the deities.
But at this time, he is clearly a demon after the fall!
Di Fuyao just felt a chill from the soles of her feet, and she was inexplicably afraid of such a god!
"No ... God, listen to me." She took a step forward, trying to keep her tone as gentle as possible, and said with a slight smile: "I'm the demon, but not the one in your mouth."
The oracle heard a shock, and his hoarse voice like sandpaper grinded out of his chest, full of strangeness and abruptness: "You are!"
How could he mistake the Qing Qing beloved, countless days and nights, her shadow, her face, her smile, all lingering in his mind.
Yao Qing is his Qinger!
"But I don't really have you in my memory. I know you, but when you were in the ghost palace, do you remember?"
Di Fu shook his mouth to silence, and continued to say carefully: "I know, you must love the Qinger in your mouth, but she and I just have the word Qing in my name. I am a demon and I am Fuyao, it's not Qinger in your mouth, I'm not even your possession, right, so who am I in love with, god, can't you control too wide? "
The appearance of the oracle was clearly jealous!
But she was not the Qinger in the mouth of the gods at all.
"You have been reborn because of reincarnation, and your memory has long been forgotten. Even if it is blocked by heaven, it cannot be changed. The fact that you are Qinger." The oracle was still stubborn.
He paused, staring violently at Ye Zhongyuan like a knife.
"You hate me for revenge. Why do you want to approach Qinger with a purpose? Do you think that letting her fall in love with you is the biggest revenge on me?"
"What do you mean?" Di Fu shook his heart.
Ye Chongyuan looked coldly at the oracle, "I hate you for being in the bones, but I have never been so despicable as you, so I will not use my loved one, oracle, wake up! Your Qinger, long ago The fragrance was lost thousands of years ago! She is shaking, not your Qinger! "
"You, look for death!" The oracle was completely enraged, and his face was as murderous as Frost's face.
He fiddled with the strings with one hand, and the sound of the desperate sound shrouded down.
Wisp, light and heavy, desperate and overhead, dead and cold.
Emperor Fu trembled and held her. She had never seen him like this. She was cold and indifferent, stern and silent, and there was no temperature in her eyebrows.
"Two dogs, be careful! Yao Guangqin can inhale Yuanshen!" She exclaimed.
The cold light in the oracle's eyes dimmed again.
In front of him, are you worried about the safety of another man?
Qinger, thousands of years ago you were only for me.
After the reincarnation, did all the worries about me disappear?
The sound of the harp was suddenly sharp and intense, full of coldness desperate to death.
"Shake, be obedient, go to the side, don't get involved. This is a war that the shrine and I can't avoid." Ye Zhongyuan smiled softly at her, pushed her aside and told.
Di Fu shook inexplicably, grabbed his hand and said, "The has saved me before. As far as I am a friend, I am a benefactor. I don't want you to kill him. Is it enough to stop the order?"
Ye Zhongyuan stared at him for a moment, pursed his lips, and Shen was clearly in a bad mood: "Yes."
"Of course, I don't want you to be hurt any more, Ye Zhongyuan, you promise me that you must be safe and sound!" Di Fu shook her eyes firmly!
"Okay, I promise you, it will be safe and sound." Ye Zhongyuan smiled, and his glittering eyes were full of smiles.
He touched her little head, then turned and looked forward, his eyes frosty and lonely, "God, we should end up between us!"
God's dark glance has been falling on Di Fuyao, watching the two so sweet interaction, buried in the heart of the seeds of millennium hate, suddenly burst out of the shell and thrive!
"Qinger, it doesn't matter if you don't remember, I remind you now that my deity has nothing to do with you!"