Chapter 1923 One Hundred Thousand Years Ago (Two in One)

Yue Chuxian didn't plan to say more, and Feng Jinxiu knew that he couldn't ask anything else, so he changed his question, "Why did he give A Qian's position to Zi Yan?"

He looked at Yue Chuxian deeply. A Qian's attitude towards Yue Chuxian was very complicated, and this was the case.

"A Qian is the real God of Lei Yan!"

The one who was in charge of the Divine Realm Army should have been A Qian!

A Qian is the God of War praised by everyone in the God Realm. But for some reason, the authority to control the army fell on Zi Yan. Everyone also said that A Qian's name is not worthy of his name.

This rumor has been lingering in A Qian's ears for thousands of years.

It was not until Zi Yan sealed the Sword of Divine Punishment and never raised the Sword of Divine Punishment again. It was not until she fell once with the identity of the God Lord Lei Yan that someone began to doubt it.

Yue Chuxian's eyes suddenly roared. He looked at Feng Jinxiu deeply. No one in the divine world would mention this matter, and he could not mention it.

Because Di Langhuan put the ban curse, Feng Jinxiu could actually raise it! Aren’t he afraid of being backfired?

On the other hand, Yue Chuxian felt that Feng Jinxiu's friendship with his sister was rare, and he felt a little relieved.

"Can't you say it?" Feng Jinxiu glanced at him lightly. Because of Zi Yan's affairs, A Qian suffered a lot of hardships and losses!

I don’t know the reason yet, so I must be unhappy.

He remembered A Qian said that the last time she broke into the divine realm, Bi Li and Ying Yu wanted to tell her about this, but as long as they were mentioned, they could not be said.

I don’t know what was involved, but seeing A Qian being kept in the dark, he felt distressed.

Yue Chuxian turned her head and looked at the thick clouds in the distance, her voice was a little ethereal, "One day, I will tell her everything that Qianqian wants to know."

The implication is that it cannot be said now.

Feng Jinxiu's eyes turned dark and he didn't ask.

The two of them drank tea silently. In the end, they did not mention it again in a tacit understanding, but instead talked about other things.

Yue Chuxian suddenly looked at Feng Jinxiu deeply, "Don't take advantage of others' danger. When Qianqian didn't forgive me, she would marry Qianqian!"

Feng Jinxiu raised his eyebrows, "...Oh, that's not necessarily true."

Now in A Qian's heart, Aunt Hua and Uncle Yun must be much more important. If they ascend, he will marry A Qian.

Seeing Feng Jinxiu's expression clearly, the qi of the moon was shattered.

The two of them were drinking tea on the top of the snow-capped mountains, and they were not very harmonious.

And Xi Qian was also trapped in her past memories at this time.

One hundred thousand years ago, the Emperor fought, no, to be precise, the stop between her and Zi Yan was both defeated!

Ziyan Palace and Mingyou Palace were killed and injured. Xi Qian was wearing purple and golden armor. She was not holding the sword of divine punishment, but the natal magic weapon Feng Jinxiu refined for her - Qingxin Sword!

Her face was pale and purple blood hung on the corner of her mouth. At this time, she was already at the end of her strength. There were only a few people in Mingyou Palace standing behind her, including Changyuan Shenjun, Mu Yunlou, and him, and others who died and injured.

Zi Yan was not much better either. There were countless people in Zi Yan Palace who were killed or injured, and Zi Yan just kept breathing.

Wolves are everywhere, everyone in the God Realm is in danger. The battle between the Emperor is not a joke, and many things in the God Realm will be destroyed.

It's also a disaster for others.

Zi Yan's eyes were dark. She looked at Xi Qian with a sarcastic smile on her lips, "Look, you're losing in my hands."

There was a bad smile in her eyes.

Xi Qian's qi and blood were surging. She was not angry at Zi Yan's hands, but the fuse of all this, the person she was closest to.

She closed her eyes and opened them again, her eyes were already calm, "Ha! I lost to you, this may not be necessary. Do you think... I will be as you wish?"

Even if Zi Yan can use the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder now, she is not afraid.

"This is not your final decision." A deep meaning flashed through Zi Yan's eyes, and then he looked at Xi Qian and sneered.

She is bound to win Mingyou's things, and behind her is the person from the Ziwei Holy Realm, she... fearless!

Xi Qian's heart was filled with murderous intent. Her eyes looked at Zi Yan very calm. Both of them knew each other. At the moment of looking at each other, the magic weapon in her hand came out at the same time!

Flying into the air, the sky and the earth suddenly became dark.

The emperor's fighting skills even people who are separated by 100,800 miles will feel palpitations.

The magic weapon used by Zi Yan is not the Sword of Divine Punishment. The Sword of Divine Punishment was originally Xi Qian, but after her Lei Yan God Lord was occupied by Zi Yan's nest, the Sword of Divine Punishment was sealed.

Xiaotian's memory has also been tampered with, which she only knew after she recovered.

Xi Qian looked at the person opposite through the dark mist, and had only one idea in her heart, which was to send her home.

Similarly, Zi Yan thought so.

On the other side, in the Ziwei Holy Realm, Yue Chuxian and Di Langhuan stood side by side. Seeing Xi Qian's almost transparent face, Yue Chuxian felt a deep worry in her heart, "Qianqian... can she really come back?"

Di Langhuan's lips curled slightly, "It depends on her ability!"

"Don't worry, you and I have to experience this incident. Otherwise, how can she control the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder in the future?"

Yue Chuxian took a deep breath, "I hope everything goes well for her."

A trace of deep meaning flashed in Di Langhuan's eyes, without comment.

Things are not that simple, there is a variable in the middle.

As soon as she thought so, Yue Chuxian's face changed drastically. Through the time and space mirror, the two saw a person who should not have appeared on the battlefield over there who should have appeared.

Yue Chuxian blurted out, "Shouldn't he be in Jiuyou at this time?!"

In order not to let Xuantian know, he and Di Langhuan designed to lead Xuantian to Jiuyou, because he was afraid that he would come out and save Qianqian.

Who knew that he had gone to Jiuyou and could come back!

Di Langhuan's face did not change, this was a variable, "Look at his breath..."

Yue Chuxian's attention fell on Feng Jinxiu.

At this time, Feng Jinxiu's breath was in chaos and the corners of his mouth were white. Obviously, he knew something was wrong with Qianqian and rushed over at a huge price.

"Everyone in the God Realm said that the girl was chasing Xuantian for more than ten thousand years. Tsk tsk, who is the one who is interested? It's really... it's not sure." Di Langhuan shook her head.

Yue Chuxian didn't care about so much at this time. What he cared about the most was that something happened, so he planned it for so long.

“What should I do now?”

"There is no choice, I can only see it." Di Langhuan said lightly. Yue Chuxian didn't believe that she had no choice.

But after hearing what she said, it was hard to say anything else.

On the battlefield, after Xi Qian and Zi Yan had all their might, they fell from the air. Mu Yunlou and Changyuan's eyes were bloodshot. Seeing her passing vitality, they rushed up as fast as possible.

Xi Qian closed her eyes and a complex smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

After a while, she suddenly found herself in a cool but warm embrace. She smelled a familiar breath. She didn't even open her eyes, and a sigh appeared between her lips and teeth, "You are here."

"Well, I'm here, I'll take you back to Mingyou Palace." Feng Jinxiu said. He looked at Zi Yan, who was seriously injured with a strong murderous intent, and finally his eyes fell in the direction of Di Langhuan and Tianjun who were still in the Ziwei Holy Realm.

His eyes, even through the space-time mirror, caused Yue Chuxian's pupils to shrink, "He guessed it?"

"I guess I'm suspicious." Di Langhuan chuckled.

That's fine.

On the battlefield, Feng Jinxiu was holding Xi Qian. At this time, Xi Qian and her purple and golden armor had turned into a wide-sleeved robe. She closed her eyes and her breath was weak.

Mu Yunlou and Changyuan's face turned pale. Looking at the people in Ziyan Palace over there, they even bit their teeth.

They wanted to pounce on them and fight to the death with the people in Ziyan Palace. In the end, Feng Jinxiu stopped them, "A Qian's injuries are not optimistic, so go back first."

He had a premonition that if he had taken a step later, he would not have seen A Qian for the last time.

When Mu Yunlou, Changyuan, and others from Mingyou Palace heard this, their faces turned pale. They looked at Xi Qian in Feng Jinxiu's arms in panic. Even if they were unwilling to give up, they had to follow him back to Mingyou Palace.

A big battle ended like this, and Emperor Ziyan was also taken away by the Ziyan Palace. Emperor Kunwu, who was originally ordered to take action, felt relieved when he saw that he had no room for his own actions.

He was unwilling to interfere in these matters, but Ziwei Holy Realm...

After the war, the place was full of devastation. Even if the God Realm has strong recovery ability, it would take a long time to recover again. With the serious injury of the protagonist of the war, the war gradually subsided.

Just when everyone thought that things were just like this, Mingyou Palace, where Xi Qian was in seclusion, welcomed the Heavenly Lord and the Lord of the God Realm.

Yu Wu and Zhiyang opened their eyes and dragged their seriously injured body in front of Xi Qian. For some reason, they just felt that the Heavenly Lord was not good this time.

Xi Qian looked at Tianjun silently. After a long time, she suddenly chuckled. Her face turned pale, coupled with her angry smile and the ridicule in her eyes, she looked a little weird, but more of it was disappointment, strong disappointment.

When Tianjun saw her eyes, he felt as if someone had twisted her heart hard, and his expression was so painful that he could not maintain it.

"Mingyou, I'll give you a ride." Tianjun took a deep breath in his heart and said.

Yuwu and Zhiyang's faces changed drastically. They looked at the Heavenly Lord in disbelief, "Emperor! Go quickly!"

The two were about to send Xi Qian away, but she stopped them.

"No need, our Heavenly Lord wants to take action, can I resist?" Her tone was very calm, but anyone could hear the rich ridicule for several years.

If it was her peak, she would have to consider what the Heavenly Lord wanted to do to her, but now... let alone the Heavenly Lord came in person, even if she was a Star King, she would have no choice.

The expression of the Heavenly Lord did not change at all.
To be continued...