Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

Huo Yunjiao's eyes drooped slightly, as the person who accompanied Qin Ruan's pillow day and night, how could he not be aware of the changes in Qin Ruan's body.

Since Qin Ruan became pregnant, her physique was completely out of control. Every night, the fox tail of her body would show its original shape. From the first tail, now it can transform into five white tails.

The bloodline awakened too quickly.

That's why he tossed Qin Ruan every now and then, making her body completely exhausted, and she had no chance to discover her own problems.

Thinking back to the red flames with the tips of several white fox tails, Huo Yunyi's Adam's apple rolled, and his hands felt a little itchy.

The dim light in his eyes was hidden, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he said firmly: "Until the child is born, Ah Ruan will not recover his memory."

He does not allow any accident to disrupt this chess game that has been laid out for thousands of years.

He is the manipulator of this chess game, and all the chess pieces are in his hands. Whether it is a chess piece that wants to jump out of the chess game or a chess piece that wants to disturb the situation on the chessboard, it is an obstacle that hinders his way forward.

The final result of restless chess pieces can only be completely discarded or destroyed.

Even if Tiandao wants to ruin this chess game at will, he will definitely fight against it to the end.

Huo Yunjiao was silent for a while, then asked suddenly, "How about Qishan?"

Ming Tianheng lowered his eyes slightly, and said respectfully: "Xiao Yunchen has awakened the sleeping ancient beasts of the fifty-two races, except for Qiongqi and Wuwu in the underworld, only Chaos and Taotie remain silent."

The corners of Huo Yunzhen's lips twitched slightly: "Gao Tie has woken up, and now he is enjoying himself in the capital, only Chaos is left, you send someone to Haicheng, Chaos will throw him to Xiao Yunchen there, by the way, ask Xiao Yunchen a word .”

"Ask him if he wants to attend my wedding with Ah Ruan."

Ming Tianheng sneered with a sneer on his lips: "Of course he is eager to be released."

Hearing the disdain of his subordinates, Huo Yunjiao's tone was indifferent: "If he wants to come, tell him that there are only six months left. As long as he lives in peace for these six months, I will let him reunite with Ruan."

Ming Tianheng frowned: "Dijun, why is this so?"

Huo Yunyi's slender, fair fingers landed on the table, and the fingertips touched the Kun Tianming Buddhist beads on the table: "You can't protect Ah Ruan, Xiao Yunchen has fifty-two ancient gods and beasts behind him, and there are also four fierce warriors with fierce fighting power." Beast, only if they stay and protect Ah Ruan, can I leave with peace of mind."

"Emperor, forgive me for your overstepping. What was the inside story back then? Even though you have a deep affection for Ah Ruan, the fox clan, why did you spend thousands of years just retreating on your own?"

Ming Tianheng didn't understand, and still had resentment towards Ah Ruan in his heart.

But he is not qualified, he can see that the emperor loves the fox clan Aruan.

However, the heart-wrenching pain cannot be let go so easily.

Huo Yunzheng's thin lips curled up in a playful arc, and he casually glanced at Ming Tianheng: "You are very courageous, and you are the first person to ask me about the inside story in so many years."

Seeing that the emperor was not angry, Ming Tianheng didn't care about his dignity, and said bluntly: "This subordinate is just curious."

Huo Yunjiao's eyes drooped slightly, his fingers touched the broken marks on the Kun Tianming Buddhist beads, and he said softly: "Ah Ruan is my love catastrophe, and I am her death catastrophe. Suffering is also something I let go."

"Love Tribulation and Death Tribulation?!"

Ming Tianheng let out a low growl, and the sound resounded throughout the study.

His beautiful and feminine face was distorted and ferocious, as if he had heard something shocking and frightening, and even a little red mole on the tip of his nose was strangely red and dangerous.

No matter which one of the gods of the heavens encounters a calamity of love or a calamity of death, he is doomed to go through all kinds of sufferings, and even face the danger of losing his mind and soul.

If love calamity and death calamity collide together, there is no need to go through hardships, and the soul can be destroyed directly.

In the calamity of karma, the best result is that they die forever, and this is the best result. Countless gods have fallen because of it for hundreds of millions of years.

Ming Tianheng never expected to hide such a shocking inside story.

He hoarsely shouted: "Dijun!"

Huo Yunjiao smiled lightly, and said in a calm tone: "It's not all over, my love calamity is over, and only Ah Ruan's death calamity remains."

As early as when Aruan, the fox clan, broke into his underworld Fengdu City, he knew that girl was his love robbery, otherwise, how could he have a preference for her when he first met her, and go along with her and pamper her in everything, even if it is The pain of digging his heart didn't make him... ruthlessly cut off the love robbery.

Ming Tianheng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and asked, "Dare to ask the emperor, who owns the blood in the purgatory blood pool in the underworld?"

Huo Yunjiao laughed lowly: "Mine."

As soon as the words fell, there were intensive teeth gnashing sounds in the room.

Huo Yunjiao didn't seem to hear it. He leaned back on the seat with his body relaxed, his eyes slightly closed, and his thin lips moved: "Xiao Yunchen let him out without any abnormalities, and let him come to me to talk about the rest."

"Yes, Dijun—"

Ming Tianheng's voice was a bit choked, and many things became clear in his mind.

The moment when the love and death came out of the emperor's mouth, he knew how miserable, difficult, dangerous and lucky the Lord and A Ruan had been for thousands of years.

Destined to die in one life or both to perish, it is hard to reverse the situation, in exchange for being together again now.

No wonder the flowers on the other side of the underworld withered, and the little emperor was born to bloom again. No wonder the oppressive power and resentment of the purgatory blood pool in the underworld could not even get close to him.

Tens of thousands of years ago, there were rumors that two immeasurable gods met each other in the lower realm with love and death. They missed life after life, tortured each other and could not die well.

After the tenth life, one of the immeasurable gods regained their consciousness. At that time, their divine power was almost exhausted, and it was not enough to support their souls to return to their original positions.

At that time, he had a deep-rooted relationship with another infinite god. He didn't want to die, and he didn't want his beloved to be hurt, so he opened the ancient secret technique.

The ancient secret technique uses its own divine blood to irrigate the bleeding pool, and then assists the lover who has consumed too much divine power to recast the godhead with the help of divine power, and send the other party through the catastrophe successfully.

Later, I heard that they survived the tribulation of love and death, returned to the God Realm and reunited, and they survived.

And all these are just rumors. The Infinite God who opened the secret technique will never be safe and sound. No one knows what price the other party has paid. Even if he is still alive, he must not be able to return to the position of God.

Ming Tianheng didn't need to ask any more questions, he knew what the emperor had done.

After all, he was the one who personally sent Qin Ruan to purgatory to be burned by the underworld fire, tempered his soul and cultivated his demigod body, soaked in the blood pool of purgatory next door, and the little masters survived under the puppet and divine power of their parents. He also knew that the pool of blood came from the Lord of Fengdu.

Seeing that Ming Tianheng was still standing there with a dazed expression, Huo Yunjiao waved his hand: "Go down."

When he opened the ancient secret art, he knew what kind of ending he would face, and he never regretted it.

Now that the chess game has been decided, the next thing can only be figured out slowly.

Ming Tianheng bent over to salute stiffly, and disappeared on the spot, leaving only a faint and dead air remaining in the study.