Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 748 Final Chapter The Gods Return 37

Seeing her interest, Xiaorui immediately reminded her:

"It's beautiful, but you must not go there. This is a forbidden area, and the guards are tighter than the Queen's Palace. Trespassing into the forbidden area without permission will result in life imprisonment."

The elves do not have the death penalty, only life imprisonment.

Quan Jiu: "Don't worry, I won't go."

………

Quan Jiu stayed in the room for two days, going out for a walk from time to time to get a feel for the terrain.

Feng Zui still didn't come back, not even a shadow was seen.

Longxiao Sword was not taken away by Fengzui, and it gathered around Quanjiu to please him, but Quanjiu slapped it away.

"Don't you move very quickly when selling?"

Her identity was almost exposed, but fortunately Feng Zui didn't know that Long Xiao was taken out of her dimension.

Long Xiao was shaking violently, like a tireless licking dog, rubbing against Quan Jiu's arm, as if he was admitting his mistake and acting coquettishly.

"I was wrong."

Use sword energy to write three big characters in the air.

One line of words disappeared, and three more words appeared.

"He is injured."

The words were concise and concise, but Quan Jiu understood.

Feng Zui was injured that day. If it weren't for Long Xiao, he probably wouldn't be He Qingsui's opponent.

She patted the hilt of her sword angrily.

"Never again, you'd better know who your master is."

Long Xiao jumped immediately and seemed to be nodding.

Quan Jiu: "Do you know where he is?"

Long Xiao jumped again, the red light on his body flashing.

"Take me to him."

………

When Quan Jiu found Feng Zui, the man was sitting on the ground facing the tombstone. There were more than twenty wine jars beside his long legs, rolling messily on the ground.

The man lowered his head and lowered his eyelashes. He heard her footsteps. There was no movement in his eyes, and he didn't know if he was asleep.

"Stinky monk?"

She raised her foot and kicked his calf.

Feng Zui still didn't respond. Quan Jiu knelt down and saw his numb expression clearly. His narrow phoenix eyes were densely covered with red bloodshot eyes, and his eyes were all green and black. The strong smell of alcohol made her frown.

She was too tired from squatting, so she simply sat down. When she saw the half-empty wine jar, she said:

"Drink more?"

Feng Zui finally reacted, raised the wine jar and poured it into his mouth. Quan Jiu stopped him, found another empty jar, and poured out half of the wine.

After three rounds of drinking, her face was stained with a layer of red clouds:

"Smelly monk, I don't understand you. Don't you want her to die? Now that she's dead, shouldn't you set off firecrackers to celebrate?"

Feng Zui remained silent and did not speak.

The water in Hantan is really too cold.

His cultivation was chained by the Ten Thousand Gods Chain. He was thrown into the cold pool for the first time. He almost couldn't climb out. The air in his lungs was exhausted. He thought he was going to die. He even thought about it, otherwise it would be like this.

.

But as soon as the man's face flashed through his mind, he felt a strong sense of unwillingness.

He began to swim upstream desperately, and after crawling out of the cold pool, he had a high fever for nine days and nine nights, completely losing all mobility. He collapsed on the ground, without even the strength to move his fingers.

The wound on Pipa's bone had not yet healed, and blood flowed all over the floor. He was lying in a crimson mess, and all he could think of was the man's snow-white clothes.

She has a cold temper, and most of the time she sits in the Lingxu Hall meditating with an indifferent face.

He was just the opposite of her, unable to sit still at all, and her scolding voice often came from the quiet Lingxu Hall.

"Feng Zui, come back."

This is the sentence she said the most in my memory.

"When she was first sealed, I always felt that she had some difficulties."

Feng Zui hugged the wine jar, stared at the tombstone and suddenly spoke.

There are only four words on the tombstone.

"The Tomb of Ajiu."

No name, no life, no past.

Quan Jiu put down the wine jar and listened quietly without urging.

Feng Zui didn't want to admit that he had waited for her, but the fact was that he looked forward to her coming back every day.

As long as she said that she had difficulties, he would immediately forgive her.

Whether it was the cultivation that was ruined by the Ten Thousand Gods Chain or the pain that penetrated his bones, as long as she could come back, he could forget about it.

But she never came back.

On the tenth day after being sealed, the confrontation between the virus and him ended. It seemed that he understood that it could not take him away, so the virus simply faded away. He could barely stand up, but his brain was groggy.

In the first month of being sealed, he finally returned to normal, but the sequelae caused by the cold pool water remained on him forever. Every rainy day, his knees would hurt terribly.

Six months after being sealed, the bones penetrated by the Ten Thousand Gods Chain still showed no signs of healing. Because the wounds were not treated in time, they were frozen by the extremely cold weather. The iron chains and flesh and blood stuck together. As soon as the iron chains shook, they

Can tear off a layer of skin.

Without breaking or establishing, he simply dug open the frozen wound with a dagger, and the warm blood surged again. When he numbly treated the wound, what he was thinking about was whether she would feel guilty and distressed for a moment when she saw the wound.

In the fifth year after being sealed, he still did not give up waiting, but the frequency of looking up at the exit decreased.

In the tenth year after being sealed, he began to resist the blocking effect of the Ten Thousand God Chain and take the initiative to practice.

In the fiftieth year since he was sealed, he felt a trace of divine power beating for the first time in a long time.

"In the first hundred years of being sealed, I told myself that this was the last year. If she didn't show up next year, I would never forgive her."

"But she still didn't show up."

From this day on, he gave up calculating the time until he was sealed, and gave up recalling the past between the two of them. He concentrated on practicing and never looked at the exit again.

If his motivation for living before was to wait for her to pick him up, then since then, his motivation for living has been revenge.

He wanted to kill all the decent people in the world, leaving her alone, and finally question her face to face.

In these three thousand years, have you ever regretted it for a moment?

He thought about countless scenes after the two reunited, but he never thought about the one before him. He was still free, but she became a cold tombstone that could not be moved.

Thirty-five hundred years of hatred and persistence have become a joke today.

She has long since forgotten.

Quan Jiu: "Then do you still hate her now?

"hatred."

I hate it even more.

She abandoned him a second time.

Quan Jiu touched his nose angrily: "So how did she die?"

Feng Zui raised his eyes, his scarlet eyes filled with murderous intent: "He Qingsui must know."

Quan Jiu was used to cold looks and was shocked by his eyes. His cultivation was too high, but just one look made her heart palpitate and suffocated, causing cold sweat to break out on her forehead.

Stabilizing his mind, Quan Jiu became more defensive in his heart. There was a huge difference in cultivation between him and her. If her identity was revealed, she would only be slaughtered by him at will.

Feng Zui stared at the tombstone for a long time, then suddenly stepped away and disappeared from the spot.

Quan Jiu: “???”

Running again?

She waited for a while, but Feng Zui didn't come back, so she stood up and prepared to go back.

Just after taking two steps, there were footsteps coming from ahead.

(End of chapter)