As a female emperor, Su Qingqiu only cared about one man in her life, Jiang Zhige.

And her caring is based on the premise that Jiang Zhige also cares about her.

At first, when he thought Jiang Zhige had died, Su Qingqiu cried so hard in front of everyone that he lost the majesty of the Great Emperor. He sealed his heart in seclusion and spent millions of years alone in the wasteland of the Great Sacrifice. But now he learned that Jiang Zhige was not dead at all?

Even if he thought for the best, Jiang Zhige did not pretend to be dead on purpose, but escaped by luck. The fact that he did not go to Su Qingqiu immediately was enough to make her angry.

And this guy, not to mention trying his best to reunite with Su Qingqiu, actually secretly hides in the heaven to enjoy his blessings?

Mo Ziyan, Ning Qiushui, and Nangong Rou have all arrived, and Su Qingqiu is obviously the last one.

Thinking of the grief-stricken self, and then thinking of the image of Jiang Zhige hugging him, completely forgetting about himself, if Su Qingqiu hadn't been in a strong state of mind, he might have lost his mind on the spot.

Not far away, Mo Ziyan and Nangong Rou were silent. They could see that Su Qingqiu was really angry this time.

"Xiaoxiao, let's calm down first..."

"Shut up! You don't deserve this name!"

A cold current swept through Su Qingqiu's body, and he suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Zhige.

Jiang Zhige's expression changed slightly. With his incomplete nature now, he would never be Su Qingqiu's opponent in a rage.

Moreover, the power contained in Su Qingqiu's biting cold seemed to be several times stronger than when the two of them fought.

Before Jiang Zhige could react, he was suddenly thrown away by Su Qingqiu's palm.

The terrifying force swept through his limbs and bones, almost breaking Jiang Zhige's bones.

He tried his best to stabilize himself in mid-air, and just as he was about to speak to persuade him, he was pierced by several ice picks from Su Qingqiu.

Blood surged from Jiang Zhige's mouth, and the cold current containing the origin of the imperial realm rushed through his body. Even the immortal body could not repair his injuries.

Mo Ziyan and Nangong Rou who were watching the battle couldn't help but worry that Su Qingqiu's attack was too harsh, could it really kill Jiang Zhige?

Jiang Zhige was already at a disadvantage and couldn't beat him, so he just concentrated on defense instead of fighting back.

Seeing his appearance, Su Qingqiu, who was about to attack, stopped and asked coldly: "I can give you a chance to explain before you are beaten to death by me."

Jiang Zhige wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled weakly: "What do I need to explain to you?"

He is not a temperless person, but if he was beaten like this without even saying a word, should he still defend himself with fear and fear?

What's more, Jiang Zhige really has nothing to explain.

He didn't want to see Su Qingqiu because he didn't want to see Su Qingqiu. There was no special reason.

Before he finished speaking, another cold wave came.

Jiang Zhige turned into magic mist to dodge with all his strength, and at the same time used his mental skills to repair the injuries as much as possible.

Unfortunately, Su Qingqiu's attack this time was even more fierce. Even though Jiang Zhige tried his best to dodge, he was still beaten back and was unable to parry.

"Jiang Zhige, it just so happens that we also have some accounts to settle."

"The first account is that you destroyed my Holy Land in Beili, killed thousands of my soldiers, and humiliated me several times."

As he spoke, Su Qingqiu's frost had solidified, freezing the sky above the heavens into an ice mirror.

Jiang Zhige stood on top of the ice mirror, suffering from the constant cold current. His blood, spiritual power and even time were about to be frozen, and he could only stand in a daze while being bombarded by Su Qingqiu.

"For the second account, he took on everything without permission, and even faked his own death to deceive me afterwards."

Su Qingqiu's ice pick pierced Jiang Zhige like raindrops, and the blood in the sky almost dyed the ice mirror red.

If it weren't for the immortal body that had been holding him up, Jiang Zhige's body of an emperor would have been completely shattered by Su Qingqiu.

The three girls in Mo Ziyan below just looked at it and felt horrified. They could only pray secretly for Jiang Zhige.

"The third account is that you are obviously alive, but you don't come to me!"

"Is the love of three lives and three lifetimes so worthless in your eyes?!"

When he said the last sentence, Su Qingqiu gritted his teeth and raised his palm to hit the frost ice dragon that shattered the space.

Along with the dragon's roar that echoed through the sky, Jiang Zhige, who was no longer human, was rushed back to the ground by the frost ice dragon. The remaining energy carried by his remaining body crushed an uninhabited plain on the spot.

Seeing this scene, Mo Ziyan and Nangong Rou were startled and quickly came to the edge of the battlefield to check the situation.

Among the ruins, Jiang Zhige's body was struggling to heal itself, and he was so injured that he could not move.

Su Qingqiu walked up to the opposite side of Jiang Zhige and asked with a stern face: "Let me ask you again, what is going on?"

She had witnessed Jiang Zhige's great power collapse with her own eyes. If he hadn't deliberately pretended to be dead, Jiang Zhige would not have been alive.

However, now that the truth is clear, why does Jiang Zhige still pretend to be dead?

Jiang Zhige didn't answer, but just stared at Su Qingqiu quietly, not even having the energy to take the initiative to heal his injuries.

Su Qingqiu really made a killing move. Every time he attacked, he used the power of the great avenue. If there was another frost ice dragon, Jiang Zhige would definitely die.

"I gave you a chance."

Seeing that Jiang Zhige still didn't explain, Su Qingqiu's expression turned completely gloomy.

She condensed a three-foot ice sword and walked straight towards the dying Jiang Zhige.

At the edge of the battlefield, Mo Ziyan and Nangong Rou's hearts were already in their throats.

Just when they were about to come forward to persuade them, they were stopped by Ning Qiushui who suddenly appeared and raised her hand.

Ning Qiushui's expression was relatively calm, silently looking at the tragic battlefield.

She understood that if Su Qingqiu had killed Jiang Zhige, he would not have rushed out of seclusion and run to heaven.

Nangong Rou and Mo Ziyan actually knew Su Qingqiu's affection for Jiang Zhige, but they couldn't help but worry when they saw Jiang Zhige beaten to death.

After walking up to Jiang Zhige, Su Qingqiu did not rush to take action. Instead, he looked down at Jiang Zhige and asked again in a cold voice: "Jiang Zhige, why don't you explain?"

Jiang Zhige's face was expressionless, even indifferent, and he did not look at Su Qingqiu's face.

"Jiang Zhige, why don't you explain?"

Su Qingqiu's expression became colder and colder, and he held the sword directly to Jiang Zhige's throat.

Jiang Zhige's answer was still silent, as if he didn't hear what Su Qingqiu said.

"Why don't you explain?"

Su Qingqiu still didn't take action and still said the same sentence.

After going back and forth like this countless times, Jiang Zhige still remained silent, his eyes always showing a little indifference, which made Su Qingqiu so unfamiliar that she almost couldn't believe it was him.

"Why, why don't you explain?"

At this time, Su Qingqiu's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and the hand holding the ice sword was trembling slightly.

She didn't want an apology, she just wanted an explanation. Why wasn't Jiang Zhige willing to give it?

I am a bit tough, but isn't Jiang Zhige right? Why don't you even want to give him a step up?

Jiang Zhige lowered his head, a complex look flashed in his eyes.

In Luo Qicheng, Su Xiaoxiao and Jiang Xiaofeng had sworn to each other forever, but that was just a lie.

After crossing the other side of the river, no matter how deep their feelings were, Su Qingqiu and Jiang Zhige had not yet formally established their relationship.

The explanation Su Qingqiu wanted at this time was just to find a way to clarify the relationship.

To have a being like her take the initiative to ask questions many times, and even have a tendency to bow her head and submit, is enough to prove how deep her love for Jiang Zhige is.

Unfortunately, as a time traveler, Jiang Zhige was destined to be unable to give Su Qingqiu an explanation.

He was neither qualified nor willing to respond to Su Qingqiu, the empress's love for three lives and three lifetimes.

What's more, Jiang Zhige himself didn't like Su Qingqiu.

If his affection for Mo Ziyan and the two girls is 0, then his affection for Su Qingqiu is a negative number.

The way they met, in which he was seriously injured without saying a word, almost aroused his rebellious psychology. It can be thought of the scenes when Su Qingqiu got along with him later.

Jiang Zhige may have a new story with Mo Ziyan, but a self-centered woman like Su Qingqiu should not come here to fall in love at all.

If they meet on the battlefield, he will appreciate her somewhat, but if she is pestered into talking about love, it will only make him feel conflicted.

"Jiang Zhige!!!"

Just when Jiang Zhige was distressed, Su Qingqiu suddenly threw herself into his arms.

Jiang Zhige was stunned for a moment, unable to react.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like