This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Sanjing Tianyuan is located in a crevice beside the Three Thousand Blue Sea.

Ben is also a prison.

After the three thousand blue seas were washed with blood by Beiyin, it turned that place into a place of injustice, and was later incorporated into the Three Pure Heavens together.

The chaos of the ancient gods a thousand years ago caused the collapse of the Four Heavenly Pillars, and then the Wuyuan Stone Pillar in the Three Pure Heavens was used as the cornerstone to support the heavens.

Therefore, God must come to guard, and the responsibility is heavy.

Once you enter the Three Pure Heaven, unless the time limit is reached, the God of duty will not be able to come out.

Even if Di Zheng is the emperor of heaven, this rule cannot be changed.

Qi Qiong went here with a plan.

She can't provoke Di Zheng, can she always hide?

Going towards Qiong Yukong to Sanjingtian, the turbulent heart has gradually settled down.

Seeing that it is finally going to Sanjingtianwai.

Qiong fell to the ground.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

The next moment, her expression froze.

A figure stood in front of the stone pillar of Sanjingtian and looked at her quietly, as if deliberately there, waiting for her arrival.

Qi Qiong's face turned snow-white for a moment.

She took a deep breath, and even her breath was trembling.

"Why……"

Why is Di Zheng waiting for her here!

Di Zheng strode forward and approached her with that gentle smile.

"I won't let you in."

Chu Qiong gritted his teeth.

"Isn't the most important thing in your heart heaven? What the **** are you doing?!"

Qi Qiong couldn't help but said.

Tonight's Peach too!

He suddenly appeared in Sanjingtian!

Don't you even give her a chance to escape? !

Di Zheng took a deep breath, his hands trembling slightly behind his back.

He took Chu Qiong's hand and put something down.

Chi Qiong looked down and saw two ugly little oranges.

Half green, not yellow, even the skin is shriveled.

I don't know how long it took.

"I'm worried that I won't see you again after you enter Sanjingtian."

"For a while, I only found two small citrus like this in the world."

Di Zheng said in a low voice, a little nervous in his smile.

"I never knew you hated eating peaches so much."

"What I know about you is only what I think I know."

Qi Qiong's nose suddenly became a little astringent.

She looked at the two ugly oranges in her hand and said nothing.

"Qiqiong, give me another chance to get to know you, okay?"

Qiong closed his eyes.

Take a deep breath.

Looking up at him, he picked up the orange in his hand.

Without rushing, he said:

"You know? In the human world. Citrus can only grow in a place."

"Tangerines born in the south are oranges, and oranges born in the north are oranges."

"Citrus, bitter and sour."

Chi Qiong slowly peeled off the ugly orange in his hand, took off a petal, and put it in his mouth.

Di Zheng took a bite.

Unspeakable sourness, as bitter as eating Coptis chinensis.

The astringency spread all the way to the heart, and even the breath seemed to be bitter.

Unspeakably painful.

Unexplained loss.

"Some things seem to be the same on the outside, but after changing the place and changing the world, the inside has also changed."

"Like this citrus, it is no longer a citrus, it has become a citrus fruit, and some are just astringent and bitter."

Chi Qiong looked at him and smiled sadly:

"How to turn oranges back into oranges that have turned into oranges?"

We can't go back either.

Chi Qiong threw the remaining citrus fruit on the ground and passed him expressionlessly.

Step on the citrus fruit, the juice splashes, and the pulp smashes.

as in their past.

Long gone, long broken.

How to change back to the original?

She couldn't go back, not to mention... She didn't want to go back to Qiong.

Chi Qiong resolutely walked into Sanjingtian, the barrier, and drowned her figure.

Di Zheng stood on the spot.

Looking at the citrus fruit that was trampled on the ground.

Squat down slowly.

He carefully picked up the citrus fruit, wiped the dust off the peel, and fed the broken pulp into his mouth.

One bite.

One bite.

Eat carefully.

So bitter, so astringent.

As he ate, he couldn't help laughing.

Laughing and laughing, could not help but fall into tears.

This is the bitter fruit he sowed.

It's up to him to try it for himself.

Really... can't go back?

"Go Joan!"

Di Zheng stood outside the barrier and called out the name of Qiong.

"We don't have to go back!"

"Let's just plant another orange tree!"

After a while.

Chu Qiong's voice came from within the barrier.

"Sanjingtian only has resentment, but it can't bear fruit. Even if it can bear fruit, it can only bear resentment!"

"I will plant it!"

"I will for sure--"

"Choi Qiong, you are waiting for me!"

Inside the barrier, Cheong Qiong turned her back to him.

Wipe the tears off your face.

Swallow the whimper deep into your heart.

...

Every day thereafter.

Di Zheng will appear outside Sanjingtian.

He personally dug out the soil outside the barrier, planted an orange tree, guarded the orange tree every day, and called out the name of Qiong.

From the beginning to the end, Chi Qiong never showed up to see him.

He was not bored, just guarding the orange tree and talking to himself.

"I asked Uncle Zixiao, it turns out that you still like the little sugar man in the world."

"I went to earth to study a few days ago, and if I practice for a while, I will definitely be able to make a good appearance for you."

"When you went to Wuwangtian to fight with Huafang, and it injured your right shoulder, I went and chopped off that stupid bird's right wing."

"Its feathers are beautiful, and it must be excellent to use as arrow feathers for your soul-chasing arrows."

"Choi Qiong, our orange tree has grown a lot, and I think it will bear fruit soon."

Di Zheng said it over and over again.

Watch again and again.

On this day, the sun sets.

He inserted the pinched clay figurine into the soil and left.

The clay figurines formed several layers of circles under the orange trees.

It can be seen that the craftsmanship is getting better every time.

The kneaded clay figurines are more and more similar to Cheong Qiong.

A shadow appeared behind the barrier.

Chi Qiong looked at the clay figurines, her eyes moving faintly.

His eyes fell on the orange tree.

"Can it really work out..."

She looked at the orange tree, and unconsciously, she seemed to have some expectations.

Suddenly, she saw a yellow leaf on the orange tree.

Qiong Qiong's eyes moved faintly.

Turn away.

...

the next day.

The world is the season of citrus picking.

Di Zheng searched for citrus and came to Sanjingtian happily.

He saw Chi Qiong standing at the entrance of the barrier at a glance, and before he could express his joy, his sight was blocked by the withered yellow next to him.

The smile on Di Zheng's face slowly froze.

The orange tree that he cared for every day, withered and turned yellow overnight, without the slightest vitality.

The orange tree is dead...

Di Zheng suddenly lost strength in his hand, and the citrus he was holding in his hand rolled to the ground.

Chi Qiong looked at him indifferently, and said lightly:

"How to grow life in a dead place."

"give up……"

After she finished speaking, she turned away.

Di Zheng walked to the dead orange tree and picked a dead leaf.

Far-fetched and difficult to pull a touch of bitter smile.

Really...isn't there any chance? !

"This one is dead, I will plant another one..."

"There will always be one that will survive..."