As the long sword in her hand fell, everyone's sealed mana gradually recovered, and everyone aimed their weapons at her angrily.
"I lost. If you want to kill or cut into pieces, it's up to you."
"I told you, I won't hurt you." The two of them disappeared from everyone's sight.
The corner of her lips curled up into a smile. She knew that she would have no chance of winning alone, but now everything was in her plan.
Is it over? No, the fun has just begun.
"Still so willful."
He used his magic to imprison her, making her unable to move, and then carefully wiped the blood stains on her face.
"Xiaoyi, let me let go of you. Can you please be obedient?" He hugged An Yiran into his arms, and his always cold tone was now more lingering than the tide.
"You have saved me so many times, why can't you save me again." He stroked her cheek.
But he did keep his word and let go of her.
Sure enough, the moment she gained freedom, she was three steps away from him, and the thing she was holding in her hand became clear.
"You made me take it before, so I lost my memory, right?" She held the pill between her lips and teeth. "Guess how much I will forget after swallowing it this time, and when will I remember that you two are different?"
"What do you think I will do when the time comes? Should I end it with you or myself?"
"No!" When he saw it for the first time, he didn't remember what it was, but after hearing her description, the unclear things gradually became clear, so he reached out to grab it, but he was still a step too slow.
As she swallowed, a sharp pain came through her body.
Jun Zhi wanted to force the pill out of her body, because this kind of medicine would make people feel stupid if they were not careful. In the past, he could just scrape off a little bit and it would make her forget about things for a while.
If you take one pill, you will die.
Seeing the panic on Jun Zhi's face, she couldn't help but smile. The fear on his face at this moment was no less than that of those heavenly soldiers who were swallowed up by the flood.
The medicine had dissolved and she passed out.
This was his palace. The candlelight flickered in the palace, and tears solidified on his face. It seemed as if a cold chill had penetrated into his internal organs, reaching into his heart that was unwilling to face everything.
He believes that he can always get what he wants, and others love to praise him for his ingenuity, which is indeed the case.
He got everything he wanted. He was about to become the future Heavenly King and gained prestige in the three realms.
He loved to deduce things related to himself. He got almost everything right, but there was a twist.
An Yiran, the princess of the sea tribe, he didn't think she was any different from other girls.
If I had to name a few, it would probably be that she is more arrogant and pretentious than ordinary girls.
She didn't eat the delicious pastries on the surface, but devoured them behind her back.
She also always feels that she can be considerate of everyone.
So she often wronged herself.
When he was still Jun Jile, he went boating with her after his leg was cured. After they landed, she suddenly disappeared. In confusion, she appeared out of nowhere, holding the amulet he had asked for.
He was curious if she would need something like this for mortals too? He didn't believe in this kind of thing at all, because he himself was a god, and he knew that gods would not appear.
There was a severe drought for several years, and people prayed for rain. The rain they prayed for was not because they really moved God, but because the gods were negligent and forgot to provide rain, so they came in a hurry.
He initially planned to use the Star Reaching Tower to contact his own Star Lord, but her appearance changed his plan.
The time the two of them spent together could be considered a casual acquaintance, and he remembered everything and knew He Min's true identity very well.
But watching the two of them talking and laughing, and when she introduced herself to him enthusiastically, he actually felt a little sour.
Later, he thought, since they are all the same person and they share common memories, does that mean he can do it too?
So he used He Min's hand to kill himself, but his memory also appeared in his sea of consciousness.
They are now one, and even if she still loves He Min, at least she still has the memory of being in love.
He had no flaws and talked to her in a charming way. Just in case, he asked for a wedding early.
As expected, things didn't go as planned. As expected, he was too anxious to eat hot tofu. He thought the problem arose here.
She said: "If it's He Min, he will definitely arrange everything before talking about getting married."
Yes, he was too impatient, because everything she wanted could be obtained, so he naturally felt that An Yiran was his treasure.
But he completely forgot that she was a variable in his own deduction.
He collapsed on the cold floor, holding An Yiran who fainted in his arms motionless, shutting out everyone.
"Your Highness! For the sake of the overall situation, please hand over the witch!"
"Hand over the witch!"
His perfect face finally showed a crack, the crown of hair on his head had fallen apart, and his eyes were bloodshot, like a ghost crawling from hell.
"Get out of here!" He flicked his sleeves and slapped them all away.
But one after another came, and there were endless voices of criticism against An Yiran outside the door. They all demanded that she be executed and that she be punished with capital punishment in retaliation for the death of the Celestial Clan soldiers.
After that, he locked the palace tightly and did not allow others to take a step forward.
The weather in Tiangong has always been very good, but the palace has been almost repaired in just a few days.
They even had time to create landscaping, with rockeries and flowing water, lotuses in bloom, and birds circling, which was very beautiful.
Jun Zhi, who came back from the next court, was scolded a lot. When he came back, he suddenly saw An Yiran had woken up and climbed up to the top of the hall to sit down.
He stopped and was dressed in plain white clothes. The hem of his clothes was blown up by the wind, and his whole body exuded a cool aura.
Hearing the sound of his entry, An Yiran immediately looked at him without saying a word, like a kitten with its fur blown out and teeth bared, saying: My kitten is by no means a kind person!
He suppressed the bitterness that was about to come out, and imitated He Wei's way of speaking and said: "Why did Xiaoyi climb so high again? If your father finds out, he will punish you again."
But she didn't seem to understand what he was saying. She shook her head and thought for a long time, "He Min? Who allows you to meddle in my princess's business? You have so many disciples that you won't catch me alone, right?"
These words gave Jun Zhi a heavy blow.
After An Yiran became sensible, his father asked him to call him master. Later, when he communicated with the Western Sea, he learned the word sir.
When she was young, he was indeed the master of all the princes and princesses.
That's why she forgot so many things.
