In the next half month, representatives from the four countries arrived in Guihai Country one after another. After having secret discussions, they all began to arrange everything.

The actions of the Demon Temple are known to the world, and Mo Zhantian's ambitions are so high-profile that no one is a fool who cannot see his ultimate goal of seemingly negotiating but actually threatening. The Demon Temple is getting stronger day by day, and it seems that he is really preparing to dominate the world.

But while everyone was so busy, two people were so leisurely that they almost felt helpless.

These two people are Su Mingxiao and Di Lianche.

The two pursued a high-profile policy, cuddling together on the roof of the Guihai Castle Tower to watch the sunset. The gorgeous afterglow shone on the two of them, as if lingering with a layer of light fluorescence, like a dream.

The girl's smile is peaceful and charming. The man is peerless and independent, as noble and elegant as a god in the sky.

Every time the two of them appear together, it is a wonderful sight.

Two people who are unparalleled in the world, leaning against each other at sunset and hugging each other when the moon rises. For a time, it was widely spread in Guihai Country. Everyone was talking about the two gods-like people, looking up at their existence from a distance, like

Looking at God.

Gods exist because of mortals. There were no gods in the beginning. When humans reached a certain height and were looked up to by all living beings, gods were born in this world.

And the two of them clearly have human emotions and desires, but together they seem to be living in a world that belongs to them. Outsiders can only watch and look up, but there is no way to disturb or destroy everything between them.

Some feelings, once identified at the beginning, last a lifetime.

Some feelings are just passers-by, just like the wind and water, and vows are just farts, leaving only a stink.

In Su Mingxiao's heart, feelings have always been firm. Love comes and goes, and love comes and goes. Such feelings make her feel sad. Why should she waver? Why should she try to stir up the hearts of people all over the world?

A beautiful woman brings disaster to the country and brings down the country.

But she doesn't want to be the beauty who conquers the country.

In this life, she just wants to be a person's beauty, bring trouble to his life, and steal his heart.

These two people will also appear on the bustling streets of Guihai Kingdom. They are both dressed in noble snow-white. One is a brocade snow robe with black lotus embroidered on it, which is otherworldly. The other is wearing a snow-white long skirt with black lotus flowers embroidered on it.

They were embroidered with red lotuses, enchanting and charming. The excitement of the whole street became strangely quiet due to their appearance.

In their eyes, they looked at these two figures who seemed to have come out of a painting. Watching them holding hands, talking and laughing, and strolling around leisurely, it was like looking at a beautiful landscape painting.

The two of them ignored it, and the looks and admiration of everyone around them seemed like they didn't exist.

Seeing that she was tired, he smiled and raised his head to brush away the fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

Seeing that she was tired, he gently held her in his arms and took her away.

During the long journey, everyone watched mesmerized. Is this what the book says about holding hands until death?

Another day, he carried her on his back and walked through the bustling market at night, watching the lights drifting around.

Another day, he set off fireworks all over the city for her, and the starry sky of Guihai Kingdom lit up for her.

Another day, he and she sat side by side facing the bright full moon, nestled on the top of the highest tower in the imperial city, admiring the moonlight.

Another day, he and she were bathing in the lake at night. The two wet people were like lovers who had just met after reincarnation, hugging each other tightly and kissing deeply. The water was slightly cold, but their bodies felt extremely hot.

Another day, he took her to the mountains, where fireflies were flying all over the sky, twinkling, bright and beautiful. They were in the bright light, as if they were standing on the sky with twinkling stars. The mist lingered at night.

, like floating clouds in the sky.

Another day, they turned into an ordinary couple. She cooked for him and sewed clothes for him to wear. He painted her eyebrows and tied three thousand red hair for her.

Another day, he set up a swing for her, and she sat on it, letting him push it from behind with peace of mind. The swing flew up and down in the air, picking up her long hair and clothes, raising the sky.

Her giggles made him dazzled and excited. He just felt that seeing her smile and make her happy was the happiest thing in the world. He wanted nothing more in this life.

Another day, they were cooking wine and singing songs in the courtyard. She drank the delicious wine with a smile in her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth. She squinted her eyes and looked tenderly at the white flower tree in the night. He accompanied him.

The white petals flying like rain dance freely with swords, and their postures are beautiful, as if they are performing the most noble dance.

Such a flamboyant and happy act spread throughout the Tianlun Continent through various versions of descriptions.

A pair of golden boys and girls, a pair of immortals, a pair of beautiful men, and a pair of scourges that conquered the country. The people called them so, and every time they were mentioned, there was reverence and yearning in their eyes, as well as deep amazement.

The two peerless people attracted the attention of everyone in the world. Likewise, they also attracted the attention of Mo Zhantian, an irreplaceable presence in the Demon Temple. However, others treated this matter with blessings and admiration.

, and after Mo Zhantian listened to Di Chetian's report, his whole face changed. A cold wind blew through the Demon Palace, so cold that several venerables trembled all over and were so frightened that they did not dare to breathe.

"Chetian, what do you think of them?"

"A match made in heaven." Di Chetian stood there with an expressionless face and calmly said the truth.

If there is anyone in this world who is worthy of that woman, then it is Che. He understands his brother better than anyone else.

Che, is also a strange thing on this continent. Two special beings, complementary to each other. They are simply a match made in heaven.

He didn't think Mo Zhantian could destroy anything, but as Zuo Dharma Protector, he still had to follow all the Demon Lord's instructions.

Now that he has nothing, he is naturally not afraid of losing it.

He has given up and betrayed everything he once had. Even if his loyalty to the Demon Lord is wrong now, he doesn't want to betray it anymore.

Just end this absurd and empty life like this. He reminded himself.

"Okay, okay! What a match made in heaven!" Mo Zhantian's face was a little distorted. When he heard the words of Su Chenfeng and Helian Liuli's daughter being so happy, his heart felt like tens of thousands of ants were eating away at his bones. He had

A desire to destroy, the happier the picture, the more he wants to destroy it, because that will make it more painful.

"I want to trample their happiness to the ground. No matter how happy you are now, you will be miserable in the future." With a sinister expression on his gray face, Mo Zhantian had already lost his mind due to the self-torture of his emotions. At this time,

He has become so crazy that he has become a demon. His pain can be saved, but his inner demons are hard to get rid of. He has already fallen into hell.

"Go, go to Guihai Imperial City and deliver a message to her. This time it will be a message, next time it will be a part of her father's body." Mo Zhantian smiled arrogantly and ordered coldly.

At this time, a venerable man walked in, knelt down on the ground, and said with a somewhat unnatural expression: "Demon lord, Her Royal Highness the Saint is still arguing that she must marry...otherwise she would rather die than give up..."

After saying that, he knelt there with some fear, fearing that he would be killed by Mo Zhantian accidentally.

"How could I forget my good daughter..." He looked at Di Chetian, who was expressionless and machine-like, and said lightly: "Go and bring Di Lianche with you. If he doesn't come, just wait.

Let’s go over with Su Chenfeng’s body.”

Di Chetian frowned slightly. He always felt that things were not that simple. Something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Could it be that he overestimated the strength of that woman and Che?

Mo Zhantian is too arrogant and has always looked down upon Su Mingxiao. To him, Su Mingxiao and Di Lianche are just little brats with no hair. The meaning of their existence is just

To add to the pain.

At such a critical time, logically speaking, they should not waste time, show up in a high-profile manner, indulge in charming love, and ignore the overall situation.

These thoughts lasted only a moment, and soon, he dismissed them all from his mind.

At this moment, he is just a machine. Since he is a machine, why does he need to have thoughts and feelings?

His face became increasingly cold and he said respectfully: "I obey my orders."

With the hem of his clothes raised, he turned around coldly and left without any regrets.

Looking at his back, Mo Zhantian's eyes flashed with appreciation. Only those who have no emotions can truly be pure.

A pure killing machine.

And he wants demons and gods, mountains and rivers, and beauties. He... is the God of all ages who truly overlooks the world!

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Guihai Imperial City.

When the one-armed, decadent beauty Di Chetian entered the palace as the special envoy of the Demon Temple, in the imperial garden, he saw a scene that made ripples appear in his dead eyes.

In a lake in the royal garden of the imperial palace, a bamboo raft floated lazily on the lake. The breeze blew past two white figures lying side by side on the bamboo raft. As expected, as the rumors said, they were dressed in lotus flowers.

It is as black as a mountain ink painting, and a lotus flower is as red as hell fire. The two of them closed their eyes at this time, holding each other's hands leisurely, lying lazily on the bamboo raft like snakes, letting the breeze
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