In the early morning, birds were singing, and in the back mountain of Shendu, a villa occupied a single landscape. Autumn was approaching, and the maple leaves were red. The weather in the morning was cool. In a spacious room on the east side of the villa, a girl in a long red and white dress sat on the windowsill, looking at the birds flying over the jungle in the distance, and sighed.

"Who am I?"

Tang Xiaoxi looked blankly at the dew dripping along the windowsill and murmured: "Who is that person? Lin Muyu... Who is he who is mine, why... why... why I have such a strong sense of him, why... why can't I attack him, I... I would rather die by myself than hurt him, why..."

Just then, a dong dong sound came and someone was knocking on the door.

Tang Xiaoxi looked over and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Feng Ning'er." Feng Ning'er's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in." Tang Xiaoxi raised her palm and opened the door with her divine power.

Feng Ning'er was wearing a white dress, like a beautiful angel, and behind her were two maids holding fruit plates, food and soup. She walked in with a smile and said, "Princess Xi, you have breakfast."

"I don't want to eat, thank you, Ning'er."

"You are welcome."

Feng Ning'er approached the windowsill and looked at Tang Xiaoxi's lonely expression. She couldn't help feeling a little distressed, saying, "Are you... okay?"

"I'm fine." Tang Xiaoxi looked at Feng Ning'er. For more than a month, Feng Ning'er had visited him almost every day, and was the only person who could speak. He said, "Your Highness Ning'er, are you... you considered my friend?"

"Of course we are friends. Princess Xi, have you forgotten? When you were in Lanyan City, you often came to visit me."

"Then... can I ask you something?" Tang Xiaoxi murmured.

"sure……"

Feng Ning'er glanced behind her and said, "You put down your things and go out. No one can come in without my order."

"Yes, two of your highnesses." The maid bowed respectfully and then stepped down.

"Now, ask." Feng Ning'er bowed and smiled, jumped onto the windowsill, and sat there as foolishly as Tang Xiaoxi.

"I...who am I?" Tang Xiaoxi asked.

"You are Tang Xiaoxi, the third princess of our gods!"

"I mean, my other identity..." Tang Xiaoxi looked at her deeply and said, "Who am I?"

"You are Tang Xiaoxi...the princess of the auxiliary state of the Great Qin Empire."

"Then...who is Lin Muyu?"

"Your Highness of the King of Qin..." Feng Ning'er wanted to speak but stopped.

"What, isn't it convenient to say?"

"No..." Feng Ning'er bit her red lips and said, "He is a person who can sacrifice his life for you, but...but five years ago, you killed his lover with your own hands."

"Then what's my relationship with him?"

"You have to ask yourself this." Feng Ning'er whispered.

Tang Xiaoxi suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head. She couldn't help but pick up her knees, buried her face in her skirt, and said, "I can't remember who I am, why is this happening... The Holy Master ordered me to kill Lin Muyu, why... Why is this happening..."

Feng Ning'er gently held her shoulders, but didn't know how to comfort her. Over the past few years, Tang Xiaoxi, Lin Muyu, and Qin Yin, these three people have experienced too much and have experienced the joys and sorrows of the world. But what can we do? This is the world. Everyone is like a chess piece, dominated by the changes in the world.

Feng Ning'er had long since hoped that Lin Muyu could love her. Her only wish was that God would not torture him anymore. Even Feng Ning'er couldn't hate Lin Muyu for defeating the demon clan.

At this moment, a gentle voice with extremely penetrating power came from outside the door: "May I ask, is Your Highness Xi here? I'm here to see Your Highness Xi."

"Are you here again?" Feng Ning'er frowned. These days, Pei Xun has been running to the back mountain palace more and more diligently. Anyone can see that Pei Xun fell in love with him at first sight after seeing Tang Xiaoxi for the first time. However... Feng Ning'er actually felt a sense of resistance to Pei Xun's pursuit of Tang Xiaoxi. Perhaps deep in her heart, Tang Xiaoxi belonged only to Lin Muyu, and no one else was qualified to be involved in Tang Xiaoxi.

But Pei Xun is one of the seven gods in the lower realm after all. If he doesn't give him face, he has to give face to the very powerful god king Yang Li. Even the Demon Emperor and the Saint Master are very respectful to these seven gods, let alone others.

"Come in, Lord Peixun."

"yes."

After pushing open the door, Peixun was carrying a bamboo basket in his hand, filled with freshly picked fruits. In addition, there was a bouquet of unknown flowers above the basket, and a strange fragrance filled the room.

"So Your Highness Ning'er is here too." Pei Xun smiled slightly, then walked forward as if he ignored Feng Ning'er, bowed to Tang Xiaoxi gracefully and said, "Pe Xun meets His Highness Xi, I have picked fresh wild fruits in the mountains and a bunch of flowers that have just bloomed. I hope Your Highness Xi can have a good mood today."

"Thank you, Lord Peixun."

Tang Xiaoxi still held her knees and sat there silently, looking at the magnificent canyons and rivers outside the window, and said, "If there is nothing else, please come back. I want to be quiet. Besides, Lord Peixun is a person from heaven and is busy with official duties, so I won't stay much."

Pei Xun was a little embarrassed and said, "Your Highness Xi, if you are in a bad mood, Pei Xun has a good suggestion. There is a waterfall at the foot of the back mountain, and the sound of water is gurgling. Your Highness might as well go to the waterfall to go outing and herding horses, and you are willing to accompany you."

"No need, thank you." Tang Xiaoxi said lightly.

"That……"

Pei Xun clasped his fists helplessly and said, "Then... I'll take my leave, I'll come again tomorrow."

"I won't send it to you, sir."

"yes."

After leaving the door, Pei Xun's handsome face was full of embarrassment, and Huang Yi, who was guarding outside, couldn't help laughing: "It seems that he was rejected again, hahaha... Pei Xun, after all, you are also a god in the upper realm, but you can't do anything to a woman in the lower realm. When you return to the Northern Heaven Realm, you will definitely become a laughing stock, hahahaha..."

"Shut up!"

Pei Xun looked at him coldly, his body was filled with light, and the divine power of the light-based law was attracted to Huang Yi without any release.

Huang Yi was shocked. Although he was well versed in the law of chaos, Peixun’s lightsaber and light shield were both very powerful. It would be better not to provoke him. So Huang Yi touched his nose and said, “Actually, there is no need to worry about it. If you really like Tang Xiaoxi, you can just go to Feng Yuan to propose marriage. Tang Xiaoxi is his third daughter. As long as you propose marriage, will Feng Yuan dare to refuse?”

"The forced melon is not sweet."

Pei Xun let go of his clenched fists and said, "But I won't give up. I will wait until the day when Tang Xiaoxi is willing to accept me."

Huang Yi frowned: "You literary people are really troublesome. How simple the matter between men and women is, isn't it just that the matter takes off your pants and rides on it, but you, a group of romantic people, are poetic and picturesque. Hum... it's simply unreasonable."

Pei Xun looked at him coldly: "Why, do you, like you, want to taste the taste of the Holy Sword of Light again?"

"snort!"

Huang Yi couldn't help but tremble and said, "Go away quickly, Lord Yangli is calling us. You can't delay major events for a woman, right?"

"Let's go!"

The two of them jumped and disappeared from the same place at the same time.

...

"Bang...bang..."

The lightning spread in the air. In a flash, Huang Yi and the two gods appeared in the hall. The Demon Emperor Feng Yuan sat high on the throne, the Holy Master and the Qianfeng stood on the left and right, and Yang Li stood at the stairs with extraordinary momentum. Although he was a god king, his strength and status were far above Feng Yuan, but Yang Li did not overestimate the master. After all, he knew that he was in the lower realm and relied on the power of Feng Yuan no matter what he wanted to do.

Pei Xun said respectfully: "King Yangli, I don't know what's going on when I call us?"

Yang Li glanced at him deeply and said, "Sir Peixun is visiting Tang Xiaoxi again?"

"yes……"

"It seems... Lord Peixun has forgotten what His Majesty the Emperor sent us here for?"

"I dare not forget it!" Pei Xun was so scared that he trembled all over.

"It's good not to forget." Yang Li raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, it's time for us to do a good job. Lin Muyu is in Tongtian City, which is just a short distance away from us. We should take action."

"But... the God-Fengshen Stone has not been completely forged, and it will take half a month." Pei Xun continued with a respectful look on his face, "If we take action at this time, even if we kill Lin Muyu and obtain his supreme character, I am afraid that half of the divine power and potential of this divine character will be dispersed due to the death of the master. The God-Fengshen Stone must be sealed. This is the order of His Majesty the Emperor of God."

"I know."

Yang Li was a little impatient and said, "But we still don't know Lin Muyu's ability. This lower god with the supreme qualities is underestimated. I plan to test Lin Muyu's strength first. How about you scoop up the formation for me?"

"Yes, sir!"

Yang Li turned around again, looked at the Demon Emperor, the Holy Master and others, and asked, "I don't know what good suggestions are Feng Yuan, Lan Hun, and Qian Feng. When will I test Lin Muyu's best strength?"

The Demon Emperor looked at Qianfeng. Qianfeng knew Lin Muyu's habits best, but at this time, Qianfeng's face was solemn, his eyebrows were frowning, and he didn't say a word. It seemed that he had always been very resistant to Yang Li and other gods coming to kill Lin Muyu. After all, this was an unequal duel. Is it fair to assassinate a young god in his thirties?

"Ahem..." The Demon Emperor coughed.

At this time, the saint master clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty Li Shenwang, although Lin Muyu has always lived in the Longdan Camp Camp in Tongtian City, every day at dusk, he would go to the mountain stream ten miles north of Tongtian City to drink horses. This is his habit. He only has dozens of guards with him. You can take this opportunity to meet him for a while."

"Okay, then please let Lord Lanhun lead the way for me."
Chapter completed!