This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

"Chiqiong girl, you want to attack your grandfather Zixiao, come here!"

Zi Xiao's temper was also on the rise, and he immediately became an eye-popping old man.

The smile on Di Zheng's face did not change, but it was a little deeper, and the hand that was behind his back was slowly put back in front of him.

Suddenly, Qiong moved.

With a roll of the long knife, the sky of Jiuzhong suddenly changed color, and the divine power rolled up the mad cloud to blast Zixiao outside the Tianmen.

Chi Qiong made a sudden move, and one move was a killer move.

Di Zheng frowned slightly, but did not move or stop.

Outside of Tianmen, Cheong Qiong is fierce, she is the goddess of war in the heavens, how can her strength be ordinary.

Even if Zi Xiao faced her, she had to do her best.

"You girl can't tell right from wrong, no wonder I bully the small today!"

Zi Xiao was also angry, and the purple thunder rolled over in the clouds, turning into a long snake and attacking Qiong directly.

Chi Qiong rolled up thousands of cloud waves with one knife, eliminating the power of thunder.

The world where the two were fighting changed color, and when they were at a stalemate, Qian Qiong suddenly bullied herself to Zi Xiao.

She held a knife in her left hand and turned her palm into her right hand, and slapped it straight at Zi Xiao's heart.

At that moment, Zi Xiao clearly saw something hidden in her palm, and her expression changed slightly.

Chu Qiong's voice was transmitted to the ear, "Attack my right shoulder, escape!"

Zi Xiao made a gesture to face her palm, took the thing in her palm, gritted her teeth, and slapped her heart hard, the purple thunder pierced through Cheong Qiong's right shoulder.

The blood of the gods was sprinkled on the clouds, and Zi Xiao's figure took the opportunity to escape.

At this moment, it was thousands of miles away from Nantianmen, and Chi Qiong deliberately pulled the battle distance away. She took a deep breath and glanced at her right shoulder.

This old stick is still not ruthless enough, how can this injury be enough?

Cheong Qiong gritted her teeth, hammered her heart again, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then turned back to Nantianmen.

The figure of Di Zheng was no longer visible in front of Nantian Gate. Cheong Qiong's heart tensed, and the gatekeeper hurried over to help her when she was injured.

"No problem."

Chu Qiong shook her head, the corpses of the gods who were guarding Tianmen with her were no longer on the ground.

She breathed slightly tight, her face remained calm, and she asked, "Where are the bodies of those people?"

"His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven has made people restrained for them."

Chi Qiong let out a faint hum, and went over to the Heavenly Emperor Palace.

Inside the Temple of Heaven.

Di Zheng sat in the place where he played chess before, and he sorted out the black and white stones scattered on the ground and put them back into the chess cage.

"Your Majesty's forgiveness, his incompetence in his humble position made Zi Xiao escape."

Chu Qiong was half-kneeling on the ground and came to plead guilty.

The smile on Di Zheng's face did not change. After collecting all the pieces, his eyes fell back on her, "You are injured."

Chi Qiong lowered her head and replied, "It's because the skills of the humble profession are inferior to others."

Di Zheng smiled, "After all, Uncle Zixiao is a long time ago, and he started to fight with all his strength. You are indeed not his opponent."

Qi Qiong did not dare to answer.

Di Zheng's voice was slow and slow, his eyes fell on her, his voice was still so gentle, but what he asked was...

"There is something I don't understand about this deity, I don't know if you are willing to answer it?"

"Please, Your Majesty."

"Are you admiring the deity?"

Chi Qiong never thought that he would ask such a question, Yingqi's face suddenly flushed red, her eyes trembling at him, she took a deep breath, and replied, "Biezhi really likes His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, but I know I'm not worthy of it. "

Di Zheng smiled: "You admire the deity, and you have been the deity's most loyal subordinate for thousands of years, so the deity can't figure it out, why is it you who betrayed the deity?"

Chi Qiong's expression changed suddenly, and she looked at him in astonishment.

Di Zheng's face still had that breezy smile, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

"Dongji has no godhead, and his cultivation base has already fallen to the Nine Heavens. With his strength, he can't kill those **** generals."

"At the time, only you had that strength."

"The deity ordered you to kill Dongji, but didn't order you to kill the other two divine generals. Is there anything I can't let them know?"

Di Zheng laughed in a low voice, "You didn't annihilate the spirit of Dongji, did you?"

Chu Qiong bit her lower lip.

Di Zheng twisted a chess piece in his hand and rubbed it repeatedly, his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

"The soul that wants to come to Dongji should have been in the hands of Uncle Zixiao at this moment, Chi Qiong, your knife is deep enough for the deity."

Qi Qiong took a deep breath.

At this point, she has nothing to pretend.

"That's right, it was indeed me who killed the two gods, and I deliberately let go of the **** Zixiao." Chi Qiong simply stood up.

She looked neither humble nor arrogant, facing Di Zheng directly.

There is admiration in his eyes, and there is confusion in his eyes, and there is a little bit of anger in his eyes.

"It's true that I admire Your Majesty, but I also remember my identity. I am the **** of war in the heavens, Qiong! The sword in my hand should be fighting for the heavens!"

"Although Dongji is annoying, he is not guilty of death!"

"I don't understand, Your Majesty, why are you covering up Queen Mother Xi!"

"Yinchi is the enemy of the six realms. Back then, so many immortals and gods in the heavenly realms perished because of her. The Queen Mother of the West colluded with her. Why do you have to turn a blind eye, Your Majesty!"

"If it wasn't for me to drive Zixiao Shangshen out of Nantianmen, Your Majesty... are you going to kill him?"

Di Zheng still had a smile on his face.

So gentle, yet so ruthless.

There was just a hint of sadness in the depths of his eyes.

"Cut your godhead, shatter your godhead, and banish you to a place of exile, is there any objection?"

Chi Qiong twitched the corners of her mouth and gave him a deep look, "Even though I have been with the Emperor for so many years, I still don't understand you. What do you want in your heart?"

"However, none of that matters now."

She took a deep breath, took a step back, bowed deeply to Di Zheng, and said solemnly, "My minister, obey the order!"

Chi Qiong was taken away and taken to the Xixian Pond to receive the punishment from heaven.

Di Zheng stood alone in the hall, looking at the chess piece in his hand, the corners of his mouth twitched.

No one heard his whisper, "How many people have to be sacrificed...to get what you want..."

"When you return, will this heaven still be the heaven of the past..."

A look of struggle flashed in Di Zheng's eyes.

He looked outside the hall, and a star fell from the Jiuzhongtian.

Di Zheng slowly stretched out his hand and picked up a few pieces of the stars, which were the broken godhead of Qiong Qiong.

Outside the Land of Exile, the leader of chaos.

Chi Qiong was discarded here, covered in blood, and her face was as pale as paper.

The **** who was guarding her was not far away, watching her indifferently, watching her crawling toward the deserted land like a cud.

Suddenly, time seemed to stand still.

Qiong Qi sensed something was wrong.

She raised her head and saw a familiar handsome face, like the breeze and the bright moon, hearty and comfortable.

But this time, there was no smile on Di Zheng's face.

Chi Qiong was stunned for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly, without saying anything extra, she closed her eyes resignedly.

Are you here to kill her?

The expected pain did not come, and the spirit platform was a little warmer.

Chi Qiong was stunned for a moment, it was clearly her broken godhead.

She looked at Di Zheng in astonishment.

What does this mean?

"...His Majesty the Emperor?"

Di Zheng looked at her with deep eyes, "This deity can't do much for you, and I don't know if this is right or wrong."

"Cheng Qiong, live."

After Di Zheng finished speaking, the figure was about to disappear, and Chu Qiong grabbed the corner of his clothes violently.

There was a smile on her pale face, "When I was at Nantianmen, His Majesty had already seen through the tricks of the lowly office, but he still let me let go of Zixiao God."

"Actually, Your Majesty doesn't want to cover up the Queen Mother of the West, right?"

"You have troubles, don't you?"

Di Zheng lowered his eyes and struggled in his eyes. After a while, he said: "There are some words that the deity can't tell you clearly, they will hear it."

Qiqiong looked puzzled, who are they?

"The world cannot be buried in my hands."

Di Zheng took a deep breath: "Ji Qiong, enter the land of exile, find Ye Yan, and let him kill Wu Zi Zi before Wu Peng!"