But the harder he tried to convince himself with various words, Yan Xun'er felt a little more and more panicked, and more and more people passed by her eyes. Elders, Su Su, and even His Highness, Feiying, and the goddess Wanyue, were left with only one face. That was Su Zhi Qingwu. No matter what their expressions had always been, they all saw them at this time, and they spoke sarcastic words at themselves, "Just because of you, just a wild fox in the mortal world, you are just a monster, you dare to love Su Zhi! The identities of you two are, one is the heaven and the other is the earth. He favors you, but it is fresh for a while. You really think he will promise you forever."

The elders were always indifferent, "We do not agree. How can she be the head mistress of Feng Laishan with such an identity?"

The goddess Wanyue was still noble. Su Su stood beside her and looked at her mockingly, "The identity of the goddess Wanyue is worthy of the Lord, what are you!"

His Highness the King of Hades calmly said the cruelest words, "My brother doesn't love you at all, he never trusts you. If he trusts you, he will not even reveal such an important thing to you. If he trusts you, he will not keep you blindly behind you. What he and Fenglaishan need is a person who can stand side by side with him and advance and retreat together, rather than a person who will just hide behind him and enjoy peace silently. He seems to protect you, but in fact, it is because he never really wants you to become the mistress of Fenglaishan!"

Yan Xun'er finally shed tears. Even though she felt heartbroken, she knew that it was just her random thoughts for a while, and it was definitely not what Su Zhiqingwu really thought. However, what Her Highness said in the picture was what she had been worried about for so long.

Therefore, when she knew that the goddess Wanyue and Qin Fengshang had the possibility of re-renewing their relationship, she would take the initiative to persuade Goddess Wanyue because she was afraid that Goddess Wanyue would really cut off their love and would be the mistress of Fenglaishan. Although Su Zhiqingwu did not have Goddess Wanyue in his heart at this time, only herself, but what about the future? After that, the relationship between the two gradually faded, and standing beside him and taking on all kinds of things with him, there was never only Goddess Wanyue.

, At that time, Qin Feng was no longer there, and there was no obstacle between the two of them. By then, would Su Zhi Qingwu really not be moved by the goddess Wanyue? The goddess Wanyue invited her to have tea many times, and strictly taught her to handle the chores of Fenglaishan. She pushed and pushed again and again, not because she was really afraid of difficulties, but because she saw the goddess Wanyue handle those things with ease, but she looked confused. She didn't want to see Su Zhi Qingwu's admiration for the goddess Wanyue.

When Su Zhi Qingwu insisted on marrying him, she was worried that the rumors outside would be unfavorable to the goddess Wanyue, but Su Zhi Qingwu said that the goddess Wanyue would handle all this. Although he had no intention in his words at that time, Yan Xun'er felt his trust in the goddess Wanyue, which Yan Xun'er had never felt. So, she couldn't help but feel panic. Afterwards, she rejected that grand wedding. She was indeed for the reputation of the goddess Wanyue and Feng Laishan, but when she saw the guilt in Su Zhi Qingwu's eyes, she felt hopelessly a little happy.

The days of mixing oil in honey after marriage almost paralyzed her. Yan Xun'er almost forgot about the panic, but it broke out at this moment.

"Qingwu..." Yan Xun'er collapsed to the ground, unable to wait to see Su Zhiqingwu.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt on the sunny day made Yan Xun'er, who was immersed in sadness, couldn't help but be shocked. She couldn't tell what the thunder was for, but the thunder was not like the usual thunder, and a burst of panic suddenly surged in her heart.

He didn't care about the heartache just now, so he quickly got up, but because of his weakness, he staggered for a long time before finally walking out of the hall gate.

When she arrived at the palace gate, she found that the goddess Wanyue also took Susu out of Yanzao Palace. At this time, she was frowning and looking at a place to the west with a worried look. Feiying was standing next to her. Feiying lowered her head respectfully, as if she was saying something, and she looked worried.

Without caring about anything, Yan Xun'er hurriedly met her, "What's wrong? Where is the thunder coming?"

Feiying turned around and looked at Yan Xun'er in embarrassment, knowing in her heart that the Lord must not want Miss Yan to know that she is worried about her. Therefore, after hesitating for a long time, he still didn't say it out loud, and unconsciously turned his eyes to Goddess Wanyue and asked for her advice.

The goddess Wanyue sighed, and could understand Feiying's thoughts in her heart, and also knew that the Lord's affection for Miss Yan. However, she put her heart in her heart. She knew that Miss Yan would not want to be hidden, just as she didn't want Qin Feng to tell her if she had something to do, even if it was for her own good.

Therefore, he did not intend to hide it from her, but was just worried that she could not bear it. He told Yan Xun'er as lightly as possible, "This thunder is not ordinary land thunder, but heavenly thunder."

"Sky Thunder?"

The goddess Wanyue nodded, "All gods and immortals need to survive the heavenly thunder to achieve enlightenment and immortality. This is the heavenly tribulation. In addition..." After a pause, he thought of his affairs with Qin Feng, "If any god violates the heavenly way, such as interfering in the established life of a mortal, he will also be punished by heavenly thunder."

Yan Xun'er took a few steps back in disbelief, "So... is that Qingwu?"

Feiying nodded worriedly, "Look at that direction, it should be." He looked at Yan Xun'er again, "Miss, don't worry, the Lord is very capable. When he became a god, the thunder was much more powerful than usual that day, and he survived."

"Now, looking at the thunder that day, although it looks scary, it doesn't look that powerful. I guess there are not many people. The Lord is sure to be unhindered. But..." Feiying didn't say anything anymore, but although it was not serious, it was certain that he was injured.

Although Feiying didn't say this, who doesn't know?

Yan Xun'er looked at the sky on the west side, and the dark clouds were getting heavier and heavier, as if she was about to have thunder. She was anxious and bit her lips tightly and turned around to go in that direction. However, she was stopped by the goddess Wanyue, "Miss Yan, wait."

Yan Xun'er looked up and saw Goddess Wanyue shook her head in disagreement, "Miss Yan, no, this heavenly thunder is not a joke. Feiying said it right. With the Lord's Taoist practice, as long as he is calm, one person can resist. Although he will be hurt, there will be no problem. But if someone goes by, it will be hard to say that this heavenly thunder does not recognize people. If someone interferes, it will be even more powerful. At that time, it will probably implicate the girl."

Putting down the hand that blocked Yan Xun'er, the goddess Wanyue looked at the thick dark clouds and felt sad. She remembered that when she became a god, it seemed like this. When the sky thunder struck, she supported the previous few with her magic. By the last one, she was already exhausted. She originally thought that she would be scattered by the last sky thunder and was already ready to die, but she didn't expect that Qin Lang, that fool, would use the flesh and blood of a mortal, to block the last sky thunder for herself.

When the dark clouds dissipated, I opened my eyes again and felt a sense of relief on my body. I had already been shrouded in the light of becoming a god, but I watched Qin Lang lose his soul before him.

The goddess Wanyue blinked her eyes and forced her to burst into tears. Fortunately, God was sympathetic, and she and Qin Lang had this opportunity to renew their relationship. But when she remembered it, she still felt a lot of emotion.

"This thunder can only be borne by yourself and cannot implicate others, otherwise there will be no good results."

Yan Xun'er looked at the sky and sobbed, "Can I just have to watch him suffer here?"

"Oh." The goddess Wanyue looked at her and understood her powerlessness at this time. "Miss Yan, you should take care of yourself so that you can take good care of the Lord."

"Actually, you should be glad that your sweetheart is Xu Zhi. He has enough ability to protect himself and will not make you worry." Qin Lang, now he is just a little mortal, how can he feel at ease?

"Yes, I should be glad. But... I should be strong, too," Yan Xun'er suddenly smiled, "I can't let him worry about me either."

The goddess Wanyue was stunned and laughed, "Yes, we should all become stronger."

No one spoke in front of Fengcang Palace, but no one entered the palace first. Everyone was just standing, waiting for the arrival of thunder that day.

There are nine heavenly thunders in total. After the last heavenly thunder descends, the dark clouds slowly dissipate, the sky returns to its green color, and everything looks like it used to be.

The goddess Wanyue sighed, "It's finally over. Fortunately, there are only nine thunders." Yan Xun'er still didn't say anything, looking quietly at the direction to the west, slowly, a figure seemed to appear, looming, unreal.

Yan Xun'er ran over suddenly, but stopped when she was approaching, looking at the haggard Su Zhiqingwu, with red eyes and no words.

There was nothing else, it was really a bit scary at this moment. In Yan Xun'er's heart, Su Zhi Qingwu has always been a very powerful person. She had never seen him in such a mess. Su Zhi Qingwu liked to wear white clothes the most, and he was wearing it at this time, so the blood on his body became more and more obvious. Yan Xun'er dared not come forward easily, for fear of touching his wounds.

It was not until Su Zhiqingwu staggered and stepped forward to support him, but he still didn't say anything.

Su Zhiqingwu followed her eyes and looked at her current appearance, smiling self-deprecatingly, "I'd have known that I'd been wearing red clothes. Although this white looks good, it's too dirt-resistant."

Yan Xun'er suddenly felt a little wronged, "Are you seriously injured?"

He chuckled, "I'm not very hurt, I just look scary." He softened his voice and coaxed her, "I'm just a little tired. Can you help me into the palace to rest?"
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