The Otherworldly God

Chapter 400: The Immortal Emperor

When Gongsun Sheng heard her shout out these words, an image of the two of them together emerged in his mind, like an ordinary couple.

Thinking of how happy she was at that time, Gongsun Sheng couldn't help but let out a mocking laugh.

"If I can get her, I won't be so wronged as to take you."

"You do not deserve."

"I'm really curious, is the high priest a member of the God Clan or a Flower Elf Clan? I'm more inclined to believe he's a Flower Elf Clan, don't you think?"

She tried her best to spit out a mouthful of saliva, but it was bounced back by Gongsun Sheng and turned into a solid slap that landed on her face and directly hit her face crooked.

"In your eyes, she is so noble and beautiful that all the beauties in the world pale in comparison to her. Do you know? Although immortality is good, it would be too lonely if you were alone. It's just like other races. The emperor must have a queen by his side. Don't you agree?"

She tilted her mouth, and even though it was difficult to pronounce the words, she still spoke them one word at a time.

"wishful thinking!"

"I will find her. Thank you for imprinting her appearance in my mind and my heart. Since you have served me for many years, I will let you take one last look at her."

After saying that, he turned around and waved his hand, throwing everything in the white-clothed woman's hand into the furnace.

"No!"

Without Gongsun Sheng's support, she could only turn into ashes with regret and deep curse, but Gongsun Sheng was too lazy to even take a last look at her.

He took out a spiritual herb that glowed purple, which looked very much like the deer antlers on Zi Ji's head.

"Just let me take a good look. If she lies to me, I'll just make the Misty Island disappear."

After saying that, he threw the spiritual herbs in his hand into the furnace, and Zi Ji, who was thousands of miles away, also noticed it.

Zi Ji raised her head and looked at the sky outside the cage, then looked at the half-remaining ancient tree. She knew that the fate of Lingdao had come to an end.

"I'm sorry, Master Yuhua. I didn't know there was such a story about the Spirit Heart Grass, nor did I know such a powerful person had set his eyes on it. I gave it to you by mistake. I can only use my blood to trick him. How long I can trick him depends on your luck."

When Chi Feng stood in front of Zi Ji and stared at her, Zi Ji seemed to be able to see from her eyes the appearance of Gongsun Sheng holding the successful elixir and laughing out loud, and she could only pray in her heart that she could keep it a secret for a little longer.

"It's a pity that our emperor doesn't like to share, otherwise I would really like to taste your flesh and blood and taste the flavor of the Spirit Heart Grass. The Spirit Heart Grass has been with you for so long, your flesh and blood must have some flavor, right?"

Zi Ji was shocked, and for a moment she didn't know whether to cry or laugh, because she realized that Gongsun Sheng's success was because she was the Lingxin Grass. Fortunately, she gave most of the power of the Lingxin Grass to Le Zheng Yuhua, and only gave him a drop of her heart's blood, which was the only thing to be thankful for.

At this moment, she wished that the other party would kill her quickly, and did not want the power of Lingxin Grass to fall into the hands of others again.

"In your eyes, I am just a dish. You can kill me or chop me up as you wish."

"Tsk, this dish is not as conscious as you. By the way, who did you learn this appearance from? Let me find her, I must be with her, and let me enjoy being a beauty."

"Then can you let me have a taste of beauty?"

Chi Feng punched the drooling Xuanwu and continued to stare at Zi Ji. He knew that she was not afraid of death, but he just didn't want her to die easily.

"Look at you. You have such a beautiful appearance, but you can't keep them. You are really a failure."

"I don't know what you mean."

"Those guys from Le Zheng smell like you, and you smell like them too. I didn't know you at first, so you want to deceive us now? Are you too naive or do you think we are stupid?" Zi Ji broke free from her fingers and stared at her fiercely, "I like your expression, but it's not enough. Do you know? They left without even looking back. You were protecting them so much, but they were so ruthless. Why bother?"

Ziji didn't think so, but was glad that they didn't look back.

"Go back and die? I'm happy if they're alive."

"What's the difference? We are just ants. We will die sooner or later."

Zi Ji knew very well that the man named Gongsun Sheng was definitely not comparable to the tree demon, and what Chi Feng said was not wrong.

"As long as you are alive, there is hope."

Zi Ji's expression and eyes at this moment were exactly the same as when Lin Shengye said this.

The red bee didn't like it, so he scratched the wooden cage with his fingernails, sparks flew, and it quickly turned into a fire cage.

"My flame is quite gentle, so it will take longer. Just enjoy it." Zi Ji raised his eyes and glared at her. Chi Feng frowned, turned around and muttered: "It's really unpleasant."

She waved her arms at the other deadpools, then winked at Xuanwu and said, "Wait until she is completely burned, so that those mermaids won't get a chance."

"I'm not a white tiger. Don't worry about me doing the job."

"Let's make a bigger noise and let those mermaids see the consequences of going against us."

As the Spirit Island shattered into pieces and sank to the bottom of the sea, this ancient island completely disappeared from the world.

In the world of immortality, Gongsun Sheng was sitting on a chair. On the table was a purple pill and a scroll of painting beside it.

"... Water from the Tianshan Mountains, blood of loved ones, all of these are indispensable, and they must be pure and flawless. In addition, there is another herbal lead, which is said to be watered from the seven-color pot of Nuwa... Lingxin grass. The so-called seven colors are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple. Any color is considered a success. Seven colors are of course the best, and pure purple is the second best."

"Although it's not seven colors, I got pure purple. It's worth all my years of planning."

Gongsun Sheng looked at the scroll beside him, stroked it gently, and with a wave of his finger, it flew out. A scroll of a peerless beauty slowly unfolded, as if it had traveled through thousands of years of wind and dust, with an indescribable fairy spirit and gentleness, leaping on the white gauze.

In the center of the scroll, a beautiful lady stands tall and graceful, like a lotus blooming in the morning light, untainted by dust.

Her hair fell softly on her shoulders like a waterfall, with a faint dark sheen. A few strands of hair fluttered in the wind, adding a bit of agility and unruliness.

Her eyebrows and eyes are like paintings, and her eyes seem to have thousands of words, and they are like the autumn water and the sky, deep and charming. Between her eyebrows, there is a touch of sadness and gentleness, which makes people want to explore the story in her heart.

He painted this based on his lover's description. He didn't know how long it took him or how many times he painted it before he got this painting of the beauty that satisfied him.

He has always been hypocritical and has never cared about matters of the heart. He himself never thought that one day he would fall into an illusion.

He closed his eyes and felt her approaching again. When she was about to get close, Gongsun Sheng suddenly opened his eyes.

"That shouldn't be the case. She will just shrug it off."

"It is common for people in this world to curry favor with the powerful, but I just follow my heart and don't care."

"I didn't expect that she not only has similar eyebrows and eyes, but also has the same temperament. I thought that since she was a widow, Shou Li would have a chance... Le Zheng Yuhua, Hei Lin and Ling Dao were both opened up for you. Just wait and see, you won't be the son-in-law of the Mu family for long."