The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

In the past, the love of the young man was restrained and forbearance, and the word sensible, let him know what he could do and what he could not do.

Because of this, he will never get what he wants.

In this case, why should you be sensible and obedient, and why should you restrain your emotions? He wants to become stronger, so strong that he can get what he wants at his fingertips.

Facing the person he loves, his reason can no longer be controlled, and his thoughts are filled with possession and plunder.

The main **** who is high above and controls the three thousand planes can only be controlled by him, completely rubbed into his body by him, and cannot be separated from him.

He didn't know that the frost-covered heart had a tendency to melt, but fell into the bottom of the ice in an instant.

"Aya..."

He hugged him tightly, trying to warm him up, but to no avail.

The main **** is controlled, and the three thousand planes have no energy to adjust and fall into chaos.

The aura of the male and female protagonists of the plane is affected, good and evil are reversed, and the supporting characters kill the lord.

The host was rejected by the plane, and the host was involved in the plane's enmity, and the system's program also had bugs, and even some systems did not have a host and were involved in the plane.

Some of the executors of the execution space were detained in the plane and could not come back, and some of the tasks changed strangely.

In order to prevent the main system from finding her, Ling Qingxuan blocked it. In addition to the chaos in the plane, the main system couldn't find her at all.

Everything happened too suddenly, the main **** was not there, the main system was responsible, and we could only do our best to repair it, and let all the subsystems find the whereabouts of Ling Qingxuan.

In the eyes of the main system, only those who are the system are the most trustworthy of the main god, and the others are all outsiders.

During that time, Ling Qingxuan probably knew what kind of chaos happened in the Three Thousand Planes, but she was trapped here by Feng Jue and was inseparable from him, and she couldn't find any chance to help.

"Linger, look, I found the kind of bread you liked to eat when I was a child."

In order to make Ling Qingxuan live comfortably, Feng Jue specially prepared a big soft bed for her, and also brought her all the things she was interested in before.

It's just that the woman sitting on the bed is more indifferent than when she first met. She didn't pick up the bread, her eyes didn't waver, as if she didn't care about anything.

"Let me go." She said this to Feng Jue, and Feng Jue knew, no, she still had something that she cared about, and that was the Three Thousand Planes.

Even though Feng Jue was arrogant, when facing her, he coaxed endlessly: "Linger, why don't you go back? You don't want to be the main god, the three thousand planes have nothing to do with you, you only look at me, only care about me. Am I okay?"

'Ling Qingxuan' closed her eyes, I don't know how many times Feng Jue said these words to her, but she couldn't put down the three thousand planes.

She was born for the three thousand planes, and her whole life belonged to them.

Although there were mistakes in the middle, she had a mortal heart, and it was this mortal heart that allowed her to create the space she has now.

"Feng Jue, don't make another mistake."

This sentence stimulated Feng Jue, he got up and said angrily: "I was wrong? What did I do wrong? No, I was wrong, I would rather be wrong!"

'Ling Qingxuan' squeezed the palm of his hand and analyzed rationally, "The negative energy used you, it wants to disturb me and destroy the three thousand planes."

"Those things are ruined!" He grabbed her shoulders, his voice trembling, "If that's the case, then I'll come, so as not to have too many dreams at night."

'Ling Qingxuan' opened his eyes and breathed slightly, "No!"

The man released her, raised his hand and grabbed it, and a plane appeared in his palm.

That plane came here out of nowhere, and was very excited when he saw Ling Qingxuan.

The words appeared on its screen, [Lord God, I finally found you! I didn't expect you to be here, everyone is waiting...]

'Clap--'

The subtitles were broken, and the plane was crushed in Feng Jue's hand.

The plane was destroyed, so easy, the scattered starlight fell on the bed, and 'Ling Qingxuan' stepped forward and pressed it, but it couldn't match the speed of their dissipation.

This feeling is indeed a plane related to her spiritual power. Feng Jue him, really... really did something to the plane.

She raised her eyes to look at Feng Jue, but her eyes were strange and unbelievable.

"Feng Jue, you..."

The man was condescending and said in a voice colder than her: "If you don't leave that position for one day, I will destroy a plane one day, abandon the position of the Lord God, stay with me, and I will let them go."

After he finished speaking, he disappeared from this space.

Ling Qingxuan stood beside the bed, looking at herself, knowing how difficult she was at that time.

If she abandons the position of the main god, it is equivalent to abandoning the three thousand planes. Without the power of the main god, the three thousand planes will become an empty shell without a master, and will no longer have the characteristics of life.

Ling Qingxuan wanted to go to Feng Jue's to see what he was planning, but she could only stay by her side and could not go anywhere, as if it was a punishment, let her experience it again.

Those are memories of the past for Ling Qingxuan, but for the 'Aya Qingxuan' who is going through, all of them are destroying her love for Feng Jue.

This situation has been stuck for several months. 'Ling Qingxuan' doesn't know the flow of time, but only knows that each plane was destroyed in front of her, but she was powerless and became a useless person.

During this period of time, she gradually mastered the speed of controlling the absorption of spiritual power, and slowly accumulated it, just waiting for a hit to hit, breaking away from Feng Jue's control and returning to the main **** space.

It is also because of the collision between her spiritual power and this negative energy space, her physique is not as good as before, she is weaker and more time to sleep.

"Linger, what's wrong with you!"

That day, Feng Jue panicked because the person he cared for fell on the bed and vomited blood.

The blood reddened Feng Jue's eyes.

Since he brought her back, he has never hurt her once or vomited blood.

He was flustered, and 'Ling Qingxuan' curled up on the bed with his lips turning paper-colored in pain.

She was short of breath and trembling, the pain was unbearable, and she couldn't even speak.

Feng Jue wanted to help her ease, but every part of his body, even his existence, was hurting her.

Aya Qingxuan widened her eyes until she saw the blood flowing from her lower body stained the sheets.

Her heart tightened, she raised her hand in disbelief, and thousands of thoughts seemed to flood in in an instant, almost bursting her heart.

That, that is...

Doctor Zhuge's words became clear at this moment.

'Signs of miscarriage... old physical illness...'

She also wondered, with her medical skills, how could she not know that she was pregnant.

So... so it was at this time... at this time.

The scene in front of her seemed to be blurred, she couldn't see clearly, and her eyes were uncomfortable. Ling Qingxuan raised her hand and brushed the corner of her eyes, and found a warm and wet liquid.

"Aya?!"

She heard Feng Jue's heart-breaking, regretful cry, and the liquid from the corner of her eyes slipped down her cheeks.