Yan Qingya's face suddenly turned deathly pale, eyes surging with flames of hatred.
The Flame Emperor was furious, "It seems you are determined to seek death!"
Counting the days, Nalan Jing and Mu Qianyue have been poisoned by the Purple Mandara flower, and it should have seeped into their bones by now. I originally intended to spare his life, but since he insists on courting death, I can't save him!
Just then, a discordant voice suddenly chimed in.
"Qingya, how can you do this! Last night you swore to only love me in this life, why are you treating me like this now?" Yan Li entered with a face filled with melancholy and sadness. His eyes locked passionately onto Yan Qingya, the depths of his gaze seemed to contain a hint of pain.
Upon seeing Yan Li enter, a faint smile brewed in Mu Qianyue's eyes. She said to Nalan Jing beside her, "Jing, there's a good show to watch."
"Yes, your Divine Blood Covenant is truly domineering." Nalan Jing gazed at her with a doting look.
