Fortune-telling and ghost-catching are too cruel, I’m being targeted by the country

Fu Jiuqing listened to the prince repeat over and over again, those words that were not in line with his cold persona but full of true feelings, the cold and ruthless look in his eyes gradually melted away.

She stared at the prince for a long time, and suddenly her pupils trembled.

The man in front of him was just a remnant of obsession and delusion.

This is no longer the prince's soul, but a weak remnant soul condensed from too much obsession during his lifetime.

Fu Jiuqing, even the gods cannot control the ethereal remnant soul, it is an uncontrollable existence.

The divine power bound to the remnant soul quickly failed, and the prince staggered forward again, unable to see Fu Jiuqing at the side.

The flesh and blood from his waist down that were soaked in the blood pool were quickly corroded by the blood in the pool, and his bones were quickly revealed.

The evil ghosts under the blood pool frequently appeared to attack and gnawed at the flesh and blood on the remaining soul of the prince, but within a short time it was reduced to a set of white bones.

Fu Jiuqing just looked at the bones dripping with blood and struggled to move forward. He wanted to grab the other person to stop him, but his hand passed through the ethereal remnant soul.

When the prince was about to approach the Blood Water Falls, the scene in front of him became blurry, and soon returned to the scene Fu Jiuqing saw for the first time.

The remnant soul of the prince was thus imprisoned in the blood pool, and his difficult process of breaking free from the shackles of the blood pool was replayed over and over again.

Fu Jiuqing used all his strength to pull him out of the pool of blood, but it was all in vain.

Neither the evil ghost in the blood pool nor the remnant soul of the prince could see her existence.

Fu Jiuqing could do nothing but watch as the prince was corroded by the water in the blood pool and turned into a set of bones.

"Qingqing? Qingqing! Qingqing!!"

Fu Jiuqing's body was shaken violently, and the memory images restored in his mind dissipated instantly.

She looked at Qin Baichen's elegant and handsome face in front of her, raised her trembling hand, and stroked it gently.

"Qin Baichen, are you in pain?"

Fu Jiuqing's voice was tight, with a hint of distress.

She couldn't imagine how the high-ranking Crown Prince of the God Realm could end up in such a situation.

Qin Baichen's worried eyes flashed with a dark light, he held Fu Jiuqing's hand and asked softly: "What's wrong with you? Are you confused? Why does it hurt when I'm fine?"

Fu Jiuqing took a deep look at him, he was still the same person.

The demeanor of the unattainable god who was once untainted by glitz and glamor has weakened, and his body has been given a human aura.

Fu Jiuqing closed her eyes filled with worry and sadness, hiding all her emotions.

The man in front of him did not hesitate to sacrifice his body for the sake of the catastrophe in the world. If it were not for his deep obsession, he would have been completely destroyed long ago.

She should be lucky that this person has feelings for her that she can't let go, otherwise what awaits them will be eternal separation.

Recalling the scene of the breakup a thousand years ago, Fu Jiuqing couldn't guess the reason.

They are nothing more than a world of compassion and justice, shouldering the mission of protecting the world.

Qin Baichen did not hesitate to break up with her completely because he was afraid that he would perish in the catastrophe.

In fact, he really fell and was thrown into the blood pool of hell.

"Sister, did you remember something?"

Fu Jiayou strode forward and asked urgently.

Fu Jiuqing opened his eyes and stared at his younger brother with cold eyes.

"Why are you back? Didn't I ask you to find your father and elder brother?"

Fu Jiayou glanced at Qin Baichen and said in a rough voice: "I want to take you home!"

He didn't want to leave his sister by Qin Baichen's side. This irresponsible man who made his sister sad was not worthy of being his brother-in-law.

Fu Jiuqing raised his hand and rubbed the side of his forehead, saying in a tired voice: "I won't leave for the time being. If you stay, don't cause trouble for me, otherwise I will ask my father to take you back in person."

"No, you have to come with me!" Fu Jiayou held her hand and walked out the door.

Fu Jiuqing stood motionless, and Fu Jiayou couldn't move even after pulling for a long time. He turned back to look at her in confusion.

Fu Jiuqing stared at his younger brother with a heavy gaze: "Ayou, you should know that my father knows that I left home this time, and no one can stop the decision I made."

Fu Jiayou pointed at Qin Baichen's nose and roared angrily: "Is he worthy? This man is not worthy at all!"

How could Qin Baichen not notice the tense atmosphere between the two siblings? Listening to the conversation between them, he guessed that Fu Jiuqing might have regained his memory.

He stared thoughtfully at the top of Fu Jiuqing's hair, his calm eyes narrowed slightly, with affection and deep guilt surging in his eyes.

The moment he helped Jiuqing turn around, Qin Baichen stepped out with his slender legs and said in a calm voice: "I'm going to see if lunch is ready."

He was not prepared to face Fu Jiuqing who had recovered her memory, and was afraid that her eyes would reveal the coldness and ruthlessness they had when they broke up.

Fu Jiuqing watched Qin Baichen leave with a very complicated look in his eyes.

She blamed Qin Baichen for choosing the former between the common people in the world and her, and she couldn't help but feel sad for his fall.

If he had learned that Qin Baichen had chosen to sacrifice his body to join the world when they broke up, Fu Jiuqing would have done nothing to destroy him.

According to her temperament at that time, it was very likely that she would take Qin Baichen into the underworld and prevent him from entering the world and intervening in the catastrophe.

As for the catastrophe in the world, what does it have to do with her.

Fu Jiuqing knew that Qin Baichen created the break because he saw through her true nature.

In fact, even today, Fu Jiuqing's temperament has not changed.

Protecting shortcomings is a family inheritance of the Fu family, and it is an innate talent imprinted on their souls.

Qin Baichen's back disappeared from the door. Fu Jiuqing couldn't take his eyes away for a long time. Fu Jiayou shook her body vigorously.

"Sister, I know you have recovered your memory. That man is not worth your efforts at all. You will die!"

Fu Jiuqing raised his eyes and looked at his brother's anxious and worried face, pursed his lips and chuckled, speaking in a solemn tone.

"It will only be someone else who dies. I will let Ancestor Luo Jun die without a burial place!"

Fu Jiayou's face was full of disbelief and he almost knelt down in front of Fu Jiuqing.

"Sister, do you know who Patriarch Luo Jun is? He is the god and demon who is tied with the God of Chaos!"

Fu Jiuqing raised his eyebrows slightly, his face full of pride, and said domineeringly: "So what, if I let him die, he will definitely die!"

Thinking of all the pain Qin Baichen suffered when he was swallowed by evil spirits in the blood pool, Fu Jiuqing could no longer suppress the violence in his heart.

She did not hesitate to seal her memory and avoid the rules of heaven to enter the world, just to destroy the culprit of the human catastrophe with her own hands.

She resented Qin Baichen's decisiveness when they broke up with each other, and she even hated Patriarch Luo Jun who made Qin Baichen fall.

Eighteen hundred years have passed since she met the Crown Prince of the God Realm, and Fu Jiuqing has never really let go of Qin Baichen.

If you can't let it go, then don't let it go.

But someone has to pay the price.

Qin Baichen will regret his decision back then, and Patriarch Luo Jun will also be wiped out.

I don't know what the two siblings said in the room, but Fu Jiayou left Qin's house with a confused face and bright eyes.

When Qin Baichen came back with lunch, the bedroom was empty and the sound of rushing water could be heard in the bathroom.

He placed his lunch on the indoor table, turned his head to look at the graceful figure reflected on the bathroom glass, and relaxed his frown.

The next moment, Qin Baichen disappeared from the spot.