Bravely enter the heavens and become a god

Chapter 155: Love in a Dilemma

Luo Ying turned his head slightly, and his eyes unconsciously fell on the bright red battle robe carefully selected by Hua Yuchen on the table. This battle robe burned like a flame, dazzling and hard to look away. Recalling General You's words.

General You once said to her solemnly: "His Highness specifically instructed that the Crown Princess comes from the mortal world, so every aspect of the wedding must strictly follow the traditional customs of the mortal world. The three books and six ceremonies, the phoenix crown and the bridal robe, and other complicated etiquette must not be missing, and must be prepared. All items, whether it is wedding clothes and jewelry or banquet supplies, must be selected with the best materials and craftsmanship to highlight the noble status of the Crown Princess. In addition, His Highness also ordered the 100,000 gods to be notified one by one, and they must attend on time to participate in the grand event. His Highness said that he would give the Crown Princess an unforgettable wedding and let her feel unprecedented happiness and glory."

I remembered Shao Hanyue saying, "His Highness really wants to marry my sister as soon as possible, so that she won't be missed by too many people and he will be worried every day."

Recalling the red string that Yue Lao had tied around their wrists as a symbol of marriage, she couldn't help but think about it. At this moment, she stared at Feng Yequn, her eyes full of sincerity and determination, and slowly said: "Brother Yequn, it's not that I don't want you to live in my heart. I'm afraid that I can't give you the result you want, but will hurt you greatly! If we continue to sink like this, it will only hurt the three of us deeply."

Feng Yequn's eyes fell on the bright red battle robe on the table, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible and powerful hand, and then ruthlessly crushed. He painfully let go of Luo Ying's hand, covered his chest, and said in a low and suppressed voice: "I finally understand the purpose of his giving you the bright red battle robe, just to remind you and me at all times that you have an engagement with him!"

Luo Ying felt his inner struggle and pain. She comforted him softly, "Brother Ye Qun, you deserve a better girl! Why can't you try to let yourself fall in love with someone else? Why do you have to trap yourself in this dilemma with no end in sight?"

When Feng Yequn heard her words, he felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on him, and he could hardly breathe. He suddenly grabbed Luo Ying's arms, and the force was so great that it seemed that she would crush her bones. Tears welled up in his eyes, and his voice was trembling and painful, almost roaring, "Why do you reject me again and again and push me to others? Do you despise me because I am the prince of the demon world and my status is not as good as their prince of the heavenly world?"

Luo Ying listened to his words, and her heart was like being hit by a heavy hammer, shattered into pieces. She stared at him, her eyes flashing with determination, her voice choked with sobs but full of power: "Why do you think so? I have never despised your identity. The demon world is a place to punish evil, and the heaven is a place to promote good. Each has its own duties. If there is no demon world to punish evil as a warning, how can the heaven promote good be convincing? The heaven and the earth are divided into yin and yang. The day has its benefits, and the night has its responsibilities. If the sun is always shining, how can all things withstand the long-term exposure to the sun? Therefore, you are equal, indispensable, and there is no distinction between superiors and inferiors."

Feng Yequn was deeply moved when he heard her words. He couldn't help but hug her tightly in his arms, his voice trembling with a little bit of suppression: "Since there is no difference, why can't you choose me?"

Luo Ying hugged him tightly, tears silently sliding down her cheeks. Her voice trembled and was full of apology: "I'm sorry, I only have one heart, and I really can't take into account the strong love you two have for me! I'm so miserable! He and I have too many ties, I can't let him go and love you wholeheartedly! But I'm afraid that you will be sad, afraid that you will be upset, and I dare not refuse you. But now I realize that if I don't refuse you, it will only make you fall deeper and deeper and cause you greater harm!"

Feng Yequn gently stroked her head, kissed her soft hair affectionately, and said with a choked voice: "I am the one who should say sorry. I said that my love for you will only be your companion and will not be a burden to you. Now I realize that the deeper I love you, the more I long to have your whole heart."

Feng Yequn gently held Luo Ying's face with both hands and carefully wiped away the tears that slid down her cheeks. His eyes were full of affection, and his voice was gentle but firm: "Give me some more time, let me stay with you until the ten artifacts are collected. If you still can't make up your mind to love me and are still determined to marry him, I will bless you and choose to leave quietly, okay?"

As Luo Ying listened to his words, an indescribable emotion surged in his heart, and finally he couldn't help but nodded slightly.

Feng Ye couldn't help but hold her tightly in his arms, whispering affectionately with a trembling and choking voice: "I really hope you can fall in love with me now and let me take you away, because I don't want you to face tomorrow's battle, the bloody battlefield, the cruelty of devastating the lives of the people! I don't want you to get hurt in the slightest. Sometimes I hate him. If he loves you so much, how can he let you take risks!"

Luo Ying hugged Feng Yequn affectionately, pressed her face against his chest, and said with a trembling but extremely firm voice: "It's not his fault. I am the chosen daughter of heaven. For the sake of the people of the world and for the sake of world peace, I must endure these challenges that ordinary people cannot endure! I hope that there will never be a war between your demon world and the heaven world, otherwise a catastrophe will be inevitable."

Feng Yequn held her in his arms affectionately, gently stroking her hair with his fingers, and said softly: "If you are willing to marry me, the Heaven cannot revive the God of War, and the Demon World cannot revive the Demon God. If you stay in my Demon World, he will also consider his old feelings for you and be afraid of hurting you. It is impossible for him to attack the Demon World, and naturally he cannot start a war. With our efforts, we can definitely stop the war between the gods and demons, but you can't let him go!

In fact, even if you collected all ten divine weapons and refined them into the Sky-Splitting Sword, you still have to sacrifice your body as the God of War and merge it with the Heart of Flame and the Sky-Splitting Sword before the God of War can be resurrected. By then, if he loses you, won’t it be even more painful?

If you marry me, although he will suffer for a while in my demon world, at least you can be saved. Over time, he will slowly accept it! He also has the blessing of the Heaven-Splitting Sword and the Heart of Flame. As long as the demon god does not resurrect, he will be the strongest king in the three realms. Isn't this what he wants? This will also avoid the catastrophe of the world. For the three of us, it is the best choice!"

As Luo Ying listened to his series of words, his heart was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, and ripples began to appear. Time seemed to become slow and heavy at this moment, and every second was filled with indescribable complex emotions.

After a long time, Feng Yequn finally let her go, and his fingers gently slid across her cheek, as if he was afraid of disturbing her thoughts. His voice was low and gentle, as if it had some kind of magic that could soothe the waves in her heart: "Okay, it's late at night, you should go to bed. I'll be at the door, guarding you."

After saying this, Feng Yequn left the tent. Luo Ying lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Feng Yequn's words were like a spell, lingering in her mind: "Even if you collect all the ten artifacts and refine them into the Sky-Splitting Divine Sword, in the end you still have to sacrifice your body of the God of War, merge with the Heart of Flame and the Sky-Splitting Divine Sword, and the God of War can be resurrected. By then, if he loses you, won't it be more painful?"

Luo Ying felt her heart begin to tremble subtly, as if an irresistible force was quietly shaking her originally firm position.