The poisonous concubine

Chapter 597 Heartache and Anger [2]

Feng Duwu really didn't want to cry, but Yan Ye's words made her unable to hold back her tears, which blurred her vision. She wanted to say something to Yan Ye, but in the end all voices stuck in throat.At this moment, she seemed to have lost the instinct to speak.

The barrier has begun to crack, Feng Duwu knows that soon she and Yan Ye will completely disappear in this world, her heart hurts, she thinks more about seeing Shui Jingyue again, thinks more about it Tell him to live well for her and for their children.

And Yanye, this man who is so powerful, she shouldn't end up like this because of her, she really wants to see him send him away, but she can't do it, she is now powerless like a fish on a chopping board slaughter.

"Don't...don't cry..." Before Yan Ye could speak, he vomited out another mouthful of blood.

The bright red blood was left on Feng Duwu's body, stinging her eyes. What could she do to make two men who are unique in the world, one die for her, and the other is about to die for her?
"Yan Ye... I beg you, it's good for you to leave now, I beg you..." Feng Duwu was already sobbing, she really wanted Yan Ye to leave this place while she was still alive, saying that she wanted peace of mind, she I just want Yanye to leave.

Yan Ye's dizzy eyes closed feebly, and he shook his head slowly and almost invisibly.

"boom!"

Finally, the already vulnerable barrier was shattered, Feng Duwu and Yan Ye both sank, and fell directly into the sea below, instantly blinding their eyes, Feng Duwu soon became stagnant for breathing, she no longer wanted to struggle , because no amount of struggle was futile, so she let the icy water eat away at her consciousness little by little, but she held onto Yan Ye tightly.

And the moment they sank into the water, circles of golden light around Yan Ye wrapped him up like ribbons, and slowly pulled him out of the sea. Above the sea was still strong winds, lightning and thunder, all heading towards He came rushing wildly, but was blocked by the golden light, unable to shake him in the slightest.

Soon, Yan Ye's blushing crimson eyes suddenly opened, and Feng Duwu, who was holding onto him tightly, had already started to slip powerlessly. Generally pulled out.Then he quickly moved his dantian to absorb the tide of Yuan Ling. He absorbed it very quickly, and soon he felt his dantian swelled and his body was full of strength. The aperture, which was originally only one-seventh of the illuminated aperture, was fully illuminated as if congested with blood, which meant that his cultivation base had advanced from the elementary level of Tianjun to the peak of Tianjun.

Dragon spirit is really scary!
Yan Ye sighed in his heart, fortunately he advanced in the illusion, otherwise he might not be able to hide it.

Immediately restrained his mind, held the comatose Feng Duwu in one hand, and moved the Yuan Ling in the other hand, twisted the sea water under his feet, pinched the raging wind and lightning, and swung an extremely violent fist, and the world they were in was shattered , the two of them suddenly became dark.

Yan Ye woke up almost instantly. After waking up, Yan Ye was already in the Dragon Palace. Naturally, he was not in the Dragon Tomb, but in the side hall of the Shuijingyue Palace. Arriving at the dormitory, seeing Shui Jingyue sitting on the bed with Feng Duwu in her arms, she stopped in her tracks.

But the sound of his footsteps still startled Shui Jingyue, but Shui Jingyue didn't even raise her eyes, her long and thin eyelashes drooped, her gaze fell on Feng Duwu: "We owe nothing."

Yan Ye was taken aback by Shui Jingyue's words, and then the corners of his lips raised slightly, his shallow smile was slightly bitter, and it was true that he did not owe each other.

Few people in the world know what kind of price others will pay for absorbing the Dragon Spirit and Dragon Emperor in Longling, but Yan Ye knows that he didn't even think that Shui Jingyue would endure that inhuman torture. After buying time, Shui Jingyue not only endured torture for this, but also helped him recover his cultivation, and even allowed him to advance to a higher level. After all, he took advantage of it...

Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Yan Ye took a few steps forward in a graceful manner: "You... are you okay?"

Yan Ye has never tasted the punishment of whipping with a dragon whip, but he understands what it means. Although Shui Jingyue seems to have nothing, but Yan Ye is still a little worried.Because he knew that Shui Jingyue let him absorb a lot of dragon spirits. In order not to shake the foundation of Dragon Palace, the dragon spirits he could absorb were probably very limited...

"No problem." Shui Jingyue said two words lightly.

Yan Ye knew that even if Shui Jingyue had something to say, he would not tell him, so his eyes turned around Feng Duwu, and he left Shui Jingyue's bedroom in silence, and when he went out, he saw the little prince and Yingying's bone A few, just nodded and said hello.

When the little prince saw Yan Ye coming out, his purple eyes were filled with blood.

How smart he is, and how keen he is. Yan Ye has the aura of dragon spirit on his body, which cannot be seen by others, and cannot escape his eyes. His father actually absorbed the dragon spirit for him. He knew what price his father would have to pay for Yan Ye to absorb the dragon spirit, and he understood the horror of the whipping punishment better than Yan Ye.That was his royal father, his biological father, how could his heart not ache?

Although it hurts, the little prince can't vent his anger on Yan Ye, because he believes that his father must have a reason for doing what he did. The little fist tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, and finally he calmed down, and walked slowly towards the inside go.

"Father... When will mother wake up?" The little prince never mentioned Shui Jingyue's injury, because he knew that his father didn't need him to care about it.

"The blood curse has been broken. Your mother is just a little weak because she is pregnant, and she will wake up soon." After experiencing a death, Shui Jingyue was not as strict with the little prince as before, and her voice was rarely gentle and patient. .

This kind of change made the little prince's heart twitch. He was tired of his mother and didn't want to stay longer. He was afraid that if he stayed longer, he would not be able to suppress his emotions, so he tried his best to maintain a normal tone: "In this case, my son still has something to do." Waiting to be dealt with, the boy will leave for the time being, if the mother wakes up, the father will send someone to inform the boy."

How could Shui Jingyue not understand her own son? Shui Jingyue, who had been reluctant to leave Feng Duwu's eyes, finally raised her head to look at her son. She shook her head, but said nothing, the corners of her lips slightly raised and nodded to the little prince.

The little prince looked at such a father, his heart was in a mess, and his eyes were a little sore. He didn't know how his father maintained such a weak and invisible appearance, but he knew that his father's injury was really serious and serious. He was heavy, so he took a deep breath: "Father...Father take care of yourself, and my son will retire."

After finishing speaking, the little prince flew out almost like escaping.

(End of this chapter)