The sturdy favorite concubine: the remnant king is coming to the bowl

Chapter 414 Yueji commits suicide
Feng Qianya wanted to set off to stop An Ling Yifeng, but she was helpless, her tearful almond eyes looked at An Ling Yifeng distressedly, "I will not be happy if you die, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life, stop. "

At this moment, the palace door was pushed open, Ziyou, Feng Qingjue, Xiao Momo, Xuanyuan Mochen, the eight elders, Gu Ju, Yu Xiaohan, Xuanyuan Liluo, Xixi, Xinyao Fairy, and Yueji all walked in.

The eight elders sensed that something was wrong, so they came in with the others. Seeing that Anling Yifeng was being burned by the holy fire, the eight elders finally understood that before they got married today, he asked them what other things they could do to save the saint besides marrying the saint. Because of the method, no wonder he asked the eight of them to teach him how to perform the holy fire technique?It turned out that he wanted to die for the saint.

Seeing that everyone was coming, Feng Qianya cried, "What are you still doing? Save him!"

Hearing the words, the eight elders immediately cast spells to extinguish the holy fire, but found that Anling Yifeng had set up a barrier.

Xuanyuan Mochen immediately jumped in front of Feng Qianya, his phoenix eyes looked at her affectionately, and asked solemnly: "Ya'er, what happened? What is he doing?"

Feng Qianya looked up at Xuanyuan Mochen with a hint of surprise in her eyes, "Do you still remember me? Yifeng wants to fulfill us, and he wants to die for me."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mochen stared in disbelief at An Ling Yifeng, who had collapsed and only had half of his body left. Complicated emotions filled his phoenix eyes, and his eyes were a little moist. He didn't know what to say, He sacrificed so much for him and his Ya'er.

An Ling Yifeng stared at Xuanyuan Mochen, with a faint smile on his lips, "Xuanyuan Mochen... I... made it... you and Ya'er, promise me that you must... make her happy..."

Feng Qingjue's moist eyes stared at Anling Yifeng distressedly, "Yifeng, you fool, you actually sacrificed yourself for Xiao Youyou, senior brother gave you all his skills, you are dead, sorry Brother?"

An Lingyifeng frowned like a picture, his brows were full of pain, the pain from being burned by the fire made him miserable, and his voice was weak, "I... I'm sorry, Master, please... Third Martial Uncle... on your behalf I apologize to Master..."

Seeing that Anling Yifeng was doing this for her daughter, Ziyou cried so hard that she couldn't make a sound.

Xiao Momo's light brown eyes were also filled with tears, and he cried, "Uncle Anling, don't die, don't die, Momo begs you not to die..."

An Ling Yifeng's clear eyes became weaker and weaker, "Mo... Mo Mo, be a... filial son, filial to you... Father and... Queen Mother..."

Yu Xiaohan, Gu Ju, Xuanyuan Liluo, Xixi, the eight elders were also moved when they saw Anling Yifeng being burned by the holy fire.

Yue Ji stared at the man burned by the fire in disbelief, how much he loved Feng Qianya, and was willing to die in order to fulfill her.

Even she was moved by him, compared to his love for Feng Qianya, her love for Xuanyuan Mochen was not love at all, it was possession.

At this time, the eight elders opened the barrier, and were about to cast spells to extinguish the holy fire, when Fairy Xinyao flew into the holy fire.

Seeing this, the people present were all surprised.

Seeing Fairy Xinyao flying into the holy fire, Ziyou called out worriedly: "Yao'er, what are you doing?"

Anling Yifeng's clear eyes also stared at Fairy Xinyao in shock, with a weak voice, "Xin...Fairy Xinyao, you...what are you here for? Get out."

At the end of the sentence, An Ling Yifeng wanted to push her out, but he was powerless, and his raised hand fell down feebly.

Seeing this, Fairy Xinyao endured the burning pain of the holy fire, looked at An Ling Yifeng with a pale face, held his hanging hand, and looked at him with eyes full of tears, "An Ling... Yifeng, you are a...fool, incomprehensible, you are willing...to be wiped out in order to...make the woman you love, and I... am also a fool. You can't even see me, now, I hurt you... all the pain, I accompany you... to ashes, at the last moment of your life, you will...remember me...you are the one who loves me..."

Although Fairy Xinyao is a fairy, she has only practiced for a short time after all, and Anling Yifeng has all the skills of Xiaoyangzi, so she can persist for so long, but she was only burned by the holy fire for a while, and her body started from the feet. Collapsed, disappeared.

Seeing this, An Ling Yifeng stared at her with clear eyes full of tears, distressed and puzzled, "You...why did you...do this?"

Fairy Xinyao caressed Anling Yifeng's face with her blood-red hands burned by the holy fire, tears rolled down her eyes, "Because...a fool fell in love with...a fool."

Hearing this, An Lingyi's heart was shocked, his eyes full of tears fixed on her tightly, his bloody hand burnt by the holy fire strenuously caressed her face, at this moment he only had her in his eyes.

And she only had him in her eyes.

The two looked at each other, letting the holy fire burn their bodies, burning them to ashes little by little.

When Feng Qianya saw this, the tears falling from her almond eyes had already wetted her beautiful face.

She glanced at the eight elders and saw that they were casting spells to extinguish the holy flame, she cried, "Save them quickly!"

The eight elders tried their best to extinguish the holy fire, but the holy fire burned more and more.

In the end, they could only watch Anling Yifeng and Fairy Xinyao being wiped out in the holy fire.

When the two disappeared, the holy fire went out by itself, and the body-holding technique that An Ling Yifeng cast on Feng Qianya also disappeared by itself.

"Yifeng... Yifeng..."

As soon as she could move, Feng Qianya rushed from Xuanyuan Mochen's arms to the place where Anling Yifeng and Fairy Xinyao disappeared. Her slender hands searched the ground, trying to find Anling Yifeng and Fairy Xinyao The only trace left was that she only found the phoenix ring left by An Ling Yifeng, and there was no trace left by them.

Tears kept falling from her apricot eyes, she fell to the ground, looked up at the empty hall, and shouted sadly: "An Ling Yifeng, you fool, Yao'er is right, you are a fool, all of you It's a fool...you all come back to me..."

Si Yunyi died for her, she was already very sad, now that An Ling Yifeng was also wiped out for her, how could she bear it?

"Yifeng...Yao'er, you all come back, I beg you to come back..."

Feng Qianya fell to the ground, crying for An Lingyi and Fairy Xinyao, her heart hurts so much at this moment, why should someone die because of her?Why?
Had she committed some heinous crime?Why should someone die because of her?

Was it wrong for her to want to be with the one she loved?
Seeing Feng Qianya crying, Xuanyuan Mochen was heartbroken, and he also felt distressed. He knew that Si Yunyi's death had already dealt a great blow to her, and with the addition of An Ling Yifeng and Fairy Xinyao, she would definitely not be able to bear it. Living.

"Ya'er..." He pulled her into his arms distressedly, his phoenix eyes were filled with tears, and he was filled with grief. If their happiness was obtained in exchange for An Ling Yifeng's death, he would not be happy either. , he will feel guilty and blame himself for the rest of his life.

Feng Qianya wept in Xuanyuan Mochen's arms until she couldn't make a sound, and Xuanyuan Mochen's robe was soaked with tears that kept falling.

Everyone present was in tears, even the eight elders were in tears. The reason why they acted as villains to match Feng Qianya and An Ling Yifeng was because they didn't want anyone to die, but someone still died.

Xiao Momo looked at the eight elders with tear-filled eyes, and cried, "Eight grandpas, save Uncle Anling and Sister Yao'er!"

The eight elders all frowned deeply, their faces solemn.

Elder Ling's eyes were also red, tears were misty, "Momo, it's too late, they have already disappeared into ashes and disappeared between the heaven and the earth."

"No... no, I want Uncle Anling and Sister Yao'er to come back to life, I don't want them to die, uh...I don't want them to die, I don't want them to die!"

Ziyou stepped forward and hugged Xiao Momo into her arms, her face was also full of tears, "Momo doesn't cry... Momo doesn't cry..."

Ziyou comforted Xiao Momo not to cry, but she herself cried until she couldn't make a sound.

Feng Qingjue hugged both of them into his arms, he grew up watching An Ling Yifeng grow up, now that An Ling Yifeng is gone, he is heartbroken.

He has already felt sorry for his senior brother, and now even his only apprentice has been wiped out, and he is even more ashamed of his senior brother, ashamed to see him again.

Lonely, Xixi, both of them had tears in their eyes, weeping softly, they were also moved by An Ling Yifeng and Fairy Xinyao.

Yu Xiaohan and Xuanyuan Liluo, although they are men, their eyes are red and moist.

Yue Ji's eyes were blurred with tears. She never knew that loving someone could be so much. An Ling Yifeng was willing to die for Feng Qianya, and Fairy Xinyao was willing to accompany An Ling Yifeng to disappear in ashes.

Their love could move the heavens and the earth, but she kept saying that she loved Xuanyuan Mochen, but she just wanted to be with him and didn't care whether he would be happy with her at all.

If you really love someone, you should make him happy.

Anling Yifeng and Fairy Xinyao deeply moved her. The moment they disappeared, she understood what true love is.

She walked up to Feng Qianya and Xuanyuan Mochen, and looked at the two people who were hugging each other tightly with tears in her eyes. There was no jealousy in her heart, but only distressed, distressed that they love each other so much, but they have to go through twists and turns to be together.

Anling Yifeng fulfilled them, but Feng Qianya would still die. Anling Yifeng's fulfillment only saved Mo Mo, but not Feng Qianya. They still couldn't be together.

In the end, Chen, whom she loves, will die for Feng Qianya.

The tears in Yueji's eyes kept falling, she looked at Feng Qianya affectionately, and asked: "Feng Qianya, if I am willing to be your soul, will you accept me?"

Hearing Yue Ji's words, Feng Qianya raised her eyes from Xuanyuan Mochen's arms and looked at her without any hesitation, her tone was firm, "I would rather die than accept you, in my eyes, you are not a soul, But a real woman, I would rather die than share a husband with you."

"Hehe..." Yueji smiled sadly, her tearful eyes looked affectionately at Xuanyuan Mochen, "Chen, what about you? You will really die for her, and live and die with her."

Xuanyuan Mochen didn't look at Yue Ji, he tightened his arms, hugged Feng Qianya tightly, and looked at her affectionately, "No one can separate us anymore, Ya'er and I live and die together."

Feng Qianya's tearful eyes looked at Xuanyuan Mochen movedly, she leaned tightly in his arms, and put her arms around him, his baby finally figured it out, instead of letting them live with guilt and self-blame, they would rather die .

An Ling Yifeng's sacrifice saved Mo Mo, it doesn't matter whether they can stay together forever, the important thing is that they are inseparable through life and death.

Yue Ji saw that Feng Qianya and Xuanyuan Mochen had made up their minds to live and die together, the tears in her eyes became more violent, but she also completely gave up.

Xuanyuan Mochen would never love her, even if she was willing to be Feng Qianya's soul, they didn't need her.

She cried and backed away, until she was ten steps away from everyone, and then she looked at everyone.

Her eyes full of tears looked at Zi You, and she cried, "Mother... Thank you for your concern for me, thank you for treating me like a daughter, now my daughter is leaving, mother, take care."

When Ziyou heard Yueji's words, her tear-filled eyes looked at her worriedly, "Yue'er, what are you going to do?"

Yue Ji cried silently, letting the tears fall from her eyes, a sharp dagger was added in her hand, and it stabbed into her throat without any hesitation, bright red blood oozed out instantly, staining the sharp dagger in her hand red. The dagger on her chest was also stained red.

Seeing this, Ziyou stared at her with distressed eyes blurred by tears, "Yue'er, why are you doing this? Why are you doing this?"

When Xuanyuan Mochen, Feng Qianya and everyone saw that Yue Ji committed suicide, they all stared at her in surprise.

Yue Ji's face was extremely pale, and the tears that kept pouring from her eyes slid down her chin to her throat, mixing with the bright red blood.

She stared weakly at Ziyou, Xuanyuan Mochen, and Feng Qianya, with a weak voice, "Mother...Chen...Feng...Qianya, I...should...call you...sister is, sister , I...know that you...hate me, I...shouldn't have come to...this world, I am... redundant, sister...don't need me, brother-in-law...don't need me either, I Living... has no meaning. I know that everyone... hates me. In this life, I... have committed a lot of crimes. If there is a... next life, I... don't want to have... my sister's appearance, don't... When my sister's shadow..."

"Pfft..." Yueji said this, spat out a big mouthful of blood, slipped and fell to the ground.

"Moon..."

Seeing this, Ziyou was about to step forward when Yueji stared at her with tearful eyes and shook her head, "Mother... don't come over, let... let me finish my sentence, I... I have a Soul Gathering Orb in my body, The reason why my ghost... can be reborn as a human is because of the skills of... the soul-gathering pearl and... the black... flame demon. One body, can't be taken out, only...as long as I die, I will...disappear, and the...soul-gathering orb will appear..., I don't know...whether...the soul-gathering orb...can save...sister, but ...but it's... the only... thing I can do."

After saying that, her tearful eyes turned to Feng Qianya who was staring at her in shock, and she showed the most sincere and beautiful smile, "Sister... sister, I'm sorry... I'm sorry, goodbye..."

She cried and looked at Xuanyuan Mochen, her tone weak and weak, "Chen, I'm sorry, never...farewell."

After she finished speaking, she gradually closed her eyes, and her body turned white and transparent before disappearing completely.

After she disappeared, the Soul Gathering Orb was suspended in mid-air.

"Yue'er..." Seeing Yueji disappear, Ziyou cried again, she had regarded her as her daughter, how could she not be heartbroken when she disappeared?
Seeing Yue Ji disappear, Xiao Momo's tears kept falling from his small eyes. He still can't believe that Yue Ji would commit suicide in order to fulfill his father, queen and queen.

Feng Qianya stared at the place where Yue Ji disappeared, the tears in her almond eyes poured down more fiercely, she leaned against Xuanyuan Mochen's arms, because she was too sad and cried for too long, she was pregnant again, and once again He passed out in Xuanyuan Mochen's arms.

Xuanyuan Mochen saw Yueji disappear, although he didn't love her, but she sacrificed for him and his Ya'er, how could he not dare to move at all.

Seeing Feng Qianya fainted in his arms, he called worriedly: "Ya'er... Ya'er..."

Seeing Feng Qianya fainted, the others were also worried.

The eight elders took the Soul Gathering Orb back into their hands.

Elder Ling looked at the Soul-gathering Orb in his hand, maybe they could have a try, using the Soul-gathering Orb and their century-old skills to keep Feng Qianya from being lost.

Immediately, he walked up to Xuanyuan Mochen, looked at him and said, "The left envoy will carry the saint girl to the bed first, and I'll try it with the Soul Gathering Orb, maybe it can keep the saint girl from dying."

When Xuanyuan Mochen heard the words, he immediately carried Feng Qianya to the bed.

Immediately, except for him and the eight elders who stayed in the Holy Maiden Palace, everyone else temporarily left the Holy Maiden Palace and waited outside.

The eight elders first let Feng Qianya swallow the Soul Gathering Orb, and then the eight of them cast spells together...

This casting is for a full day.

next day
When Feng Qianya woke up, the eight elders had finished casting the spell, and she opened her eyes to meet Xuanyuan Mochen's affectionate phoenix eyes.

"Ya'er, you're finally awake." Xuanyuan Mochen looked at her affectionately, his phoenix eyes were stained with a smile, and then he stretched out his hand to help her up.

After sitting up, Feng Qianya realized that not only Xuanyuan Mochen was there, but also eight elders were there, and all eight of them seemed to have smiles on their faces.

Seeing their relaxed expressions, she raised her eyes to Xuanyuan Mochen, and asked with a hint of expectation: "Baby, have Yifeng and the others come back to life?"

Hearing her mention of Anling Yifeng and Fairy Xinyao, Xuanyuan Mochen's face became a bit more dignified, and his big white hand caressed her somewhat pale face, "Ya'er, no."

Hearing this, Feng Qianya's eyes darkened, and she knew, how could it be possible for them to be resurrected?

At this time, Elder Ling looked at her and said: "The saint is fine, I will succeed, there is a soul-gathering orb in the saint's body, and she will not be scattered again. Fortunately, Yueji left the soul-gathering orb, which is a great fortune." .”

(End of this chapter)