Chapter 1871 Young Mistress, No!

Waiting for the night...

Nine Protectors!

Their almost uniform movements and their expressions of being ready for battle eventually caused Feng Qianxun to look back blankly, eyes full of blood and tears, and looked towards the side hall emptyly and blankly...

Ye You is dead!
The man she loved so much never waited for her return, didn't even give her a last chance, and completely left her...

Feng Qianxun's heart also became as dead ashes, apart from sadness, there was no longer any waves, but...

In a daze, there was a voice in Feng Qianxun's heart that kept shouting...

Shouting for her to look in the direction Yeyi and the others are heading towards...

The power of chaos?

No matter how weak Feng Qianxun's spiritual power is at this time, she can still perceive that chaotic power that comes from the same source as her chaotic power...

His eyes were still sad and empty...

Feng Qianxun's whole body was swept by sadness, she almost subconsciously raised her hand, towards the side door where Yeyi and the others were rushing to, just grabbing it from the air...

"Young Mistress!"

"Young Mistress!"

"..."

"..."

Seeing this, Ye Yi and the others turned pale with fright. Seeing Feng Qianxun's grasping power shooting towards the side hall, they almost subconsciously flew up to block it, but...

"puff!"

"puff!"

"..."

"..."

Even if Feng Qianxun was overwhelmed with the power of chaos, it was not something Ye Yi and the others could contend with!

It was just a moment of collision!

The grasping force shot out by Feng Qianxun knocked Ye Yi and the others flying backwards, mouthfuls of blood rushed out...

The power of grasping passed helplessly in front of Yeyi and the others...

Go straight to the side hall and sweep away...

But in the blink of an eye, a holy golden scroll flew towards Feng Qianxun from the air...

"Young Mistress, you can't!"

When Ye Yi saw this, his eyes were about to burst, he struggled to get up and wanted to stop him again, the other eight guardians saw this, and it was the same, but...

Just when they were about to make another move, Feng Qianxun turned her head blankly and looked at them with a blank expression...

That look...

It seems to be extremely sad, leaving nothing but confusion...

Let the actions of Ye Yi and the others almost subconsciously stagnate!
At the moment when their movements were sluggish, the holy golden scroll had already fallen into Feng Qianxun's hands...

Holding Ye Youming's cold body in one hand, and the holy golden scroll in the other, Feng Qianxun finally closed her eyes slowly, letting two lines of blood and tears fall from her eyes...

If there is an invisible power of chaos, Feng Qianxun wraps the scroll in his hand in it, and Feng Qianxun closes his eyes, sensing the content written on the scroll...

silence!

Terrible silence!

Gradually spread in the hall!
Watching the oracle fall into the hands of Feng Qianxun, no matter it was Ye Yi and the other nine guardians, or Ye Se and the priests, they couldn't help showing complex expressions on their faces...

They finally...

Still can't keep it a secret!
After Ye Youming left, Qianxun finally...

Ye Yi and the others still had blood hanging from the corners of their mouths, and they looked at Feng Qianxun's expression solemnly. They didn't step forward or back away for a while, they didn't know what to do...

Tuantuan and Ayu originally wanted to comfort their mother, but...

But because the surrounding atmosphere was too weird, he had to stop the steps he wanted to approach...

what happened?
Why are grandfather and grandmother looking so dignified?
There are also nine guardians, what is the reason for their appearance as if they are facing a great enemy?
Daddy is gone, what they should do most now...

(End of this chapter)

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