Chapter 12

Sure enough, as Qing Yiying expected, Feng Yuchen, the real fairy, died quietly the night Xing Yu came. -
When examining Feng Yuchen's body, Qing Yiying was surprised to find that the powder on his body was almost the same as the powder on Xing Yu's fingers. -
If you don't want to know, it must be Xing Yu who killed him. -
It's really worthy of being the protector Xingyu of the Misty Pavilion, who can kill Feng Yuchen, a real fairy, in a room. -
After all, Feng Yuchen is also the head of Xianling Mountain, and even he has no chance of winning if he fights with him. How powerful is someone who can kill him with a single blow, let alone a Dharma protector with such ability , one can imagine how profound the gang leader's martial arts should be.Thinking of this Qing Yiying felt awe, not fear, but sincere admiration. -
Qing Yiying, who hurried down from Xianling Mountain, went straight to Qingshan... -
In the Moonwater Garden. -
"Senior Yun, it's bad!" Qing Yiying was so tired that she was out of breath. -
Seeing that Yun Wu was also in the Moonwater Garden, Qing Yiying walked into Yun Zhongshan and groaned softly in his ear. -
Yun Zhongshan's complexion suddenly changed, and he couldn't help screaming up to the sky, saying: "The fragrance rises, the end of the phoenix, and after a hundred days, the death of Yun". -
At that time, Yun Wu's chest hurt again, and she was helped into the house by the servant girl. -
"I'm afraid my daughter's poison can't be cured. Her life expectancy is only a hundred days. Are you willing to marry her?" -
Qing Yiying nodded without hesitation:-
As long as I can be with her, even for a day, I am willing. -
"Yun Wu won't agree?" Qing Yiying sighed helplessly...-
Inside the house, it was silent and cold. -
"Yun'er, are you feeling better?" Yun Zhongshan helped the weak Yun Wu. -
"It's better, Dad." Yun Wu suppressed the pain in her chest and forced a smile. -
"If father marry you to Qing Yiying, would you agree?"-
"Daughter has no objection." -
Although Yun Wu still loves Mu Qiuhan, this love separated by yin and yang is too hard. Instead of living in the pain of a fruitless love, it is better to choose to be loved. She wants to forget him and find a happy time again. . -
The news of the marriage between Qingyun and Qingyun quickly spread throughout the Jianghu. -
Time is like water, fleeting... -
Yun Wu was dressed in a red Xiapi, and walked into the red wedding hall amidst cheers, Qing Yiying held her hand tightly, at this moment, he promised her forever. -
"Yun Zhongshan, don't be too happy!" Mu Qiuhan suddenly appeared in white, breaking the festive atmosphere. -
Yun Zhongshan, who was originally smiling, couldn't help clenching his fists at this moment. -
"Qiu Han!" Yun Wu exclaimed in bewilderment. -
Qing Yiying saw Mu Qiuhan couldn't help but embrace Yun Wu behind her. -
Seeing this scene, Mu Qiuhan's heart suddenly flashed with anger, and he jumped to Yun Wu's side, grabbed her slender and slender hands as cold as jade, and said to Qing Yiying beside him in a firm tone: "She can only marry Give me!"-
"Mu Qiuhan, stop messing around!" Yun Zhongshan's face seemed to darken. -
In an instant, a cold sword hovered over Yun Zhongshan's neck, "The old thing made you live for three years longer, today is your death day, don't forget the misty revenge!" -
"No, Qiuhan, don't kill my father!" Yun Wu looked at Mu Qiuhan who was holding a cold sword. -
"That's all, the blame has its head, and the debt has its owner. Yiying, help me take care of Yun'er." After saying those words, Yun Zhongshan was already standing in a pool of his own blood. -
The festive wedding turned into a funeral, and all the guests present left in a hurry. -
"Father, why do you want to leave me?" Yun Wu's tears had already flowed out, she helped Yun Zhongshan lying in the sea of ​​blood, and gently wiped the blood on his face, who can be blamed for this?It's all his fault. -
(End of this chapter)

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