Abandoned wife in the bridal chamber: General, you are divorced

Chapter 328 Like a Docile Little Sheep

The moment the black butterfly appeared, many strange scenes suddenly appeared in her mind.

Full of blood, killing, and death...

Even though she had performed countless assassination missions in the sacrificial hall, with countless blood stains on her hands, she had never seen such a scene full of despair, like an endless hell.

Why, would she see such a scene?
And, why, she suddenly sprouted an almost crazy sense of hatred?Even this feeling of hatred is aimed at the man beside her——

Yes.

At that moment, she suddenly had endless killing intent towards Murong Fengyuan.

If she hadn't instinctively sensed that something was wrong, she would have lowered her anger in her dantian and stuck to her heart at the first moment, perhaps the soft sword in her hand would have pierced through his chest again.

Given his defenselessness against her, that blow must have hit the nail on the head.

Thinking of this, Jun Chuyue couldn't help feeling terrified, and the eyes that looked at Ming Die became more indifferent.

This thing seems to be able to control people's mind.

It must be removed quickly!

Murong Fengyuan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that she was fine, but his eyes were still full of worry for her, so he said: "You are tired, take a rest, I will come here."

"Need not."

Jun Chuyue flatly refused.

She took two steps forward and stared at the butterfly, as if she wanted to see through something. Immediately afterwards, both of them moved at the same time. As fast as lightning, facing the butterfly is like the continuous interlacing of streamer and ink marks——

The more she fought, the more frightened she became.

The moves used by this Hades butterfly turned out to be like a copy, exactly the same as hers.

Although it seems ridiculous that a butterfly can use martial arts moves, she would never believe it before, but now it is an indelible fact.

What monsters did they encounter! ?
……

Murong Fengyuan's face was cold, his clear and handsome face was like a frozen glacier, he didn't know what he was thinking, he stood motionless in place, his phoenix eyes were fixed on the one person and one butterfly in the fierce battle.

It is impossible for ordinary people to see their actions clearly, but they cannot hide it from him.

With a strong inner strength, he can see clearly every time they miss each other and every collision.

Naturally, it can be seen that his little wife is already unable to do what she wants.

But that damned Hades Butterfly became more and more vigorous, its wings were like sharp blades, and it could barely cut through the woman's body several times...

Suddenly, the man's footsteps, which had not moved all this time, moved.

Jun Chuyue saw a tall figure suddenly appearing in front of her, covering her tightly like a mountain, and grabbed the huge butterfly that was rushing towards her with her hands and pulled it in front of her.

Mingdie didn't have time to dodge, and at the same time, the soft sword in her hand didn't have time to stop.

It just pierced through his shoulder straight, pierced through the front shoulder with a puff of blood mist, and pierced through the back shoulder, hitting the head of the butterfly.

"squeak--"

Ming Die let out an incomparably sharp scream in an instant, and the next second, the man swung the epee with one hand, and the sword fell with one hand, Ming Die's head was slapped to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the whole body seemed to be weathered, turning into countless particles in the blink of an eye and dissipating between the sky and the earth...

Jun Chuyue was stunned, and her hand unconsciously left the hilt, trembling slightly.

It wasn't until the man turned sideways, inserted the epee into the ground, freed his uninjured arm, raised his hand to caress her cheek and said, "Madam, pull out the sword first and then stay in a daze, okay?" Come back to God.

"Murong Fengyuan!!"

The woman who came back to her senses suddenly became furious, and the man who roared angrily shrank his neck subconsciously.

bad...

It seems to be annoying his little wife again.

Jun Chuyue hastily dug out a small porcelain bottle, which contained the hemostatic powder she had ground and carried with her as a spare, and took a soft cloth to cover his wound, and could not help cursing while drawing her sword: "Bastard, you really Do you think you are immortal, how can you be like this, what if the angle of my sword is not right, and what pierces is not the shoulder, but other vital parts?"

"No." Murong Fengyuan said weakly, "I came here because my husband calculated the angle..."

Dang!

Jun Chuyue threw the drawn soft sword on the ground fiercely: "Say it again?!"

"...don't dare."

The man who was yelled at did not have the slightest momentum in the past. He lowered his head like a docile and harmless sheep, and muttered in a low voice: "At that time, I could only think of this method to catch it, and it was not intentional..."

"Um?!"

"..."

Following the woman's deliberately elongated rising syllable, Murong Fengyuan completely shut up and dared not speak.

While dressing him with medicine, Jun Chuyue scolded bitterly: "You deserve it, why didn't you stab you to death with a sword just now, and if you stabbed to death, there would be no more nonsense. Let's see if you still dare to mess around..."

Although the tone of the mouth is not kind, the movements of the hands are extremely gentle.

After a while, after treating the wound, he put the robe back together again, and frowned when he saw the two blood holes on the shoulder: "This robe can't be worn anymore, but fortunately we brought a spare one when we came out, and we went into the house Go get another one."

Their luggage was still at the old woman's house, Murong Fengyuan went in and changed into a robe, and when he came out, he saw many people surrounded him from all directions, they were all skinny old men and women, he frowned unconsciously, and hurried forward Habitually stretched out his hand to protect the woman.

"you--"

Just as he was about to speak, he only said two words, when he saw these old men suddenly kneel down to them tremblingly.

One of the old men said in a trembling voice: "Benefactor, we have all seen it, you killed the ghost, saved us, saved our Lijia Village, but we are old and weak, and half of our body has been buried in the loess, so there is really no reward in this life. If the benefactors don't give up, there are 27 people left in our Lijia Village, and we would like to make an oath to repay the two benefactors as cows and horses in the next life."

The two looked at each other.

Although these people kept praising their benefactors and inviting them to go home to rest, but after such a thing happened, the two of them had no intention of staying any longer. After lighting a fire to see the dead old couple off, they hurriedly left on horseback here.

……

Ming Luo Empire, the Temple of Sacrifice.

Everything was as calm as usual. In the dark hall, the walls on both sides reflected flickering lights year after year, outlining a cold scene.

Suddenly, a black shadow passed by, and disappeared in the hall, as fast as if it had never happened.

Only a faint chuckle resounded on the high steps——

"Ah……"

……

Maybe it was because the events in Lijia Village were too depressing. After Murong Fengyuan and Jun Chuyue left, they didn't have any intention of admiring the scenery along the way, so they naturally accelerated their speed, and they entered the city before nightfall.

(End of this chapter)