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

Chapter 468 Pretending to be My Wife
This time, however, things backfired.

She only felt that the force of the shot was like a mud cow entering the sea and disappearing without a trace in a blink of an eye.

"..."

Jun Chuyue was stunned, and reached out to touch it with a glimmer of hope, but it turned out that what should be there was still there, and the invisible wall was still standing intact, without any change due to her blow just now.

No way? !

She couldn't help the corners of her eyes twitching, and then became even more impatient.

I saw that the woman who was exactly like her was hugging Murong Fengyuan from behind at this moment, and the man's back was facing this direction. Although she couldn't see his expression at the moment, the distance was enough for her to listen to their conversation clearly—

Immediately afterwards, the man's deep voice came to her ears with the wind: "You're back?"

"..."

Why come back!

That's not her at all!
Keep your eyes open and see clearly, okay?

Jun Chuyue stared at the situation over there and felt mad, but she was helpless, because she found that no matter how much she shouted, her voice seemed to be blocked by the invisible wall. There was no response.

He treated that "imitation" with the utmost tenderness, just as he did when he treated her on weekdays.

She didn't believe in evil, seeing that the sound could not pass through, she touched the invisible wall and penetrated her true energy into the soles of her feet, and rushed upwards with light kung fu——

One foot, two feet, three feet...

She staggered her feet upwards on the wall, trying to find a place to pass through, but as she rose higher and higher, her disappointment became greater and greater.

No!

Seeing that she was almost able to see the Peach Blossom Valley at a glance, but she still didn't even find a hole that could allow her to pass through.

Could it be that the damn wall has been going up for nine days?Jun Chuyue was extremely disgusted in her heart, and she accidentally slipped her foot and fell from the air immediately. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and her body was flexible, so she fell to the ground without any danger——

It's just that the time was wasted again.

"..."

Perhaps because she understood that it was useless to be anxious, Jun Chuyue gritted her back molars, took a deep breath to force herself to calm down, her eyes turned and fell on the "imitation".

picture!
It's so similar!
Even though she watched it by herself for so long, she still couldn't see any flaws, her tone and actions were the same as hers, and it even made her feel like she was looking at herself as a bystander after her soul came out of her body.

Even if she thinks so, it's normal for him not to see Murong Fengyuan...

Jun Chuyue thought in frustration, but couldn't tell what it was like.

It turns out that he always treats her like this...

Although she has long been used to getting along with him, but seeing it from the perspective of a spectator at this time, Jun Chuyue stared blankly for a while, and suddenly heard the words of "imitation product" begging for a hug, and she seemed to regain consciousness in an instant , his eyes suddenly sank——

No!

The husband is hers, how can she be allowed to get involved?

Even if it is a "fake product" it will not work!

She raised her head and glanced at the sky, the top is not good, what about the side?This wall can't even have a margin, can it?

Just as I was thinking about it, another sentence came from my ear, "Take the sky as your cover and the earth as your hut".

This is this!
Jun Chuyue's face suddenly darkened.

Although she wasn't sure how long it was, but when she thought that her husband was being "fingered", she took a breath and didn't think much about it. She put one hand on the invisible wall and was about to rush forward.

At this moment, the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh pierced the air.

Jun Chuyue: "..."

She stared blankly at the situation on the other side of the wall, unconsciously and slowly retracting what she had just stepped out——

I saw the man drew his sword at some point, one end of the epee was in his hand, and the other end was piercing through the chest of the "imitation" without any hesitation.

Although it wasn't her, Jun Chuyue couldn't help but gasped a little when she saw that face that was exactly like her own.

Murong Fengyuan, he...

Did he find out that the person next to him at the moment was a fake?

But how did he find out?
Not only her, but the "imitation product" over there also had the same question. She lowered her head in a daze, and her eyes fell on the sharp blade pierced through her chest, showing an expression of disbelief.

"Husband..." she said, "Why?"

Murong Fengyuan's phoenix eyes were half-closed, and his handsome face was as indifferent as ice. When she asked this "why", with a twist of her wrist, the epee flipped half a circle in her body, and then pulled it out fiercely. out--

But for ordinary people, when they are stirred up by a sharp weapon like this, their internal organs are smashed, and even Da Luo Jinxian can't save them.

"You are not her."

The man said indifferently, his tone was no longer pampered just now, and his eyes were even colder, as if they could freeze human blood inch by inch, showing a trace of disgust: "A mere evil spirit dares to pretend to be my wife."

Hearing this, the "imitation product" chuckled lightly: "You can see it, how did you see it? I think I am exactly the same as her, there is no difference..."

Suffering such a serious injury, if someone else would have died at this moment, but this "imitation product" is as if nothing happened, still smiling lightly, and what flows out of her wound is not bright red blood, but large patches of pink and white peach blossom.

Sure enough, is there a problem with this lover's valley?
Murong Fengyuan's eyes were cold, and he raised his sword again.

Swish!
With a soft sound, the head of the "imitation product" flew out from the neck, turned half a circle in the air, and the wind blew instantly, and the body that was still in place turned into countless peach blossoms and flew away in the sky.

"..."

Jun Chuyue had a panoramic view of this scene, and like Murong Fengyuan, she also realized that all the weirdness was due to the peach blossoms in the Valley of Lovers.

Before she could think deeply, the hand that was resting on the invisible wall suddenly lost its support, and her body couldn't help but staggered forward——

The wall, gone!

She looked back in a daze, suddenly thought of something, turned her face again, and saw Murong Fengyuan standing in front of her, with an epee leaning on it, a long body standing tall, and his robe rustling in the wind , the phoenix eyes looked at her without blinking.

"Husband..."

She yelled a little awkwardly.

Although she herself had murderous intentions towards the "imitation product", the man's killing move without hesitation still cast a shadow on her heart——

That face is hers.

Didn't he hesitate at all?
Murong Fengyuan didn't know the entanglement in her heart. Seeing that it was true this time, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and his cold and stern expression softened. Seeing that she had nothing in her hand, he said: "Ma'am It’s fine if you can’t find it, and it’s the same when you pick up a few stones to build a stone stove for your husband.”

As he spoke, he walked behind her.

"Murong Fengyuan!" Jun Chuyue yelled suddenly.

(End of this chapter)