Feng Qingchen was also shocked when he saw Yu Qionghuan, but he didn't show it.
Yuqiong¡¯s eyes were full of joy and she wanted to get up, but finally patted the seat opposite the stone table: ¡°Sit down!¡±
Feng Qingchen walked to the opposite side and sat down.
Yu Qionghuan tugged at the skirt of her clothes. Today she had specially dressed up just to see the man. She looked at the man closely, as if she had returned to the night she picked him up. At that time, the man was injured and did not speak, but she felt like she owned the whole world just by looking at the man's face.
"Say it!" Feng Qingchen said coldly.
Yu Qionghuan twitched the corners of her lips, trying to show the most beautiful smile, but she felt that her face was really loose.
"Am I particularly ugly looking like this?" Yu Qionghuan asked in a low voice.
Feng Qingchen raised her eyes and looked not far away: "In my eyes, there is no distinction between beauty and ugliness in you!"
Yu Qionghuan was startled and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This sentence is the most hurtful!"
Being able to feel beauty and ugliness at least means that he has seen it seriously and has feelings. It is the most ruthless to have nothing to do with it.
"If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly!" Feng Qingchen said in a deep voice.
Yuqiong sighed happily: "You treat me like this, aren't you afraid that I won't say anything?"
Feng Qingchen frowned.
"The happiness I can't get, that woman shouldn't get it, right?" Yu Qionghuan giggled.
Feng Qingchen¡¯s eyes turned cold and dark, he stood up and drew out his psychic sword.
"You don't even want to coax me now?" Yu Qiong looked at Feng Qingchen longingly.
The expression on Feng Qingchen¡¯s face did not change at all.
Yu Qiong chuckled happily and pierced Feng Qingchen's psychic sword.
Feng Qingchen¡¯s eyebrows trembled slightly. He raised his eyes and looked at Yu Qionghuan, as if he did not expect that Yu Qionghuan would choose such a way to end her life.
After Yu Qionghuan pierced the psychic sword into her body, she smiled slightly, held the psychic sword in her skinny hands, and suddenly took a step forward, using both hands hard, the sword pierced her body.
Blood slowly flowed from the corners of Yu Qionghuan's lips. The sword pierced her body, but the distance between her and the man was one step closer. She stared at Feng Qingchen closely and slowly leaned her face against him. On his shoulder, he whispered: "It turns out that I can only get close to you if I die"
Feng Qingchen's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but recall the scene when the woman saved him with a bright smile, and a touch of sourness welled up in her heart.
If she hadn't been so persistent, maybe they wouldn't have gotten to this point.
Yu Qionghuan whispered something in Feng Qingchen's ear, and then closed her eyes.
When Yu Qionghuan's body softened, Feng Qingchen raised his hand to support her body.
"Master!" Leng Jiu and Xue Lingqiao rushed forward in a hurry.
"Give her a good burial!" Feng Qingchen said in a low voice, "In addition, summon the red-robed army to follow me to the Nanshan Mountain of Dragon City!"
Leng Jiuyi was startled: "Why are you going to Nanshan?"
Nanshan is a mountain in Longjin State, famous for its high mountains and dense forests.
"Yun Ni is hiding over there!" Feng Qingchen said in a deep voice.
Only then did Leng Jiu understand what Yu Qionghuan said in the last sentence, and he couldn't help feeling a little sad.
Beauty is the most misleading, and love is the most hurtful!
Leng Jiu stepped forward and supported Yu Qionghuan's body.
Feng Qingchen slowly pulled out the psychic sword.
Yu Qionghuan fell to the ground, looking haggard, ending her life in this way.
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