You can search "My Crown Princess is Super Fierce" on Baidu to find the latest chapters!
She felt that she would never be able to forget such a woman in her lifetime.
The red dress is alluring and the face is exquisite and magnificent, like a blooming flower of flames, so dazzling that she can hardly open her eyes.
In her ears, a woman's soft voice seemed to come, "Are you willing to follow me to the Shenshui Sect?"
She nodded.
At the same time, Ye Lingmin, who had gradually lost consciousness, also nodded.
I don¡¯t know when, Yang Xirong stood silently next to Qiao Mu, looking at Ye Lingmin who was slowly passing away with a smile on her face.
Ye Lingmin seemed to be asleep, with a smile on her lips.
No one knows that she seems to be immersed in a dream at this moment. In this dream, she lets herself go further and further
She still remembers that it was a really cold winter that year.
Master went to a clothing store and bought her a set of cotton jacket and cotton trousers, wrapping her up like a Fulu doll.
At that time, she saw her walking in front holding a blue and white umbrella, and suddenly turned around and smiled at her and waved, "Come here quickly."
Ye Lingmin felt that Murong Xun was extremely beautiful at that time.
There is probably no one in this world who can compare to her.
She just wants to work hard to become the best disciple in Master's mind.
She just
I don¡¯t want to be compared to my junior sister.
She just wants Master to look at her one more time, and she wants Master to feel proud every time he talks about Ling Min.
It¡¯s a pity that it is a luxury hope after all.
Ye Lingmin left quietly with a smile.
Qiao Mu reached out to touch her nose, bit her mouth and said angrily, "Ye Lingmin! Who told you to die?"
Yang Xirong couldn't help but sigh, "Let her go."
This child has no will to live at all.
The reason why she swooped out to protect Qiao Qiao today was probably because she had a death wish.
¡°That¡¯s it, let her go.
Qiao Mu lowered his head and subconsciously held Ye Lingmin's hand tightly, "Senior Sister Ye"
Yang Xirong raised her hand and touched Qiao Mu's head, "Qiao Qiao, don't be sad. This is Ye Lingmin's own choice."
"After all, it started because of her." Yang Xirong sighed, "Let her end it."
Qiao Mu lowered his head and said nothing.
Yang Xirong couldn't help but sigh, "Qiao Qiao, the deceased is gone. What we have to do now is to look to the future."
Qiao Mu nodded.
She understood the truth, but it was one thing to understand, and it was another thing to watch Ye Lingmin die with her own eyes.
She really hated this senior sister in her heart.
But watching her die, I felt very sad inside.
"It's not easy for Shenshui Sect to reach this point today." Qiao Mu whispered, "I hope that from now on, we will never have any disciples make unnecessary sacrifices."
She hopes that from now on, everyone in the Shenshui Sect will have no less members.
Yang Xirong raised her hand and touched her head happily.
"If it's our Qiaoqiao, I believe you can do it."
Second Master Uncle said this, and in a blink of an eye he glared fiercely at Prince Mo who came forward with the intention of interrupting their conversation.
Mo Lian glanced at Second Master Uncle with grievance, saw Qiao Mu looking over, and quickly flew over to hug her and shouted, "Qiao Qiao, Second Master Uncle just stared at me again!"
Why the hell can you still ask for a facial slap? The second uncle rolled his eyes at the sky angrily.
Qiao Mu was tossed about by the two of them, and half of the sadness in her heart was washed away.
,
The author is on a business trip this week and will resume normal updates over the weekend. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com