Tong Yao bit her lip tightly, her eyes darting around in confusion, but she didn't dare to look directly at Feng Yunmo.

She loves him very much...

The first time I saw him was during the snowy season, he was seriously injured and dying in her arms. At that time, she was a tung tree demon who had not yet transformed into a human form.

Tong Yao used his own essence and blood to help treat him, and even saved his life by wasting five hundred years of cultivation.

She had no selfless dedication, but she was afraid that he would hate her when he saw her like that when he woke up, so she sent him out of her territory before he woke up.

I thought that as time went by, the beautiful man who once lay under the tung tree would fade away.

However, she never thought that the feelings would slowly spread in her heart. The longer the time passed, the clearer the memories would become.

She had always had her own cultivation method. In order to quickly cultivate into human form, she killed all the mysterious masters and warriors in the city in one night.

She couldn't even remember how many people she had killed and how many families had been destroyed. Mancheng was the largest city in Dongye Kingdom and there were many masters in it, but they could not escape her brutal killings.

Tong Yao looked at her hands covered with blood. She was in pain, but every time she thought of Sha Qianchen, she cried and laughed again. As long as she could get a little closer to him, or become his slave, she would be so far away.

Just looking at him is enough.

A teardrop fell on the misty pool water, and Tong Yao stood up suddenly. His graceful figure slowly walked to the edge of the pool, and his back was so delicate that it made people's hearts tremble.

Feng Yunmo looked at her and saw that she was silent, so she didn't ask any more questions. She already understood.

"Go to bed early." Tong Yao said softly.

He handed Feng Yunmo's clothes to her. After Feng Yunmo took them, he asked, "Where are you going?"

"Here..." Tong Yaoyu paused, her voice choked with sobs: "Bringing midnight snacks to the young master, he has this habit."

"oh……"

Watching Tong Yao leave, Feng Yunmo touched her heart, frowned, and said lightly: "Love is really a cup of poison."

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The white mist is like a dancing girl enjoying herself with the peaks, dancing beautifully to announce the arrival of morning to the world.

The pavilion on the left side of the Medicine Temple.

There were warriors lined up on both sides of the road, and the pavilion was full of people.

Feng Yunmo leaned on the railing of the pavilion, looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance. Suddenly, she lowered her head and sighed softly: "It's so beautiful."

"Ha." Wu Feihuan stood up from the stool, came behind her, followed her line of sight and looked at Jinming Mountain Peak, which is second only to Jiandao Mountain, and said: "It's just about time you caught up with me, as soon as the sun rises,

Colorful lights would appear on the mountain opposite, and this phenomenon lasted for twelve years."

"Oh." Feng Yunmo turned sideways and glanced at Feng Hantian and Feng Yunshang who were sitting behind her: "I'm not interested in this vision, but I'm interested in the black and taut beast we fought with last night.

The old monster is very interested."

"Old monster?" At this time, the little boy who was sitting on the round table, eating and drinking suddenly called out: "What does the old monster you see look like?"

Feng Yunmo's eyes lit up, he turned around and faced everyone, pretending to be confused and said: "Oh, that old monster is so ugly, with black eyebrows extending from here to here."

Feng Yunmo came behind Feng Hantian, put her hands on Feng Hantian's eyebrows, slid her fingers from his eyebrows to his hair, and explained to everyone the so-called "old monster" she saw last night.

Feng Hantian was shocked, but did not dare to say a word.
Chapter completed!