"I, I didn't mean it, I don't know..." Wu Yue turned pale with fear and spoke incoherently. He didn't know that she couldn't even dodge this slap. He didn't mean it. He never thought of hurting her...
"Qiongying." Feng Feili looked at her bloodless face in panic, called out softly, and slowly took two steps forward.
"Go away." Ye Chen hugged her tightly, trembling slightly, and said softly, for fear of disturbing her.
"How is Xiao Qiongying? Give her to me, I want to save her..." Wu Yue stepped forward in panic.
"Go away! Go away!" Ye Chen took two steps back. His eyes had no warmth, as if even the sky was gray.
"Give her to me!" Wu Yue roared angrily, her eyes full of cruelty and sadness, and she rushed forward to snatch her away desperately.
"Wu Yue, stop!" In an instant, Feng Feili rushed forward to stop Wu Yue and said coldly word by word.
Those eyes like clear springs were stained with sadness and murderous intent. If Wu Yue dared to take a step forward, he would kill Wu Yue.
At the critical moment, the temperature dropped sharply, and the hot summer suddenly turned into a world of ice and snow. The water vapor in the air condensed into ice and liquefied into water mist.
Suddenly, there was a heavy fog, and you couldn't see your fingers. Countless icicles were flying in the square. Whoever dared to snatch someone away or take a step forward would be rewarded with his life.
Ye Chen hugged her and left Jue Chen.
The square was empty, leaving only the sound of the fountain and a deep sadness that could not dissipate for a long time.
When the heavy fog cleared, only Wu Yue and Feng Feili were left standing like sculptures in the square.
"Where's Qiongying? How is she, little Qiongying? How is she?" Wu Yue seemed to be asking Feng Feili, seeming to be mumbling to herself.
"...If anything happens to Qiongying, I will kill you at all costs!" Feng Feili drifted away, leaving only her heartbroken voice echoing in the square.
"What did I just do? I didn't mean it. I thought she could escape. I never thought about hurting her, let alone killing her. Why did this happen? Was she seriously injured by me..."
The midday sun was very strong, but he only felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
"Young Master, Young Master, the other side of the cliff may be lost. The city lord said that people from the Nanxu Royal Family must be intercepted. They are stealing things from the Witch Clan." Qingyan rushed from the Guangming Palace out of breath and said hurriedly.
Wu Yue seemed unable to hear, looking blankly into the distance, with only the bloodless little face remaining in her mind.
"Young Master, Wu Yue, did you hear this?" Qingyan looked anxious and saw something was wrong with him, so he shook him.
"I heard it." Wu Yue looked back at Qing Yan and said blankly.
It was all caused by that thing. Why was there that thing? Without it, he would not have killed Xiao Qiongying. No, Xiao Qiongying would not have died. She was just injured.
"Then why are you still here? The city lord said that people from the Nanxu royal family must not be allowed to take things away!" Qingyan looked sad and angry. Nanxu's people were really bullying people!
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At dusk, a battle took place in the square of Lance College, but Helian Jiuge finally escaped.
After that, Guangming Palace seemed to be showing signs of joining the world, and the entire Qingming City was on alert.
Mu Feng was slightly injured. In the end, he just sighed, maybe it was God's will.
"Is the thing in He Lianjiu's singer?" Wu Yue trembled slightly. He actually hurt her when she was not in Qiong Ying's hands. He really deserved to die. No, no matter what, he deserved to die. He shouldn't have hurt her.