I wanted to avoid it, but my feet seemed to be nailed in place and I couldn't move. I could only watch the wind of her palm approaching my face.
If Yang Yumo hadn't stood in front of me and caught Ying'er's moves, I would have died at her hands!
Looking up at Yumo and Ying'er, they once loved each other truly and deeply. From what I heard from Chun Yuxiao's mouth, it was the same thing. In the past, they only envied mandarin ducks and not immortals.
Today, because of me, the two of them are fighting together.
Is it my fault? Or is it Yang Yumo's fault? Or should Ying'er not have told Yang Yumo that she should live a good life?
If he didn't care, how could Ying'er be so angry that he wanted to kill me and silence me?
"You, please stop fighting..." I spoke tremblingly, realizing deeply that things in this world are impermanent.
I thought that as long as I devoted myself and worked hard, I would get everything I wanted. Who knew, God would always give me such a heavy blow at the right time.
I don’t play anymore, I still can’t play it!
Someone wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth and murmured reluctantly, "Feiyi, I will take you away from here. We will never come back here again in this life, okay?"
I looked at Mu Yiqing with difficulty, my eyes blurred with tears, "Okay, you take me away. From now on, I will forget all the people and things here."
In front of Mu Yiqing, I don't need to pretend to be strong, how good is it?
He quickly tapped a few of my acupuncture points, and the pain immediately decreased a lot. I was dizzy for a while, and I was held in his arms, as if he was treating me like fragile porcelain, with gentle movements.
"I still have something to say, please tell them to stop and stop fighting." This time, the words were no longer laborious, and the bloodshot eyes at the corners of his mouth gradually stopped.
"Yang Yumo, Ying'er is your woman, how can you do anything to her?!" Mu Yiqing said in a deep voice, her voice continuing, even though it was heard far away, there was still a lingering sound.
Hearing Mu Yiqing's words, Yang Yumo paused. In just a moment, he was slapped by Ying'er and took a few steps back to regain his footing.
Yang Yumo didn't say a word, but looked at me with a sad face. Perhaps, I could feel his helplessness.
I quickly looked away and looked at Ying'er, "Ying'er, come here, I have something to say to you."
Ying'er hesitated for a while, but finally walked towards me. The anger on her face was still there, and her face seemed to be a strange purple color.
When she stood in front of me, she stared at me fiercely and said word by word: "Yumo belongs to me alone. I will give up if I don't wake up. Now that I wake up, I will not let any woman get close to him again."
, of course you, Qian Feiyi, are no exception!"
Was it because she had been lost and slept in darkness for many years that made Ying'er feel such a strong desire to possess Yang Yumo?