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Chapter 689 The Death of Ziyan Seven

"No"

Zhao Yao's eyes showed a trace of panic. He quickly rushed to Fei Xue's feet and prayed with tears in his voice, "Xue'er, you can't ignore me. I really love you. Please save me.

Please”

Fisher's body stiffened slightly, and she slowly closed her eyes. After a while, she opened them again, with disappointment in her eyes.

"I can't help it, you're the one to blame."

This sentence had already ended all Zhao Yao's hopes.

His body collapsed to the ground, and he looked at Fisher in disbelief. His throat rolled several times, and then he said one sentence: "We are married for a hundred days. I have been married to you for so many years, and you are really good to me."

Don’t care”

"You also know how you treat me once a day, but a hundred days later. You were sorry for me first, but you also listened to this little bitch and almost killed my Eagle Claw Sect."

When she thought of what Zhao Yao had done, Fisher's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, filled with anger, "Since you have made such a choice, then don't drag me into trouble anymore."

She hated Zhao Yao for his betrayal, but after all, she still couldn't kill him herself.

Forget it, these people hate Zhao Yao so much that they can't let her go.

The corners of Fisher's mouth twitched slightly, but in the end he was unable to say another word.

She walked around Zhao Yao and walked towards the outside of the hospital.

From beginning to end, I never looked back at him again

Zhao Yao raised his pale face, stared blankly at the direction where Fei Xue left, and then slowly turned his gaze to the people in Fengyun Mansion. Endless fear invaded his heart, as if the next moment, he would directly

Frightened and fainted.

Qingyuan closed his eyes.

In front of his eyes, the image of Yun'er risking her own safety to stand in front of him appeared again.

Suddenly, when he opened his eyes, murderous intent flowed out. The sword in his hand was raised high, his face expressionless, like a murderous god.

It stands to reason that even if Qingyuan's strength has recovered, he is still on par with Zhao Yao. It will not be that easy to kill him.

But those present were not only Qingyuan and Hongyu, but also the fifth elder of Fengyun Mansion.

Under the pressure of the Fifth Elder Apocalypse, Zhao Yao could not move at all. He could only watch the sword falling, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the ground red.

boom

His body suddenly fell to the ground and fell into a pool of blood. His eyes were wide open and he could not rest in peace.

"Yun'er, I took revenge on you."

It's a pity that you are no longer here.

"Qingyuan."

Hongyu raised her eyes and stared at the young man's face shrouded in sadness. She pursed her lips and asked, "Do you want me to beg the lady for you and let you come back to Fengyun Mansion?"

Now that Qingyuan is awake and there is no Zi Yan to drag him down, if he begs for mercy, maybe the lady will let him come back.

But after hearing Hongyu's words, Qingyuan smiled sadly and shook his head.

"No, I don't plan to go to Fengyun Mansion. I can't let Yun'er be alone on Wuxin Mountain. That's where she saved me. I found a secluded place and buried her. At that time, I

I want to accompany her."

Although Hongyu didn't understand what happened, she couldn't help but sigh when she saw Qingyuan's appearance.

"The deceased has passed away, Qingyuan, you should take care of yourself."

Qingyuan's body stiffened, he raised his eyes slightly, looking at the layers of clouds and mist, his voice was slightly sad, "Hongyu, I'm going to accompany Yun'er, but if anything happens to Fengyun Mansion, please remember

Send me a message."


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