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Chapter 208 The Righteous Girl × Demon Cult Young Master (58)

Qiao Huan didn't expect that he couldn't even catch Ning Yichen's blow when he was seriously injured.

When she saw that Wen Shuyan was unable to resist anymore, she wanted to go up to help.

The sword arrived, blocking Ning Yichen's attack.

The shattered wound made her unable to hold the sword tightly.

When Qiao Huan saw Ning Yichen's sword change direction, he already knew how to dodge or meet him.

If she is not injured, she can do it no matter if she is dodging or taking the blow.

But now that she was seriously injured, she could only watch helplessly as Ning Yichen stabbed the sword into her heart indifferently.

This is the feeling of angina...

Qiao Huan had lost all strength, his long eyelashes trembled, and he closed his eyes.

"Fantasy!"

"Miss Joe!"

Ning Yichen let go of his hand and quickly hugged Qiao Huan.

Wen Shuyan also wanted to catch Qiao Huan, but it was still a step too late.

Qiao Huan fell into Ning Yichen's arms, his face turned pale instantly.

"Huan Huan, you'll be fine, don't close your eyes..." Ning Yichen's voice trembled, and he continuously sent internal energy over.

Qiao Huan's eyelashes trembled slightly, holding his last breath, and said weakly: "I killed your father, now...now you have avenged, let it go, let them go..."

"Stop talking, you won't die, you won't die!" Ning Yichen sensed the weaker and weaker aura of the person in his arms, and powerless despair spread from the bottom of his heart.

In just one day, he lost everything.

The Demon Cult fell, his father was killed, and his beloved was killed by himself.

Now that Fang Zhiyuan is dead, Qiao Huan is dead, and his father's revenge will be avenged.

But he suffered even more.

Ning Yichen lowered his head and kissed Qiao Huan's lips, the lips that were warm before became cold now.

He got up, held Qiao Huan in his arms, and walked back to the Devil's Cult step by step.

Lonely and lonely back, in front of him is the empty Demon Cult, and behind him are the corpses of former relatives, friends and subordinates.

And he, with his beloved in his arms, fell into endless desolation.

……

Seeing that Ning Yichen had joined the Demon Sect, Yu Meiren walked up to Wen Shuyan and asked, "What happened to Qiao Huan? Why was Ning Yichen taken away?"

After listening to Qiao Huan's words, she hid and didn't dare to show her head. After waiting for a long time, she stretched out her head to take a look, and saw Ning Yichen leaving with Qiao Huan in his arms.

Wen Shuyan sat on the ground, his brocade blue clothes were ragged like a beggar, he said in a low voice: "Miss Qiao blocked a sword for me, and she has... passed away."

"What?!" Yu Meiren couldn't believe it, "Didn't Ning Yichen like Qiao Huan? How could he kill her?"

Wen Shuyan said: "The revenge of killing the father, the revenge of destroying the family... No matter how much you like it, you can't get past this hurdle. Where is the leader Fang? Is he really dead?"

"It's really dead." Yu Mei said humanely.

The two fell silent together, and not long after, they saw Ning Yichen walking out again.

The two immediately became tense, Wen Shuyan was seriously injured, Yu Meiren's martial arts were too low, and they couldn't beat Ning Yichen even together.

However, Ning Yichen didn't even look at them, he just took all the corpses of the Demon Cultists back.

There are still some servants in the Devil's Cult who followed Ning Yichen out to clean up the battlefield.

There was no communication between the two parties, and they were doing their own things silently.

The sky suddenly changed, and the wind was strong.

Yu Meiren helped Wen Shuyan up, and the two left here.

The downpour suddenly fell, and Poppy suddenly turned her head to look at the Devil's Cult.

The originally magnificent Demon Cult seemed to have been stretched, swaying with the wind in the rain, crumbling.

After that, there will be no more Demon Cults.

There is no more young master Ning.

No more illusions.

(End of this chapter)