Mozun, she came across from the Nvzun country

Chapter 286 Returning to Chaoyang City 06
In the square, it seemed that even the air had condensed, and the strong sunlight could not dispel the oppressive atmosphere.

Qiongying supported the fence and stood up, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood. The scars exposed on her face were hideous and terrifying. In addition, her mouth was covered with blood, and her eyes were dark and sinister, like a ghost from hell.

"Master..." Ye Chen came to her side.

Feng Feili was still in shock, looking at her cold and ferocious face, imagined her appearance countless times, but unexpectedly it was like this.

"Qiong Ying, I..." Wu Yue wanted to step forward, but was blocked by Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's eyes were icy cold, and the ice flew away, blocking Wu Yue's approach.

Wu Yue swept away the ice and looked at her from a distance.

"I, I didn't mean it, I didn't know..." Wu Yue spoke incoherently, he didn't know that she was so vulnerable, he never thought of hurting her.

"Wu Yue, don't come here!" Feng Feili held the jade flute in his hand, blocking Wu Yue's progress.

"Get out of the way, I can save her!" Wu Yue roared angrily.

"Pass through me first!" Feng Feili remained motionless, holding up the jade flute, gathering his magic power.

"Feng Feili, don't force me to take action!" Wu Yue's voice was hoarse, and a sudden gust of wind blew up, and it was easy for him to defeat Feng Feili.

"Enough!" Qiong Ying was furious, and in an instant, the water vapor in the air instantly turned into frost mist.

The scorching summer suddenly turned into a harsh winter, and countless icicles grew on the ground.

The cold mist drifting all over the sky, you can't see your fingers, like a sea of ​​clouds.

Exhausting the last trace of phantom power, Qiongying fell into a coma and fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Chen picked up Qiong Ying and left in the dust.

When Wu Yue cleared the fog, she was gone, only the bloodstains on the ground.

Feng Feili said coldly: "Wu Yue, if anything happens to Qiongying, I will not let you go."

"You won't have this chance." Wu Yue's eyes were full of sadness, and he would not let himself go.

"I hope so." Feng Feili turned and left.

At noon, the sun was so fierce that Wu Yue felt cold all over his body, as if he was in a world of ice and snow.

Wu Yue squatted down, stretched out her fingers, and brushed the blood on the ground with her fingertips.

Wu Yue hesitated for a moment, then put her fingertips into her mouth, it was slightly salty, without a trace of fishy smell, but very clear.

The palm brushed against the ground, full of dark red blood.

After a while, the ice on the ground gradually melted, washing away the blood on the ground.

Wu Yue was in a trance. He finally understood why she was wearing a veil. He didn't take off her veil on purpose, but he was afraid that he would not be able to recognize or find her in the future.

"Young master, young master!" Qing Yan yelled twice, but Wu Yue didn't turn her head.

Wu Yue looked at the blood on her palm, he promised not to hurt her, did it become a joke now?

"Young master, Wu Yue! Did you hear that?" Qing Yan ran over panting.

"What's the matter?" Wu Yue lowered her head.

Seeing Wu Yue's palm covered with blood, Qing Yan was surprised: "Are you injured?"

Wu Yue laughed at herself and said, "I'd rather be injured, but unfortunately, it's not my blood. If it were my blood, would it make her feel a little sad?"

"What are you talking about? The city lord is looking for you, hurry up!" Qing Yan said anxiously.

Wu Yue got up and left.

"Not this way! Wu Yue, where are you going?" Qing Yan chased after her angrily, why did Wu Yue seem delirious?

Wu Yue listened but didn't hear it, she kept struggling in her heart, with her blood, she could refine the seeking Gu, her blood was the host, his blood was the host, and a container was needed.

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(End of this chapter)