My wife is super cool

Chapter 417 Sleeping and not waking up
The hands behind her back trembled slightly, and the extreme emotion made her head ache.

Last time it was Ranran and Xingchu, this time it was You'er and Feng Yinmei.

Ouyang Ping's schemes are full of tricks, making it hard to guard against.

"Except for retreating, the other orphans agree."

she says:

"Admit defeat alone."

Ouyang Ping stared at her with cloudy eyes, and suddenly laughed loudly:

"Ha ha……"

"You, Lu Jingmo, have today too."

"In your last life, you would rather die than bow your head."

He is proud and would rather die than surrender.

Now, for the sake of a few men, she finally lowered her noble head.

"The deity can let them go."

Ouyang Ping grinned grimly:

"As long as you pick up the sword on the ground, break your tendons, and abolish your martial arts, these two men will be able to return to you safely."

The last time in Wuyou Mountain, Lu Jingmo went crazy and burst out with huge potential, which almost abolished her martial arts, leaving her with only light skills.

She always remembered this grudge.

She put the ion you carried on the ground, and relaxed the force on his neck.

Fresh air rushed into the aching lung cavity, and he yelled despite the sore throat:

"Mo, no!"

"Cough cough..."

"Don't listen to her..."

But Lu Jingmo bent down and picked up the sword on the ground, and pointed it at his wrist. Ion You's phoenix eyes widened, and she struggled like crazy... Feng Yinmei's eyes were also full of complexity, with a bit of depression Can't stop worrying.

Ouyang Ping tightened his strength again irritably, turned his head slightly, as if wanting to warn Ion You, and turned his attention away from Lu Jingmo...

It's now.

Lu Jingan, who had been waiting for an opportunity, gathered his inner strength, and slapped her hard on the back of the heart. Lu Jingmo turned his wrist, and the long sword came in the air, and pierced her heart precisely with his strength.

This time, she didn't pierce the center of her eyebrows, fearing that something like Lu Jinghua's would happen again.

Using all his strength to strike the sword, the tip of the sword pierced into the heart, then pierced out the back, and finally pulled out.

Ouyang Ping lowered his head in disbelief, everything happened in a short moment, the pain in his heart has not yet come, but a big hole has been opened:
"You, you dare to kill this deity?"

"There is a mother Gu in my body, if you kill me, Luo Ran will die immediately!"

She didn't see any change in Lu Jingmo's complexion, and she never guessed that Luo Ran had released the Gu, so she still said with a sinister expression:

"It's not a loss for the deity to die with the man you love the most."

Before she died in her last life, she dragged Lu Jingmo on her back, and this time she buried her favorite person with her. Even if she died twice, it was worth it.

The fatal place was pierced, and her hands felt weak.

Feng Yinmei reacted quickly, and with the help of the iron armor on her elbow, even if she was poisoned, she gave her a heavy blow on the heart. While she was in pain, she broke away from the shackles, pulled on Ion You, and ran away. To Lu Jingmo.

Just like the last time in the heavy rain, she ran to them.

The short distance of a few meters has become far away under heavy footsteps.

Fortunately, Lu Jingmo was also running towards them, and was finally embraced by her just a second before he fell down.

When blood was overflowing from her mouth and nose, Feng Yinmei felt the solid and warm support that her father said when she was a child, in that embrace that smelled of cold fragrance.

……

The civil strife in Nanli is over, and the people who were in dire straits during the war also worked hard to restore their lives after the war after Lu Jingmo issued a series of policies.

It's just that in the depths of the palace, there have been two beauties sleeping soundly.

"Master wife."

Xia Qingmiao stepped lightly, leaned over and patted Lu Jingmo's shoulder.

After patting her asleep on the head of the bed to wake her up, she spread her hands with a smile, and in her white and tender hands lay a greased paper bag with a few pieces of pastries inside.

He squatted in front of the bed and fed one to her:
"Brother Chu just made it, and it's still hot."

The pastry melts in the mouth, it is cool and glutinous, and there is a faint medicinal fragrance, which should have added some medicinal herbs.

This is just for her.

(End of this chapter)