Chapter 35: The Seventh Evil Spirit's Demise (4)

  Thank you dear: Liu Xin 930806 sent a flower, tears are very fond of it, muah...

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  However, considering that she was someone he rarely took a liking to, and also the wife of Huai'er and the future mistress of the Long family, he held back his temper and asked in a deep voice: "Why don't you want to marry Huai'er? Although Huai'er is a bit mischievous, but his Xuan Qi level isn't very low (at least four stars higher than hers!), and he's also quite handsome. Moreover, if you marry him, you might become the future mistress of our Long family. What more could you be dissatisfied with?"

  This little girl is really too ignorant! Although Qier is "somewhat" not well-behaved, with his identity and background as a member of the Long family, aren't there many families who hope to marry their daughters into the Long family? How can this little girl be so blind?

  What's wrong?

  I'm most dissatisfied with you. Feng Qiuling gazed at him coldly, her lips curling up into a sly arc: "Didn't I say it before? As a useless waste like me is really not 'worthy' of your family's Kui'er."

  With a face that was her ex-fiancé's from her past life, yet forcing her to be his daughter-in-law, what kind of international joke is this, trying to laugh someone to death?

  "Feng Qiexie, you dead girl, don't give face and don't want face, I Long Yucai am willing to marry you, it's already a great blessing! You actually dare to put on airs, truly born to offend... Ah..." Suddenly, a flash of golden light appeared in front of him, followed by a stifled breath, his neck was severely painful, and then his body was violently pulled. He suddenly heard a loud "slap" sound, half of his cheek was numb and painful, before he could react, he had already been kicked to the ground by someone, and at the same time, he met a pair of eyes with a fierce red glow.

  "Long Yu Kai, you still haven't learned your lesson! You dare to shout in front of me? Since we can't stand each other and your old man said that unless I die this marriage can't be called off, then I, Feng Qi Xie, don't want to die either. So it's only fitting that I sacrifice you instead! Don't be too grateful, let Miss send you on your way!" As she spoke, her slender hand lifted, using all her strength and adding a hint of crimson mystic energy, she slapped him with all her might on the top of his head.

  Long Yu Jing's pupils constricted, and in that instant, the aura of death filled her entire heart. In a daze, he seemed to see the summons of the god of death, this woman, had actually wanted his life all along.

  "Xie er, don't..." Feng Jue Tian was shocked and lost color.

  The scene was in an uproar, with everyone collectively exclaiming in shock.

  "Kui'er......" Long Shaoyuan was greatly shocked and instinctively swung his palm out.

  In an instant, Yinmang won a great victory. Just as Feng Qiexie's palm was about to slap the top of Long Yuqiantian's head, Long Shaoyuan's palm had already brought thunder and struck towards Feng Qiexie.

  "Heavens! Xuan... King Xuan..."

  "What? The master of the Long family has already become a powerful expert in the Mystic Realm?"

  "How could no one have ever mentioned it? It's truly...truly astonishing!"

  "As expected of the head of the first-rate family! Indeed formidable! It seems that among the five major families, only the Dragon Family's head arrived at the Mystic King first?"

  "Really! Really......"

  “……”

  Is Xuan Wang really that strong? Feng Qiuxia smiled wryly, if she were to face an ordinary Xuan Master, her current skills might be enough to hold on for a while, but if she were to face a strong Xuan Master, she wouldn't stand a chance. Looks like this time she's messed with someone she can't afford to mess with, she's in over her head!

  However, at this moment, even if she wanted to regret it, it was too late! Because under that super strong Xuanli, she couldn't move a single bit, and could only stare blankly as Long Shaoyuan's powerful palm struck her chest, instantly causing her blood to churn, feeling like her entire internal organs were shattered. Then the fierce force directly sent her flying...

  "Bad boy..."

  "Miss..."

  In the midst of two ear-piercing cries, Feng Qiye fell to the ground with a loud "thud", but instead of the expected cold and hard surface, it felt somewhat soft and... warm!

  What's going on?

  Feng Qiuxia didn't have time to think carefully and suddenly let out a loud "wa" as she spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the white floor beneath her red.

  White ground?

  "How could the ground possibly be white? And it's still slightly trembling: 'Seventh Miss, are you...alright?'"

  The sudden warm and gentle voice brought back some of Feng Qiye's scattered consciousness, and he slowly raised his eyes to meet a pair of warm, yet subtly worried, clear-as-water eyes, which left him momentarily stunned.

  What kind of eyes were those?

  Clear as water, without any impurities, as if all the ugliness and filth in the world cannot enter his eyes, crystal clear, pure and flawless.

  Looking into those eyes, Feng Qiuye couldn't help but smile! She felt as if she had seen an angel: "I didn't... cough... do anything..."

  As she coughed, a string of fresh blood gushed out of her mouth again, staining his pure white shirt red. Feng Qiuhuang felt even more apologetic! He thought he had tainted the last bit of purity in the world: "Sorry... I'll... I'll definitely get you an even better shirt to make up for it... Cough cough... Cough cough..."

  It's obvious that the other party didn't expect it to come to this! She doesn't care about her own injuries, but instead feels apologetic for getting his clothes dirty. What kind of girl is this? Why is she so strange? In this situation, shouldn't she be clutching at her own clothes and begging for mercy?

  I don't know what feeling it was. He vaguely stuffed a pill into her mouth, unable to say why. It's just that he didn't want this special her to die like this!

  "Xie er...... how are you?"

  "Miss... what's wrong with you?"

  She glanced at the young man with some emotion, but unfortunately, she couldn't see his face clearly due to her dazed state. The medicine melted in her mouth, and as she slightly regained her breath, two voices filled with heartache came from outside, causing Feng Qiuye to turn around, meeting Feng Juetian's eyes full of pain and Yin Yue's tear-stained face. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on Yin Yue's cheek, but at this moment, her hand seemed to be not under her control, unable to move an inch. Instead, she forced a smile: "Don't worry, I'm fine... I won't die!"

  Maybe it's better to just die like this. Go to Naihe Bridge, drink a bowl of Mengpo soup, forget all the pain and suffering of past lives, forget those betrayals and hurts, forget her sister's ruthlessness and her fiancé's mercilessness, maybe she'll live a better life then?