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Chapter 44(1/3)

Yu Zhengchuan doesn’t know the answer.

She stiffened her body and walked to Shanshui with heavy steps. She took out the cloth strip from Shanshui's mouth and let go of Shanshui's hand.

The mountains and rivers were like a corpse, without any reaction.

She carefully closed Shanshui's clothes, looked at the dazzling red marks on Shanshui's neck, and could no longer help but red her eyes.

The first time I met Shanshui was on the cliff of Penglai Mountain.

Shanshui was wearing an apricot pink dress, and the round almond face was a bit tender. At that time, she was desperate to block the sword for her senior brother, but was almost knocked off the cliff by the sword energy.

The eldest brother watched coldly, just when she thought she was dead, Shanshui rescued her.

She said Shanshui is such a good person, but Shanshui blushed and told her: "My master's Chixiao Sword is still on you, and it's hard to find it if it falls."

At that time, she knew that she would definitely become friends with Shanshui.

The mountains and rivers are like a ray of sunshine, which always emits warm light. No one doesn’t want to get close to warmth, so is she.

Yu Zhengping wiped the tears on Shanshui's cheeks with his fingers, and repeated over and over again: "I'm sorry..."

Her original intention of matching Shanshui and Hengwu Immortal Lord was to worry that Xiang Feng would attack Shanshui because of An Ning again. As long as Shanshui had a new backer, she would not be bullied by Xiang Feng again.

But unexpectedly, it was because of the marriage between Shanshui and the Immortal Lord Hengwu that completely angered Xiang Feng, and actually made Xiang Feng do such a crazy thing to Shanshui.

No, she should have thought of it for a long time. Thousands of years ago, Xiang Feng was in a devil in his heart. In order to force Xue Xi to slaughter thousands of female disciples in Lingbi Palace, she finally forced Xue Xi to commit suicide at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.

If you can't get it, you will be ruined. Xiang Feng has always been like this.

All of this is blamed on her, because she did not protect the mountains and rivers.

A drop of warm tears fell on the back of Shanshui's hands. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her unswerving eyes finally had a glimmer of light.

Shanshui slowly raised his arm and wiped away the tears from Yu Pingchuan's face with a sluggish movement: "Miss Pingchuan, why are you crying?"

Yu Pingzheng hugged Shanshui's body tightly, but couldn't say a word.

The mountains and rivers were a little overwhelmed.

Just now, she was looking for the trunk, and Hengwu Xianjun's cane was bitten by a piranha. She wanted to find a strong tree and make a new cane for him.

As she searched, she walked away.

She found a suitable tree here, and when she was about to make a cane, the master appeared behind her.

When she saw the master, she remembered the slap she had last night. It hurts very much and she was very scared.

When the master asked her what she was doing, she told her truthfully that she was making a cane for the immortal king Hengwu.

The master looked very angry. He asked her why she hurt An Ning and asked her if she had done anything with the Immortal Lord Hengwu.

She explained to him over and over again, but he didn't believe her.

She was also angry because he didn't believe her.

She said anger and said that she was going to marry the Immortal Lord Hengwu.

The master got even more angry. He wanted to break the cane she had just made.

She wanted to snatch the cane from her master because only this tree trunk is the strongest nearby. If the cane is broken, how should the immortal king Hengwu walk?

She grabbed the cane, but the master suddenly fell down. He pinched his neck with a blue face, and sharp teeth and fangs appeared on his lips. She knew he should drink blood again.

When I was in Guixu Mountain, the master would send her away every once in a while.

She was always curious about what the master was doing, but later she accidentally saw the master biting a woman's neck, her mouth full of blood.

The master had never drunk her blood. He would send people to him regularly. The offerings were all women. They pleased him for their lives, but none of them came out alive.

Just as she was thinking, the master rushed towards her, and she felt something sharp piercing her neck.

Her neck hurt so much that she burst into tears. She struggled subconsciously for a few moments, and the master tied her hands up.

Immediately afterwards, her spiritual sense inexplicably left her body. She floated in the air and saw him plunging on her body, blood flowing down the corner of his mouth.

He bit her neck hard, as if she was gnawing on a duck neck, but she didn't feel anything, and itchy.

In fact, this is not the first time this has happened. Since she entered the formation, she has had several experiences of her spiritual sense leaving the body, and she doesn't know why this is the case.

Seeing that Yu Pingping was still crying, Shanshui patted her back: "Last time I went to the mountain spring with Aman to bathe, Aman farted in the water, and the water was bubbling. Guess what Aman said?"

Aman sells wonton noodles on Guixu Mountain. Shanshui likes to eat wontons made by Aman the most.

Yu Pingchuan didn't know why Shanshui suddenly mentioned Aman. She was stunned for a moment, tears were still flowing down, but she subconsciously shook her head.

Shanshui: "Aman said the water is boiling."

Yu Pingsheng: "..."

Shanshui wiped the tears from her face: "Don't cry anymore, I'll let Aman make wontons for you when he goes back."

Yu Pingchuan's tears fell even more fiercely. The person who was hurt was Shanshui, but Shanshui was still trying hard to make her happy.

She buried her head and pulled her face twice, wiped her tears randomly, and barely pulled out an ugly smile: "Okay, I want to eat two bowls."

Just as the two of them were talking, the figure of the Immortal Lord Hengwu had already appeared in front of them.

His eyes fell straight on Shanshui, and he staggered to her side, looking up and down at her, as if checking whether she was injured.

Yu Zhengchuan tried to block Shanshui, but was pulled away by him.

Shanshui's face was pale, his eyes were still red, and his fair neck was covered with dazzling red marks. He seemed to understand something.

The Immortal King Hengwu froze and looked at Xiang Feng, who was bound by plants and trees. His arms hanging beside him could not stop trembling, and his whole body seemed to be drained at this moment.

He pursed his thin lips into a line, and blue veins burst out from his temples. He bent down, lifted up his robe slowly, and took out a sharp awl from the bandage on the right side of his thigh.

He clenched his awl and walked towards Xiang Feng with a low step. The wound on his legs and feet cracked, and the blood stained the land red, but he could not feel a trace of pain.

As soon as he took a step, a slightly cool little hand grabbed his sleeve. He was stunned for a moment and turned his head.

In his little hand covered in mud, he held a cane tightly, and his eyes were bent, with bright eyes: "Immortal Lord, this cane is very strong and will not break again..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a sank in front of her. When she reacted again, she was already engulfed in her arms by him.

The clear bones of the Immortal Lord Hengwu tightened slightly, and he used all his strength: "Shanshui, I may have to break my promise."

Shanshui stared at him in a daze, without saying a word.

Yu Pingchuan didn't respond much. As she expected, some things could not be concealed. Hengwu Xianjun had the right to know and also had the right to choose to break off the engagement.

If the Immortal Lord Hengwu was unwilling to marry Shanshui, she would not have morally kidnapped him. It can only be said that the two of them have not had enough fate and Shanshui deserves a better person.

She stepped forward and wanted to take Shanshui from the arms of the Immortal Lord Hengwu, but she heard him continue saying: "Marriage is a major event in life. I am much older than you. I wanted to wait for you to think clearly..."

"But now, I don't want to wait."

The palm of Hengwu Immortal Lord was slightly closed, and a strand of black hair from the mountains and rivers slid through his fingers, his jaw sucked in her neck, and he sighed: "You know I'm not a good person, I want to marry you. If you don't want to, I have to tie you up and get married."

Yu Pingchuan's eyes turned red again, tears moistened her eyes. She stretched out her fingers to Shanshui and slowly lowered.

He is a real man.

The soft silk cloth covered her eyes. She raised her head in a daze, but saw a big pale and thin palm.

Rong Shang's tone was cold, and the movement of wiping tears with silk cloth was gentle: "Why do you love to cry so much?"

Yu Pingchuan curled his lips: "It seems like you often see me crying."

Rong Shang didn't say anything.

He watched her crying since she was a child.

Every time he saw her crying, he couldn't help but wonder where so many tears came from.

A harsh scream came from the cave, which suddenly interrupted their thoughts. Yu Pingstein sniffed and saw Yu Jiangjiang who was rushing toward him. She was looking at An Ning, covered in blood, and let out a wave of ghost cry.

An Ning fell in a pool of blood and was unconscious, while Xiang Feng's body was covered with grass and trees, his eyes were scarlet and terrifying, as if a human face grew on a pile of hay.

Yu Jiangjiang took two steps back, looking horrified: "What happened just now?"

Xiao Yuqing, who came with Yu Jiangjiang, had a heavy face: "What's wrong with Miss An Ning? Could it be that she was injured by the illusion?"

The two of them made Yu Pingchuan speechless. Xiang Feng was tied with spiritual power, and An Ning was also stabbed.

But if she admits, they will definitely continue to ask her why she hurts others.

This will inevitably involve Shanshui. It would be fine if Hengwu Immortal Lord knew it. Yu Jiangjiang is a famous big mouth. If something happens out of Yu Jiangjiang's mouth, it will not only change its taste, but also add fuel to the vinegar and throw dirty water on people.

She was hesitating about how to speak, but she saw the immortal Hengwu limping towards Xiang Feng. He put away the awl and pulled Xiang Feng out of the grass and trees with his hands.

Xiang Feng reacted particularly strongly when he saw him, as if he had lost his mind: "Don't want to marry her, she is mine..."

The Immortal King Hengwu gently pressed the awl with a cold light on Xiang Feng's lips: "Shh."

He leaned forward, covered Xiang Feng's ear, and whispered to himself: "If I hear you say a word about her again, An Ning will turn into a pool of meat paste in front of you."

His voice was soft and unheard, only enough to hear clearly in Xiang Fengyi.

The blood hole on the top of his head couldn't stop bleeding downwards, and blood flowed into Xiang Feng's eyes, dyeing his eyes blood red: "Do you dare to touch her?!"

The Immortal King Hengwu smiled: "You can try it."

Xiang Feng's lips opened and closed, and a strong hatred burst out in his eyes. If it weren't for the Immortal Lord Hengwu, how could he and Shanshui become like this now?
To be continued...
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