Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

An Qiniang didn't get an answer right away, the back figure slowly turned around.

There was no light, but it didn't prevent An Qiniang from seeing the face of the man in front of her.

What kind of face was that, cold and deep, with a pair of calm phoenix eyes rising slightly under the eyebrows.

His thin lips were like knives, revealing a chill that even the darkness could not conceal, the domineering and arrogance exuding from his whole body.

He was a man whose soul trembled at a glance.

At this moment, the man was looking at An Qiniang with a creepy look, and the man was holding something in his hand.

An Qiniang fixed her eyes and saw that it was a pair of strangely enchanting flowers.

That flower, with its gorgeous color and golden body, was as dazzling as the scorching sun, burning An Qiniang's eyes. That flower was more beautiful than any flower she had ever seen in her life.

Such a flower, such a man, met in such a dark night, An Qiniang only felt a chill in her heart.

"Who exactly are you?"

An Qiniang didn't realize that her voice was trembling slightly.

That is a kind of unreasonable fear of the inferiors for the superiors.

"The person who hurt me still wants to get out of the way, you say, how should you die?"

In the dark night, the man sneered, that voice, like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, made people cold from the skin to the bones.

The moment his voice fell, the stamens of the flower in his hand instantly turned red, blood-like red.

An Qiniang knew something was wrong, she just wanted to take action.

Only a "bass" sound was heard, and her eardrums vibrated.

Several shadows passed in front of her eyes, like a hurricane rolling towards her, An Qiniang only felt that her body was flying like fallen leaves.

There was a whistling whistling in her ears, and she could no longer tell whether the sound was sword wind or qi.

Her throat rolled, trying to make a sound, but when she tried to make a sound, the breath in her body couldn't come out.

Eight swift sword qi,

It pierced into her limbs, body and head, and nailed her to the wall.

An Qiniang's eyes gradually stopped moving, turning into a dead gray.

Tick ​​tock, it was the sound of blood falling to the ground.

"It's a pity that the monk from Nanwu Mountain is not here, otherwise, he can recite a rebirth mantra for you."

Wu Zhong snorted coldly.

An Qiniang, she should have died a long time ago.

It's a pity that Nan Jiu's appearance made her live an extra hour.

After cleaning up An Qiniang, the remnants of Hunyuan Sect and Yaochi Xianxie should also be cleaned up.

Wu Zhong flicked his sleeves and was about to chase Chen Mu and Great Elder Changluo.

Tread-

A burst of rapid footsteps, accompanied by the sound of the jacket blowing, came from outside the courtyard.

The inn where the elder Changluo lives is the largest inn in the city. For convenience, the elder Changluo has a separate courtyard.

On weekdays, people in the inn would not dare to break in rashly.

Could it be that Chen Mu's gang left and returned?

That's fine, save him another trip.

Wu Zhong moved his sleeves, turned his five fingers into his palms, and deceived the closed door like a ghost.

As long as the person outside the door steps in, he can shatter his head with one palm.

Just when Wu Zhong's hand was only a few inches away from the door.

He heard a short breath, and there was a faint scent that he was familiar with and could no longer be familiar with, which spread out in the night and formed a sharp contrast with the heavy bloody smell in the courtyard.

Wu Zhong frowned, and his heart stopped beating as if it had been hit by something.

He pulled away suddenly.

The moment the courtyard door was pushed open, Wu Zhong dodged and hid behind a pillar.

The door creaked open.

Outside the door, Ye Lingyue was panting, her dark eyes fixedly looking at the dark courtyard.

Her pupils shrank fiercely and saw An Qiniang's body on the wall.

An Qiniang's blood, not yet cold, was dripping all over the place.

The eight heavenly towers, like eight pillars, nailed An Qiniang to the wall, and blood splashed all over the wall.

Her eyes bulged out, and she couldn't rest.

died.

Ye Lingyue swallowed hard and looked at the courtyard again.

The door was open. On the way she came, she saw Chen Mu and Elder Changluo leave Sifang City.

That man, shortly after they left, killed An Qiniang.

Wu Zhong... was killed by Wu Zhong.

The eight heavenly towers obtained from the secret realm of Taiyi are still there.

Just now, just when she was about to open the door, she clearly felt a swift murderous intent.

At that moment, she hesitated briefly.

At the moment when she hesitated, the murderous intent quickly collapsed like a dyke, and there was no trace.

In my ear, I heard a shallow breathing sound.

Ye Lingyue's gaze moved to a pillar.

She moved her steps with difficulty and walked towards the pillar step by step.

Behind the pillar, Wu Zhong's body was terribly stiff.

He had heard the familiar breathing sound, getting closer and closer.

In this life, Wu Zhong has never been so nervous as tonight.

He didn't even dare to take out his golden ghost face, because he was still wearing Feng Xin's clothes.

How did he explain to Ye Lingyue that he was wearing a ghost face and Feng Xin's clothes to kill An Qiniang, who was a half-step supernatural powerhouse.

She finally had to know.

Wu Zhong is Feng Xin, and Feng Xin is Wu Zhong... How would she react when she found out?

One is Feng Xin, whom she loves, and the other is Wu Zhong, whom she hates.

But these two are the same person.

Wu Zhong leaned against the pillar, his heart sank little by little.

She would get angry, turn around and walk away, and never ignore him again.

Just as Wu Chong turned around a thousand times, Ye Lingyue's footsteps stopped.

She suddenly turned her head and ran out of the courtyard quickly.

Wu Zhong's body softened, and he sat down on the ground, leaning against the pillar.

He smiled wryly and walked out.

In the courtyard, An Qiniang's body was still there, Wu Zhong waved his hand, and he took back the eight heavenly towers.

In the deserted moonlight in the courtyard, Ye Lingyue's rash intrusion disrupted Wu Zhong's plan.

Ye Lingyue ran out of the inn together.

The scene just now replayed in his mind.

Although she didn't see who was behind the pillar, she saw a familiar corner of the clothes.

That's Feng Xin's clothes, and that's what he wears during the day.

Ye Lingyue's mind was in chaos.

There was an answer, clamoring wildly in her mind.

"No, no, how could Feng Xin be..." Ye Lingyue shook her head violently, as if to drive out the more and more ingrained thoughts in her mind.

But there was a voice in her heart that kept saying it over and over again.

"Actually, you've already suspected it, so why deceive yourself."

Two completely different voices in the head and the bottom of the heart were fighting between heaven and man. After standing for half an hour, Ye Lingyue calmed down a little.

She walked back to the inn where she was staying, and just as she walked near the inn, she saw a familiar figure wandering there.