"For what, for what, I still can't forget you, why do I want to save you, why don't I kill you? Why are you going to betray me, why are you so stupid, I gave everything to you, for what you want to leave me, for what, for what! Looking at the portrait, the woman screamed in pain like a wounded beast, her nails scratching her cheeks, leaving trails of blood.

A wolf howl rang out in the distance, echoing through the wilderness. The woman stopped abruptly and stared blankly at the endless darkness outside.

The wooden door was slammed open, and the blood-eyed wolf wagged its tail happily like a puppy, and threw itself into the woman's arms.

"Bloody Eyes...... You, how did you come back! The woman let the blood-eyed bone wolf pounce into her arms, and was stunned for a while, before reaching out to caress the bone wolf's back, her hands trembling.

"You're back, that means he's dead, he's dead, hehe, he's dead, he's finally dead." The woman muttered, with a hint of pleasure and a hint of relief, but soon, a hint of sadness came to her cheeks.

"Dead, dead, you're dead, why do you want to die so early, what should I do if you die? I'm the only one left, how can I live? His bloodstained face was covered with tears, and it was so terrible that it made my heart palpitate.

"Who is it? Who killed you? You are mine, even if you die, you can only die at my hands, no one can kill you, no one can kill you except me! The woman roared frantically, waving her hands, and her sharp air blades flew in all directions, smashing the wooden tables and chairs into pieces, and the wooden house was crumbling.

The blood-eyed wolf looked at his former master in horror, holding his tail between his legs, trembling and shrinking in the corner, and let out a low mournful roar.

In the night, her angry screams were so terrible, so crazy, but there was no movement around, as if everyone had become accustomed to her being mad like this, and no one even came to look at her.

It was a long time before her frantic roaring stopped, leaving only whimpering sobs.

"Fengyun, no matter who killed you, I will avenge you, and then, I will accompany you, at that time, you don't have to avoid me anymore, and don't leave me again, okay?" The woman's hand caressed the portrait tenderly, muttering a whisper.

"Do you want to know who killed him?" At this time, Qing Lingyan's cold voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"Who are you?" The woman raised her head, and the blood and tears on her face were mixed together, looking particularly hideous. She was so distracted just now that she didn't notice that someone was approaching. Looking at the strange girl who suddenly appeared in front of her, the woman's mood became even more unstable. If the other party is not satisfied with what she says next, she will inevitably have an immediate seizure.

"You don't care who I am, I know who killed her." Qing Lingyan said in a deep voice.

"Who, who killed him?" Hearing Qing Lingyan's answer, the woman no longer cared who the girl in front of her was, and how could she appear here. Her heart has been eroded by hatred. At this moment, the woman's voice had become hoarse and low, full of hatred.

"Nanxia Kingdom, Ling Chuxi, but she is estimated to be no longer in Nanxia Kingdom now, I can take you to her." Qingling flue.

"Why should I trust you?" The woman looked at her warily. To be able to come here through the swamp fog miasma, the girl opposite is not simple.