Sang Yi's eyes lit up, and he looked at Qianfeng with some surprise. Her senior brother, for so many years, has never looked at her with such a serious expression.

But she clearly didn't say it wrong, all of this, from beginning to end, should have been hers, and it was taken away by someone for no reason, teaching her how to swallow this evil breath.

If it weren't for Wen Wanbai, she wouldn't be like this; If it weren't for Wen Wanbai, she would have married Mu Ye long ago; If it weren't for Wen Wanbai, she would be the rightful lord of this Water Moon Palace.

Wen Wanbai was the culprit of all this, and at the thought of this, jealousy almost erupted from her resentful eyes.

Wen Wanbai was still smiling lightly, pacing forward leisurely, the deeper the smile on her lips. She was dressed in white clothes, as beautiful as a Nine Heavens Immortal, but unfortunately there was a little less fireworks.

Qianfeng looked at Wen Wanbai nervously, his right fist slightly curled up trembled slightly, but he didn't say a word.

Wen Wanbai didn't like him to get involved in this matter, so he could only be an obedient finch and pampered in a golden wire cage.

Wen Wanbai glanced at Qianfeng with his afterglow sneeringly, and repeatedly flicked his jade fingers, "Sister Sang still has the strength to say so many things, it seems that this punishment is not enough." ”

Sang Yi looked at her in disbelief, licked her dry lips, and had just used her last strength to say too much, and now her breathing was difficult: "Wen Wanbai, you will definitely not die well!" ”

"Ahh

The woman's screams were particularly piercing in this dark prison, and they were enough to make people's hearts ache.

Qianfeng didn't even see Wen Wanbai's movements clearly, and saw her pinching Sang Yi's neck with both hands, different from the previous carelessness, her eyes were calm and murderous.

That look made him feel a little palpitation, indescribably bloodthirsty and dark.

Seeing that Sang Yi was dying, he still couldn't help but step forward after all: "Palace Master, you still have important things to ask, if you execute her now, wouldn't it be worth the loss." ”

He struck a humble gesture and cautiously interceded for her.

Wen Wan paused for a moment, and glanced at Qianfeng with a strange smile, "This is your loyalty?" ”

Qianfeng's tone was three points detached, "The subordinates have always been loyal to the palace master. ”

Wen Wanbai withdrew his hand and quickly flashed in front of Qianfeng, the wind blowing down his cloak, revealing a pale and bloodless face.

"A good one has always been faithful."

She spoke slowly, and every word seemed to be in the hearts of the people.

Qian Feng opened his gaze expressionlessly, "Palace Master, stop it." ”

"You're telling me to stop?" Wen Wanbai was slightly stunned, and her smile became more and more sarcastic. "If this palace is really so ruthless, I'm afraid that Sister Sang will have no bones left. To this day, you told me to stop? ”

"You're really eccentric, brother."

Sang Yi coughed for a while before he came back, and his voice was a little hoarse: "You don't kill me, it's just to know the way to resurrect the cold water grass, why do you say it so high-sounding." ”

The dark prison is cold and damp, Sang Yi is a person who practices martial arts, even if she is abolished martial arts, she can live in such a difficult environment, but she is a person after all, no matter how strong her perseverance is, she can't withstand the torture again and again.

She knew that she didn't have much time to live, and she didn't want to let Wen Wanbai's purpose succeed, so she must make her death worthwhile.

Wen Wanbai smiled.

"You're looking for death."

"Qianfeng."

Qianfeng arched his hand, "The subordinates are here." ”

Wen Wanbai lifted a sword and threw it in front of him with a "snap", "Kill her, let this palace see your loyalty." ”

Qian Feng lowered his eyes and quietly picked up the sword that fell in front of him, his movements unexpectedly slow.

"Those who practice martial arts should pay attention to the word fast, as the secret guard of the palace, you shouldn't act like this."

Wen Wanbai seemed to be earnest, but in fact, the corners of his lips were secretly hooked.

Qian Feng's hand trembled slightly, and he almost couldn't hold the sword steadily.

Seeing this, Wen Wanbai smiled: "If you can't even hold the sword in your hand steadily, how can you walk the rivers and lakes with this palace in the future?" ”

Sang Yi kept shaking his head, realizing that Wen Wanbai was serious this time, and looked at Qian Feng in dismay, "No...... No, senior brother, I'm the junior sister you care about the most, you can't do things like you. ”

Qianfeng stepped forward step by step and stopped when he was one step away from Sang Yi. He didn't look at Sang Yi's grief-stricken appearance, nor did he pay attention to Wen Wanbai's words with a gun and a stick.

"Sang Yi, I'm sorry, senior brother is incompetent."

He swung his sword, but the tip of it was pointing at him. But when it touches the chest, the sword is broken by life.

Wen Wanbai looked mockingly at his fingers that were constantly dripping with blood, and sighed twice: "Senior brother's heart is really biased, so I'd rather die myself than hurt Sister Sang in the slightest." ”

Qian Feng looked shocked.

"This palace is not as good as you like."

She didn't care about her still bleeding hand, she picked up a sword and plunged it directly into Sang Yi's chest.

Sang Yi screamed "ah", but exhausted the last few strands of strength and said: "Wen Wanbai, kill me, you will never know the secret of the cold water grass." Master only told me one person, which shows that he doesn't take you seriously at all. Also, if you can't practice the seventh level of the Water Moon Forbidden Technique, I'm afraid time is running out, and this Water Moon Palace will eventually change hands. ”

She spoke very slowly, word by word, enduring the pain, and even tears welled up in her eyes, sliding down the corners of her eyes.

"The person Mu Yege loves has always been me."

"If you kill me today, he won't let you go."

"Brother Mu Ye, you must get my husband back for me-" Before the words fell, Wen Wanbai pushed the sword deeper, and pulled it out mercilessly.

"If death is imminent, why bother with such chatter."

The woman hung her head silently, looking lifeless.

"Sang Yi!"

Qianfeng didn't care about the so-called loyalty, stepped forward to support her body, trying to probe her breath, which was extremely weak.

Sang Yi squirmed his lips, his voice was as low as a feather, and he fluttered lightly on people's hearts: "Master...... Senior brother, live well. ”

After speaking, she took a deep look at the figure not far behind Wen Wanbai, her eyebrows were proud, her lips were half raised, and she lost her strength and was completely lifeless.

"Click" is the sound of someone falling.

Wen Wanbai threw the sword, wiped his fingers carefully, and when he looked back, he was quite surprised to see a familiar figure.

Mu Ye.

Although his eyes were tied with black ribbons, they did not affect his beauty in the slightest.

Mu Ye stumbled to his feet, "Sang...... Sang Yi, is that you? ”

It's a pity that no one will ever respond to him again.

Wen Wanbai frowned, "A group of waste, I didn't even look at a person, how can a casual person enter here." ”

In fact, it is not to blame the dead man for letting go. She had said before that if one day Mu Ye appeared here, there was no need to stop it.