"Mei Sansheng is already dead-" Feng Lingyu didn't have a trace of regret on her face, but a cold expression: "You're looking at the wrong person, Mei Ji, some things are in the past, and there is only one result of nostalgia for it-no return, and the widow can see it more clearly than you!" ”

"How is that possible?" Mei Ji looked disbelieving, but she looked at Feng Lingyu's extremely indifferent expression and didn't look like she was acting at all, obviously she loved Mei Sansheng so much before, how could she say that she could forget if she forgot it.

Mei Ji always thought that Feng Lingyu was acting, acting in an unusually realistic scene, but now her ice-like eyes were resolute, there was really no trace of emotion, Mei Ji didn't believe it, her vigorous love started because of her envy of Feng Lingyu, but she didn't expect that she had fallen into it, Feng Lingyu had already escaped, and it was really all gone.

"Who is he?" Feng Lingyu didn't expect that Mei Ji was still thinking about something in her heart before she died, even if she already knew the identity of the man in black, she still needed Mei Ji to say it herself.

Mei Ji bit her lip and looked at Feng Lingyu unwillingly: "You know that I won't betray him!" ”

"Why-" Feng Lingyu said.

"Don't you know?" Mei Ji suddenly used a pitiful tone, at the moment of death, she was suddenly relieved, looking at Feng Lingyu's appearance at the moment, she felt that she was happier than her, she had lived in the gods and witches for decades, and only at this moment Mei Ji inexplicably rose a sense of superiority in her heart, she had a love that Feng Lingyu wanted but couldn't get, at least she thought so, so that she died so calmly.

Feng Lingyu couldn't stand her laughing at herself, and her face became more and more cold: "What is it-"

"It's because of love! I love him, so I'm willing to give everything for him, including my life—" Maggie said coldly, pulling out the sword of the guard next to her, plunging it into her lower abdomen, blood splattering, and she closed her eyes in satisfaction.

"Because of love?" Feng Lingyu saw her slightly bulging lower abdomen: "Stupid woman-after all, she once contributed to the gods and witches, so let's bury it-"

"Yes-" The guard commanded a gesture, and a few of his subordinates dragged the dead charm to retreat, the bright red blood stains on the ground gradually blurred, Feng Lingyu felt a little dazzling, yes, that blooming red flower activated her desire for this world, and unified the world, isn't that what she Feng Lingyu should do?

Back in the dormitory, the bright hall was lit with candles, and Wu Qiye lit a requiem incense to a purple gold copper furnace in the main hall.

"Don't want to ask something?" He listened to Feng Lingyu's crisp footsteps stop behind him, and turned around tremblingly.

"Ask what?" Feng Lingyu's thin face did not have a trace of doubt: "What does Seventh Master Wu think the widow should ask you?" ”

Before Wu Laoqi could speak, she let out an 'oh', pointing to the requiem incense that slowly dispersed the green smoke in the purple gold furnace and said: "Every night is this companion who sleeps with the widow, Wu Qiye really has a heart!" ”

"Ahem-" Wu Laoqi's one-eyed rolled a few times, and the whites of his eyes were stunned, but he didn't notice anything unusual about Feng Lingyu, according to what Mei Ji said about Mei Sansheng just now, she didn't react for any reason, could it be that Gu Ling reacted and began to really isolate her love roots? Wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort to succeed in such a big event, thinking about this, Wu Lao Qi couldn't help but nod in his heart.

"That's right!" Feng Lingyu suddenly remembered something, and sat down with a rare solemn expression: "The widow is about to discuss the matter of the Phoenix Stone with Lord Shenwu, after all, this is a matter of national society, and it is not allowed to be sloppy, although Wu Ye is sent to go, the widow is not at ease!" So—"

"The Holy Lord wants to personally preside over the great affairs?" Wu Laoqi stroked his palms and said, "Okay! Lao Chen also has this intention, the phoenix stone is a spiritual thing, even if it is robbed, but the person who is not selected by it is not capable of controlling the secret of the phoenix stone! The old minister also agreed with the Holy Lord to go! It's just better to keep it a secret—"

Feng Lingyu didn't expect this Wu Lao Qi to suddenly become so talkative, nodded, and quietly set off for Yuexia Mountain Villa after preparing to rest for the night.