Chapter 365: Fight to Fame 3

Maybe now they think that they have given up a great opportunity, however, it was not long before Sancho's true colors were exposed, and they really understood what happened to Feng Zhuyue, and they really believed that every word Feng Zhuyue said, although it was never explained, was really for their good.

Feng Zhuyue returned to her room in Nansang Academy, and all day long, she was closed, she was meditating and practicing, and as long as she was in the house, there would be no situation.

On the other side, Elder Changfeng called Ye Shuang to a place where no one was around.

"Ye Shuang, the competition between you and Feng Zhuyue, you don't need to be merciful when you start, in the ring, even if you kill her, you are justified!"

Ye Shuang was a little surprised that Elder Changfeng actually asked her to kill Feng Zhuyue, but the corners of her mouth rose, which was exactly what she wanted.

"In the competition between us, I will sign a life and death contract with her, and I will never let her get out of the ring alive."

Ye Shuang's eyes seemed to be suddenly poisonous, and red flames flashed in her eyes with a ruthless bloodthirst.

Elder Changfeng nodded with satisfaction, still very confident in his proud protégé.

"Don't worry, we will never stop at a critical time."

Ye Shuang flicked her sleeves and turned to leave.

Feng Zhuyue, I will never let you go, and I will never let you get out of the ring alive.

Feng Zhuyue was cultivating in the house, and suddenly felt a faint itch at the root of her ears, she always felt that someone would say something about her behind her back, so she helplessly swept away the dust in her heart and continued to close her eyes and practice.

"Yue'er."

Feng Zhuyue smelled a familiar smell in the air, and a soft voice full of infinite affection and forbearance came into Feng Zhuyue's mind.

Feng Zhuyue was covered for a while, only to feel that a certain part of her heart had become extremely soft, she opened her eyes and saw Long Canghao standing at the window.

"Cang."

Feng Zhuyue smiled slightly, and when he opened his arms, he threw himself into his arms.

The familiar taste, the familiar warmth, made her heart even warmer. At the moment when she jumped off the cliff, she thought that she would never see Long Canghao again in this life, and at that moment, she didn't give up until how reluctant she was, and that reluctance alone made her heart tremble.

It was also that reluctance that made her persevere.

Long Canghao softened Feng Zhuyue into his arms, and there was a deep slag on his handsome face, indicating how much life he had lived these days was worse than death.

"Yue'er, I miss you so much."

Feng Zhuyue smiled slightly: "I miss you so much." ”

The two hugged each other tightly under the moonlight, silently saying to each other, as long as they absorbed each other's body temperature and feeling, as well as the touch of her real existence, this was more important than anything else.

Feng Zhuyue lay quietly in her arms, in this world, there is nothing more warm than the crook of his arm, it feels like a seabird that has been exhausted after flying on the boundless sea for a few days and nights suddenly finds a continent to inhabit as warm.

"Yue'er, where have you been for more than ten days? My hair is going gray in a hurry. ”

Feng Zhuyue burst out laughing, but she didn't expect Long Canghao to be so funny. She stretched out her little hand and smoothed it on her chest, "Haven't I stood in front of you safely now?" ”