So he used a group of non-Central Plains people who were coerced by him here to kill Murong Feifei, but he stayed out of the matter, so there was no disciple of the Three Yuan Sect present tonight. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In Mao Ziyuan's heart, Nangong Shaoyou has only one wife who has not passed the door, that is, Murong Feifei, so he explained to these people that he wanted to kill Murong Feifei, Nangong Shaoyou's wife who did not pass through the door.

At the beginning, whether it was a native of the Western Regions or a Mongolian, the question asked by the lama was whether Song Wan'er was Nangong Shaoyou's wife who had not passed the door, and that was a misunderstanding.

And later in the fight, someone lost his voice and said that he wanted to kill Murong Feifei, Song Wan'er has not traveled much time among the people, so she is very simple, but she is not stupid, not only is she not stupid, but she is also very smart.

Although she couldn't guess why those people wanted to kill Murong Feifei, Murong Feifei had been wandering with Nangong Shaoyou on the rivers and lakes for a long time, and had done many major things that shocked the martial arts, and it was normal for someone to kill her.

The current situation is very obvious, she and Murong Feifei have no internal strength, and Nangong Shaoyou is pointed, so Murong Feifei must die.

She loves Nangong Shaoyou very much in her heart, and she also knows that Nangong Shaoyou loves herself very much in her heart, but compared with Murong Feifei, she is always a little worse, she feels that if the two of them can only accompany Nangong Shaoyou alone, she thinks that he and Murong Feifei will be a little happier than herself.

Moreover, she also loves Murong Feifei very much, how can she watch her die, now that she has been misunderstood, she will be wrong, so she pretends to be jealous, which makes people click on Murong Feifei's acupoint.

She was afraid that Murong Feifei would lose her life if she told the truth, in fact, she also knew that even if Murong Feifei said it, those people might not believe it, and in the case of distrust, the most appropriate thing to do was to kill both of them.

After Song Wan'er was captured, she immediately thought of this matter, and made this decision, her heart was also very sad at the moment, she was willing to die for either of these two people, but she had countless things to say in her heart, but she couldn't say it.

Nangong Shaoyou watched Song Wan'er smile sweetly at him, and watched Murong Feifei go crazy in pain under the boulder, he was also extremely sad.

There are also words full of words that can't be spoken, do you want him to say that the real Murong Feifei is under the stone, you kill her, don't kill the girl above, how can these words be spoken.

Song Wan'er sighed, she is Song Zixiu's daughter, and she also has the style of a father, she is very free and easy, and immediately said proudly: "Ahemu, I have no regrets, you kill me!"

"Don't!Ahemu, you kill me, Mao Ziyuan actually wants to kill me, not her!" Nangong Shaoyou shouted hoarsely.

But no matter how he shouted, he couldn't stop the bright knife in Ahmu's hand from stabbing into Song Wan'er's chest!

Song Wan'er smiled sweetly at Nangong Shaoyou, and said the last sentence with a smile like Murong Feifei in the audience: "You don't have to be sad, don't blame yourself, take good care of Shaoyou, and my father..."

The word "pro" became a word she would never be able to say.

Ah Hemu held the sharp knife in his hand, he didn't dare to pull it out, and seeing Song Wan'er fall to the ground, he took a few steps back blankly, "Bang!"

Murong Feifei rushed over, desperately hitting him and kicking him, he didn't resist, picked up Murong Feifei's Heavenly Sword, and pointed the tip of the sword to his chest: "Little girl, you can avenge Miss Murong." ”

Murong Feifei pushed the Yitian Sword, her hand was weak, and she stumbled into the hilt of the Yitian Sword, and with the weight of her body, she stabbed the Yitian Sword into Ahmu's chest.

"Thank you!" Ah Hemu said, knelt down towards Song Wan'er's corpse on the stone, pulled out the Heavenly Sword with all his might, and fell down.

The remaining dozen or so people saluted Song Wan'er's corpse one after another, and went down the mountain, Murong Feifei rushed forward again, constantly beating everyone, this group of men with high martial arts and murder without blinking, killed Song Wan'er, who was as dignified as Guanyin Bodhisattva, tonight, everyone felt guilty in their hearts, and they all thought that being hit by Murong Feifei was a kind of atonement.

Finally, more than ten people disappeared, Nangong Shaoyou wailed and cried in place, crying so much that her voice was hoarse, but Murong Feifei was constantly climbing, she wanted to climb the boulder to find Song Wan'er, but her hands were weak, I don't know how many times she fell, but she still kept trying.

Suddenly, his waist was grabbed by a cold and powerful man, and as soon as his body was light, he got on the stone, it was Nangong Shaoyou, who had already rushed through the acupoint with his internal force.

Murong Feifei felt a sour numbness on his back, and his dumb was also untied by Nangong Shaoyou, and asked under his nose A clear fragrance was the sachet she gave to Nangong Shaoyou.

She desperately threw herself on Song Wan'er's corpse, crying, and shouting Song Wan'er's name.

Nangong Shaoyou stopped crying, slowly squatted down, let Song Wan'er's body lean on his arms, pulled his right hand on the hilt, and quickly pressed Song Wan'er's chest with his hand to prevent blood from coming out.

"Feifei, hurry up and stop the bleeding for Wan'er. Nangong Shaoyou's hoarse voice commanded, and the tone was as if Song Wan'er was not dead yet, but was injured.

Murong Feifei also took out the hemostatic elixir configured by Cheng Chen from his arms in a daze, gently untied the placket on Song Wan'er's chest, applied the hemostatic medicine, and tore off a piece of his dress, carefully bandaging Song Wan'er.

"Wan'er, Feifei has already bandaged you, is it still painful?" Nangong Shaoyou put his face on Song Wan'er's face: "Of course you use it badly, you stupid child, you just like to estimate other people's feelings, even if it hurts, you don't make a sound, you have to endure it alone." ”

Murong Feifei immediately took out a pill and stuffed it into Song Wan'er's mouth: "Sister Wan'er, this is the best painkiller, it will relieve pain if you eat it." ”

Nangong Shaoyou hugged Song Wan'er and said softly: "Wan'er, you have been in the cave for seventeen years, I always thought that you were extremely bearable, and you could live alone for such a long time, it turned out that I was too stupid, and you were also afraid of loneliness, and you were often looking forward to me to accompany you, and now that you are going to be alone again, will you be afraid?"

"Senior brother, at that time, I often asked you to play, so that I didn't accompany Sister Wan'er well, and now it's up to me to accompany her, the taste of loneliness is really uncomfortable. After Murong Feifei finished speaking, he picked up the sharp knife on the ground with one hand and stabbed it hard into his chest.

Nangong Shaoyou hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it, flew the bayonet down the rock, and easily held Murong Feifei in his arms, Murong Feifei howled and cried again, and Nangong Shaoyou hugged her tightly.