Looking at each other to the end of the world

Feng Qingqing held up the finger with trembling hands, her chest was depressed, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, staining her pure white skirt red.

Seeing Feng Qingqing like this.

Menglan is very happy, happy, she has some secrets, and she especially wants to share one or two with Feng Qingqing.

"Do you know why Chen Feng went to you directly? You forced him to marry, why did you make him hate you so much... because I told him that my life is not long, and only the blood of the emperor of the heavenly clan can save me. He said, the Celestial Clan wholeheartedly wants to occupy the Zhangui Clan, so you will definitely force him to marry you through a marriage alliance. No, he believed everything the jailer said, and you are a slut if you believe it!"

"Later, after you became pregnant, I was still very worried, especially after Yi Chenfeng found out that this was his own child, so I told him on purpose that you couldn't get any favors from the War Ghost Clan with him, so I would naturally find another way. In vain attempting to use you and his child to inherit the name of the God of War, when the time comes, the Celestial Clan will be able to occupy the Ghost Clan without wasting any effort, you say... can he still let this child live? Hahaha..."

The venomous words, every word was like a sharp sword, piercing into Feng Qingqing's heart.

Haha, Mo Shangren is independent, the son is unparalleled in the world.

They are all sharp weapons used by others to frame her.

And she has lingered until now, losing her child's life, and she doesn't know what kind of earth-shattering love there is between Yichenfeng and Menglan.

He loved Menglan so much that he blinded his eyes and never believed her explanation.

"What's so good about you? Let me lose so thoroughly."

Menglan paused every word: "Fortunately... Yichenfeng loves me, and hates you!" As for the real reason, Menglan will not say, when Feng Qingqing dies, will the truth of the past be revealed? How, who knows.

The current Feng Qingqing is only one step away from collapse.

Menglan bent down in front of Feng Qingqing, held up her face covered with blood and tears, and said with a smile: "Oh, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you, I... am actually not sick!" Then she took the bag from her hand. One finger, hard...

The remaining fingers eventually turned into bloody water.

"My child... my child... my child!"

Feng Qingqing doesn't understand, as a woman, how cruel can she be that she can't even let a child's corpse go.

Now that she let herself witness with her own eyes, how the child was destroyed by her.

"Menglan, you bitch, I'm going to kill you!"

Feng Qingqing rushed over with her whole body.

……

Yi Chenfeng leaned against the pillars of the lotus pavilion and meditated, his eyes fell on the direction of Qingyaju, when he suddenly heard an exclamation.

"Qingqing..."

His figure, like an arrow from the string, went straight to Qingyaju, and seeing Feng Qingqing's hands pinching Menglan's neck, Menglan's face turned pale, obviously about to die.Yi Chenfeng didn't care about other things, pointed the saber in his hand at Feng Qingqing, raised and lowered the sword without mercy.

Feng Qingqing was forced to let go of her tendon in her hand, raised her head, looked at Yi Chenfeng, and smiled.

"It turned out that in the end, I lost my child and became so desperate that you didn't believe me... Hahaha, Yichen, do you know what you did to me? And I did it for you Did you lose something? Hahaha... Everything you did to me, one day you will regret it, regret it—”

Feng Qingqing's words were so hoarse, her eyes were as silent as ashes.

In the past, he could always see the firmness in her eyes, like a pine tree, unstoppable. He didn't expect that she would show such despair... It seemed that she wanted to die.

Would the death of a child who was used in the battle between the two races make her so desperate?

Yi Chenfeng covered his heart, this cold heart ached for the second time.

He wanted to take a look at Feng Qingqing. At the critical moment just now, he was focused on saving Menglan. He didn't pay attention. He didn't know whether her injury was serious or not, but Menglan ran into his arms first. She shyly said: "It's dusty, it's good to have you." He glanced at Feng Qingqing coldly, full of sarcasm.

The two are in love, but she is like a rag.

why?

Just because she is still alive, so suffer all this.

What if she died...