Chapter 450: Heartbroken and Infuriated II
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Feng Ruqing’s eyes were fixed on a group of people who stood before Tang Yu.
The person who led the group was Wen Feng who had fled from the battle in the beast mountain previously.
It was such a small world. They had actually met each other again.
The corner of Feng Ruqing’s lips curved into a sneer. Her sneer was so vicious that had sent a chill down everyone’s spine.
“You are the house lady of Fengyun clan that he had mentioned?”
It turned out that Tang Yu was the one who wanted to kill Tang Yin and it was Tang Yu’s subordinate who had hurt her little snow wolf.
All the recent and old grudges welled up in her heart, they turned into never-ending grudges.
“Qing’er, stay away from this. I will handle these people.” A hint of cruelty flashed in Feng Tianyu’s eyes. He knew that both of them could never get into the back hill without killing all these people.
However, he had never thought that the Tang family had gotten on with the Fengyun clan. Moreover, there were actually people of the Fengyun clan in the Tang family.
“No. We must get rid of them as soon as possible before meeting Mother. I am afraid something will happen to her if we are late.” Feng Ruqing approached Feng Tianyu slowly.
Feng Ruqing did not know why she had a feeling of unease in her heart. She could only feel relieved when she had met Nalan Yan.
“Alright.” Feng Tianyu nodded slightly. He swung his hand and a long sword appeared in his hand.
Boom!
Feng Tianyu went off like a gust of wind. In a split second, he appeared before Wen Feng.
The sudden burst of momentum was extremely fast and devastating, just like a violent storm. His eyes were cold and piercing, he looked extremely imposing.
He was the emperor of Liu Yun Kingdom and, at the same time, Nalan Yan’s husband. He would not hesitate to slaughter the people of the Fengyun clan to save Nalan Yan. Whoever that went against him must die!
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In a shabby wooden hut.
Rong Yan was lying in bed—her dazzling countenance had faded.
Her bony face was sunken with dark circles under her eyes. She looked as if she would die any time now.
Suddenly, a strong aura emitted from the back hill, shaking the entire back hill.
Rong Yan’s lifeless face changed. She stared blankly outside the hut. A hint of excitement could be seen sparkling in her dark eyes.
‘He… is here? He is here for me?’
Tears streamed down her bony face. She held forcefully onto the wooden bedframe and stumbled out of bed. However, she was too weak. She lost her balance and fell down to the ground.
A sound of bone cracking could be heard when she hit the ground. It was not a big problem for ordinary people. However, Rong Yan was too skinny and her bones were just right under her skin.
Disregarding the pain, she pressed her arms forcefully onto the ground as she crawled toward the door. She had lost her voice and freedom to the poison of the Violet-Milvus Bloom. Her life was even worse than a walking-dead. She could not even move the slightest.
Rong Yan gritted her teeth tightly. As she was severely dehydrated, her skin was extremely dry. She could feel the pain of her skin rubbing against the ground like countless blades cutting into her flesh.
With her nails digging deep into the earth, she crawled down the hill. Her robe was torn, the skin on her chest was badly mutilated, leaving b.l.o.o.d.y marks in the dirt whenever she pulled her body forward.
However, she did not give up. There was someone she loved ahead of her. Someone she had been waiting for a dozen years. Even though she had lost her memory, he had always appeared in her dreams.