C89 (1/2)
Dongfang Ya's tears fell from her eyes due to the pain.
Inside the sound transmission flute, Di Qing Mo looked at Dongfang Xiaoran with a pained expression.
”She's too proud.” Di Qing Mo.
”Master, isn't this what you want?” A voice came from the sound transmission flute.
”That's right!” ”However, I also hope that she can hide under my wings and safely survive.”
”Master, you know that with your status, it's impossible!”
”I won't give her up, Tims.” Di Qing Mo was determined.
”Master, I will protect the matriarch.” Tims.
”Are you done advancing?” Di Qing Mo was a little doubtful.
”Yes, master. I am now a magical beast of the eighth rank. ” Tims said proudly.
”Master, I need to return to the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts to train and solidify my cultivation.” Tims.
”Must it be now?” Di Qing Mo was silent.
”The sooner the better.” ”The Matriarch needs the Master here now. The Master is here, and I can go by myself.”
”She'll understand me, Tims.” Di Qing Mo confirmed.
Tims did not reply. Di Qingmo knew that he had to make a decision. He could do whatever he wanted to himself, but Tims could not. He was his brother from a young age, a relative who shared hardships with him. Even more so, it was a gift from his father.
”Dongfang Xiaoran, I have some matters to attend to so I'll be leaving first. Can you stay here by yourself? ” Di Qing Mo's voice was transmitted into Dongfang Xiaoran's ears through the sound transmission flute.
”...” Where are you going? ” Dongfang Xiaoran asked uncertainly.
”Mountain Range of Magical Beasts.” I'll be back as soon as I can. ” Di Qing Mo's eyes were filled with reluctance. Even though Dongfang Xiaoran couldn't see it, she could actually feel Di Qingmo's helplessness and determination.
”You can go. I can take care of it myself.” Dongfang Xiaoran suppressed the sadness in her heart and said coldly.
”Murong Jinfeng will be here soon. What can I do for him? ” Di Qingmo left with Tims after saying that.
As soon as Di Qing Mo and Tim left the sound transmission flute, Dongfang Xiaoran felt an unfamiliar aura together with Di Qing Mo.
Who is it? Dongfang Xiaoran was surprised. Who could make Di Qingmo pay so much attention? He felt a little sour in his heart. Dongfang Xiaoran blinked and suppressed the jealousy in her heart.
Dongfang Xiaoran's hands became heavier. Blood gradually stained Dongfang Yaruo's clothes. The pink dress actually had a bewitching beauty.
”Dongfang Xiaoran, just you wait to collect your third brother's corpse! Haha. I forgot to tell you, the minced meat here belongs to your cute servant, Little He. ”Haha …” Dongfang Ya shouted like she was crazy.
Dong Fang Xiaoran was shocked by what Dong Fang Yiran said. Little He? That maid that she had just come here to smile at? Didn't care if she had crippled her spiritual roots or was it the Little He who served her as usual? Now it's this pile of minced meat? Dongfang Xiaoran couldn't believe it.
”NO!” ”No, I won't.” Dongfang Xiaoran felt extremely guilty. If she had arrived earlier, would this not have happened?
”I still want to tell you …” Eyebrows... Ah … She just died before you came here, haha. ” While enduring Dongfang Xiaoran's attack, Yarou did not forget to tell Dongfang Xiaoran.
”Oriental, you vicious woman. ”Go to hell!” Dongfang Xiaoran had completely lost her reason. As he crazily channeled his spirit energy into the blue teardrop stone, his spirit root began to emit a trembling humming sound.
The powerful elemental energy took the form of a human figure. It was none other than Dongfang Xiaoran. Dongfang Xiaoran's face was dark as she stared at Dongfang Yarou with her black eyes.
It was only then that Dongfang Ya Ruo became truly terrified. She shouted hoarsely, ”You can't kill me. The Emperor has already ordered for the marriage of you and Cousin Tian Chen. I can't die! I can't die. ”