At the foot of Zhonggu Mountain, the deposited thousands of years of ice and snow were dyed into a rich dark black by evil spirits. Yun Qiushui opened his eyes in a daze, but found that what caught his eyes was a magnificent palace. She was wearing clean clothes and stood in the middle, and her hands were not stained with blood. Just as she was confused, the light gauze curtains around her were windless, and the low moans of men and women came from the depths of the room, as if guiding her to continue walking inside.

This place looks like a woman's boudoir. The luxurious decoration reveals the owner's extraordinary identity. Yun Qiushui's eyes were dull and looked into the innermost. Her eyes passed through the three-layer curtains and two screens without any obstruction. She directly saw the wide bed at the end. Diagonally opposite the bed was an equally luxurious huge bronze mirror. Through the refraction of the mirror, she could clearly see the two figures hugging each other and lingering.

The man's chuckling and the woman's moans came one after another, clothes were scattered all over the ground, Yun Qiushui's heart was pounding, looking at the man she loved the most on the bed, hugging another woman with a tender face, his pupils shining with a unique light of fire, with a fascinating fatal attraction, the woman's forehead was sweating profusely, and her weak body leaned on his chest, her eyes full of happiness. Their lips and teeth closed, and they kept whispering something, but their voice seemed to be isolated from another world, completely unable to penetrate.

Yun Qiushui's heart was beating violently at this moment when he fell into the abyss. He looked at the two people on the bed with a dull expression. His trembling hands tightly held in his wide sleeves and let loosened them weakly.

It was him... it was Feng Jiuqing and Princess Mingyu! That was the hurdle in her heart that she could not overcome. No matter how her husband explained it to her, this kind of betrayal was like a thorn in her flesh.

At this moment, Feng Jiuqing suddenly raised her head and looked at her. Princess Mingyu also sat up. Both of them were naked and lingering together, and even their hands were tightly tied together, and at the same time they showed a strange smile to her.

Yun Qiushui's brain exploded, and the sudden collapse was like a mountain torrent, forcing her to retreat back with difficulty. Yun Qiushui waved her sleeves to escape. However, this huge palace was like a maze. No matter where she fled from, she stood firm again and stood firm and still returned to the front of the bed. Feng Jiuqing and Princess Mingyu looked at her motionlessly, and laughter continued to be heard around her, even the air was filled with a red face.

It was an hallucination. She knew that it was an hallucination, but the buzzing brain could not think normally.

After a while, Princess Mingyu on the bed walked towards her leisurely. She picked up the clothes thrown on the ground and draped them on her body casually. She caressed her body, which had long disappeared, and made a giggle. At this time, she had not been knocked into the Bonding King's Water Hell. Her skin was tender and smooth, her face was still beautiful, and she could still hear it clearly. When she opened her mouth, she also turned her up and helped her up. She leaned over and hooked her with her other hand and stuffed Feng Jiuqing's clothes into her arms. She smiled maliciously: "I'll give him something to you."

Yun Qiushui lowered her head and stared at the flame-like red dress in her hand. That year, when Feng Jiuqing first met Yu Qixue Plateau, he was wearing a gorgeous red dress, which attracted her gaze in an instant and could no longer move.

Where did that mysterious man come from? They have sat side by side on the snow field countless times, staring straight at the light of dusk, dyeing the white snow into gold bit by bit. He was always silent for a long time at that time, with a lot of thoughts. He seemed to know Feiyuan's story better than anyone else. Whenever he mentioned it to her, he always showed a look of indifferent and quiet yearning, but every time she wanted to ask carefully, Feng Jiuqing always pinched the tip of her nose and shook her head gently.

It was not until a long time later that she understood the true meaning of that silence. It turned out that the reason why this immortal island in the Central Plains fell from the sky was that it was inseparable from him!

Feng Jiuqing is not a kind person. She knew from the beginning that her husband was not a kind person. She also warned herself countless times during the past twenty years of returning to Kunlun. She sealed the sword spirit into the sword box and kept silent about the past.

But all this was just an illusion of self-deception. When the betrayal of the past was so nakedly in front of her, she still couldn't control the heart-wrenching sadness in her heart, and hugged the red dress tightly and she couldn't help crying.

"Why are you crying? The person in his heart is always you." Princess Mingyu gently touched her cheek, and her slender fingers pinched Yun Qiushui's chin with her slender fingers, forcing her to look directly at her eyes and unable to dodge at all. This was the first time that Yun Qiushui really saw the appearance of the eldest princess clearly. It was indeed the unique arrogance and nobility of the royal princess, which was completely different from all the women she had ever seen. She carried the light golden pupils of the Feiyuan Royal Family, and in an instant, she was like the rising sun, which made Yun Qiushui feel that her eyes were tingled. Mingyu smiled faintly, gently, slowly approached her, and said in a low voice: "Yun Qiushui, everyone in his heart is always you. Even if you can't forgive his betrayal, he has never changed his heart to you. I really envy you... Yun Qiushui, this sentence is true, I really envy you."

Princess Mingyu smiled to herself, her whole body trembled. Suddenly, she looked back at Feng Jiuqing who was still motionless on the bed with expressionless expression. Her body couldn't help but tense. She stared deeply at the beautiful face and walked back barefoot and strode back, regardless of Yun Qiushui's surprised gaze pounced on her and hugged the illusion tightly in her arms. She kissed the "Feng Jiuqing" who had transformed into her body like a madman who was trapped in madness, hoping to crush the illusion in front of her and never want to separate from him again.

"I really love him." Princess Mingyu grinned, but her eyes were surprisingly peaceful and deep. She stared at Yun Qiushui quietly, asking word by word, as if she was roaring: "Why, I am willing to give him everything, and I don't even care that he has a wife who is pregnant with Liujia! Why did he lie to me? He wanted Chen Yue to steal it out and send him, why did she use that ridiculous excuse to deceive my feelings!"

Yun Qiushui opened her mouth and was speechless. Her husband was always a person who was good at concealing his heart. She didn't know what expression and tone he used when Feng Jiuqing deceived the eldest princess.

Or maybe Feng Jiuqing didn't need to pretend at all, because the eldest princess in front of her was infatuated with him at first glance. Even if it was a false intention that everyone could see through at first glance, this woman would definitely choose to trust her irrationally.

"Yun Qiushui, do you know where you are now?" Mingyu's voice suddenly came from her ears tightly against her earlobe. Yun Qiushui only felt a trembling body, and a deep cold surged from the depths of her bone marrow. She lowered her head in surprise, looked at her withered palms stretching out directly from her body, and gently patted her shoulder with a strange and strange angle. She subconsciously turned her head and happened to face the eldest princess' eyes. She said with a smile: "I fed my flesh and blood to the Gu insect, and carved my soul into the insect mark. Now I am on you, and no one can separate us again! Haha, haha, Yun Qiushui, Feng Jiuqing loves you so much. If he finds that we have become one, will he share this love with me a little?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the dead wood hands tore open Yun Qiushui's clothes bit by bit. Yun Qiushui looked at her body in disbelief. Her heart was already empty, and the pounding heartbeat sound actually came out from the worm mark on the back.

"It's a pity... it's a pity that I can't deal with him after all." Mingyu sighed regretfully, his eyes finally shook for a moment, and with a cold ridicule, he said lightly, "Yun Qiushui, it's not that I have to target you, it's really... I can't help but be helpless against Feng Jiuqing, and I can only take anger on you. If you want to blame or hate, go find him. If he didn't disappear without a trace, why would I have no choice but to make things difficult for another woman?"

"What do you... want to do?" Yun Qiushui slowly lowered her head, took a look at her body slowly, and calmed down. Mingyu took back the dead wood's hands from her body, staring at Feng Jiuqing's illusion, but she could not see any emotional fluctuations in her expression. "Yun Qiushui, I live too much. Death is just a relief for me, but I am unwilling to die so humbly. Whether you or your daughter, I can naturally drag one or the other, the underworld road. With you, I am not alone."

She turned her face and suddenly began to undergo strange changes. She saw her beautiful skin slowly suppurating, making a sizzling sound of burning, and the flesh and blood were bitten and swallowed by something invisible, gradually revealing the white bones inside. As Ming Yu's body gradually disappeared, Yun Qiushui finally felt a painful pain all over her body. It turned out that the horror that happened to Ming Yu in her eyes was corresponded little by little to herself at this time!

Her body... still couldn't move, but the palace in front of her began to rotate rapidly, making her dizzy and dizzy. Princess Mingyu held the white bones' stand and still held Feng Jiuqing's phantom in her arms crazy.

"Madam...Madam!" In the dark, Yun Qiushui heard a strange and familiar voice in his ear. In the chaos, a faint white shadow rushed from afar. The Fengse long sword under his hand brought countless shattered wind blades, and instantly cut the illusion.

"Madam Yun! Wake up!" The voice was anxious, as if it was near in front of you, and as if it was far away in the sky.

At this time, on the roof of the imperial capital, Xiao Yibai held the Fengshen sword tightly with one hand and held the eldest princess's skull with the other hand, and was forcibly awakening Yun Qiushui, who was far away in Kunlun Mountain with his own spiritual power.

Opening her eyes again, Yun Qiushui took a breath of cold air, the magnificent ceiling above her head dissipated, and replaced by the black mist that was still lingering in the sky. She lay flat in the glacier at the foot of Zhonggu Mountain, with a slight blood line wrapped around her limbs and neck. The blood that was traction all over her body slowly merged with the huge sacrifice array beneath her. When she noticed that she suddenly woke up, the boy beside her was shocked and immediately felt a distant force confronting the sacrifice array. An Sheng jumped up gracefully, and the whole person was strangely suspended in the air and facing Yun Qiushui's eyes, which caused the blood line on her body to accelerate the flow.

The sky was desolate. Bell and Drum Mountain was originally stained with the dragon blood of Bell and Drum Dragon. It was the area with the most clear air in Kunlun territory. At this time, it was affected by the sacrifice array, and it was like being sucked into a huge black hole. Any living life would be torn to pieces.

"Hey, who are you? So strong, it seems that I can't let it go." An Sheng felt the power silently, and couldn't help but exclaim in his mouth. His hand gently raised and placed it on Yun Qiushui's chest. The piece of his heart was originally empty after being dug out. The blood line on her body also flowed through there and was stained with the breath of monsters and continued to cycle again and again. An Sheng frowned, clasped his hand into a fist and put it into the hole, instantly causing the nearby evil spirit to come out, and directly wrapped the sacrifice in it and bit it wildly.

Yun Qiushui endured the severe pain, but she could never sigh again. The things she owed for those years would be returned in another way. She didn't care about the eldest princess' revenge on her. The only thing she was worried about was Tianchi Huanba and... her daughter Yun Xiao.

Can it be stopped? Is it still time?

At the critical moment, An Sheng's face suddenly changed drastically. He turned over and took several steps in a row, looking at the familiar figure walking out of the black fog at the end of his sight in disbelief.

He smiled faintly, although his white clothes were dyed bright red and his heart was hollowed out, he still looked calm and composed as before.
Chapter completed!