The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 448: The death of Duan Tingting

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Chapter 448 The Death of Duan Tingting

"Yao Mowan...If there was no Ye Junqing...we would be...good friends..." Duan Tingting's voice was filled with endless regrets, her arms fell weak, and the one was favored by the lord of Nan Qiang. Inside, the proud Princess Changfeng finally stopped breathing in Yao Mowan's arms.

"Tingting? Tingting—" Yao Mowan roared sadly, tears rushing wildly. She didn't know why she was so sad, but her heart hurts so much that she felt a knife pierce her chest and pierce her heart straight after she took a breath.

"Tingting, I'm sorry... Junqing's sorry for you! The dead soul! This king killed you!" Ye Junqing stood up abruptly with extreme grief and anger, staring at the dead soul with anger and bloodshot.

"Oh, one is dead. If that woman died, Ye Junqing, would you be crazy?" The cold face of the dead soul evoked a grinning smile, and his white eyes were filled with indifference. And ruthless.

"Tingting...Mo Wan swears that she will avenge you, she will!" Yao Mowan reluctantly laid Duan Tingting flat on the ground, drew out the dagger in her sleeve, and walked towards the dead soul.

"Mo Wan..." When Ye Junqing wanted to stop, she suddenly saw Yao Mowan's red eyes stained with frost.

"Ye Junqing! Don't seek co-existence, I hope to die together!" The cold voice was unconcealable, Yao Mowan gripped the sharp blade in her hand tightly, her clear eyes gleaming with dazzling light .

"Okay! I don't want to live together, I hope to die together! Junqing can go to Huangquan with you, and die without regrets!" Ye Junqing nodded fiercely, before he raised his sword flat on his chest, his body Rushing to the dead soul at the fastest speed, almost at the same time, Yao Mowan went crazy and ran over without fear of death, raising his dagger.

"Hmph! Since you want to die, I will fulfill you!" The dead soul curled his lips indifferently, and suddenly waved his life. Yao Mowan flew out in the light of lightning and fire, the wind whistling in his ears, and Zhong'er's figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"Zhonger...Did you come to pick up your mother..." Just when Yao Mowan closed his eyes in despair, a roar suddenly came from her ear:

"Yao Mowan, do you hurt or not! The emissary saves you, and you dare to call yourself the mother of the emissary! Can you raise a son who is so lively and fragrant as the emissary!" Bai Zhan Rolling his eyes and pushing Yao Mowan away, he hummed angrily.

Yao Mowan heard the sound trembling sharply. When she fixed her eyes, she saw Bai Zhan standing in front of her. Turning around, Ye Junqing was also rescued by Mo Chang. Looking at the dead soul, she was actually killed by Meiji and Qian. The face is firmly locked.

"Who are you! Let me go!" The dead soul struggled desperately to break free of the chains that bound him, but to no avail.

"Save the province! This is the mysterious iron chain. With your internal strength, I am afraid that there is no chance to break it." Mei Ji sneered at the dead soul.

"Junqing, are you okay?" The rest of the catastrophe did not give Yao Mowan any joy. When he was sure that Ye Junqing was unobstructed, Yao Mowan walked towards the dead soul step by step.

"Yao Mowan, don't mess around, the captain is dead, this person wants to live." Seeing Yao Mowan walk towards the dead soul, Bai Zhan immediately took a step forward.

"Son get out of the way!" Yao Mowan's voice was cold and her eyes were as cold as ice.

"Who is your son!" When Bai Zhan was in anger, Yao Mowan was already close to the dead soul.

"Yao Mowan, I'll wait to act, you can't move your soul." Mei Ji didn't care about her deception with Yao Mowan, and warned solemnly.

"Yes! Yao Mowan, you step back! Bai Zhan, don't pull her back!" Qianmian and Meiji both tightened the chain ends, unable to relax at all.

"Don't worry, Mo Wan just wants to say a few words." Yao Mowan looked at the dead soul coldly, the cold light in her eyes made the struggling dead soul want to back off.

"Then you hurry up!" Bai Zhan asked Lanhua's finger, especially tolerant. But I don't want to say anything, Yao Mowan's dagger is already ### on the body of the dead soul.

"You **** it! Tingting's life is coming--" Yao Mowan held the dagger fiercely in both hands and tried his best. Yin Xue and Qianmian met in a bad situation, and immediately pulled the chain back for a few steps, for fear that the blood of the dead soul would splash on Yao Mowan's body.

"Yao Mowan, you are crazy! He is a poisonous man! The blood on his body is poisonous!" Bai Zhan did not expect Yao Mowan's reaction to be so drastic, and immediately dragged him back.

"Death of souls! They are just innocent people! Why did you kill them! You remember! I, Yao Mowan, must cut off your head and pay homage to Duan Tingting and those who were killed by you. Nun!" Yao Mowan burst into tears, crying heartbreakingly.

"Yao Mowan, you are all your own fate, so don't try to do it!" Bai Zhan said silly words there, but he didn't want Yao Mowan to turn around suddenly, sharp as a blade. Shot over.

"You...you want to eat people?" Bai Zhan subconsciously choked his throat, and said angrily.

"How long have you stayed in the dark! Why didn't you take action when he killed Duan Tingting! If the dead soul was the murderer of Duan Tingting, then you are accomplices! Since the Lord is determined to die, just don't come out! What is it now? Want Mo Wan to be grateful to you? Bah!" Yao Mowan sternly scolded, the magnificent pupils in her eyes shuddering.

"You girl...how do you say it, how could we be in the dark, indeed we just arrived!" Bai Zhan retorted with a guilty heart.

"Bai Zhan! In order to make Lord Nan Qiang and Jeju turn against each other, you actually saw death and did not save you. If Lord Nan Qiang knows about this, the consequences are still unknown! Go back and tell Wuming that I have Yao Mowan here, his The wishful thinking may not work! How are you now? Do you want to catch Mo Wan and Prince Su and go back?" Yao Mowan stepped forward abruptly, raising his hands in front of Bai Zhan.

"Cough cough...you better make me behave like a dead ladyboy..." Bai Zhan retreated with a laugh, and looked at Mo Chang like a begging for help. Meiji and Qianmian, but they saw each of them looking at the sky. At this moment, whoever interrupts is a fool!

"Bai Zhan, let's go!" Mo Changshi couldn't bear to watch Yao Mowan look at his sweetheart, and immediately solved Ye Junqing's acupuncture points. He stood up, and Bai Zhan followed afterwards. At the same time, Mei Ji and Qianmian also left with the dead soul.

"Mo Wan, do you have anything to do?" Ye Junqing released his restraints and immediately ran to Yao Mowan's side.

"I'm okay." Yao Mowan walked to Duan Tingting's corpse slumpingly, leaned over and squatted down, stroking the blood on the corners of Duan Tingting's lips with her delicate fingers.

"Tingting, I'm sorry...If you didn't save Mo Wan, you might not die..." Yao Mowan's tears could not be restrained from sliding down, and the frequency of her fingertips trembling like her heart. If Duan Tingting didn't pounce, she believed that Bai Zhan and the others would also make a move, but... but everything was too late.

"Mo Wan, it is Junqing who is sorry for her, it has nothing to do with you. If it weren't for Junqing and Shixun's grudge, there would be nothing like today." Ye Junqing was frustrated and clenched his fists, heartbroken.

"It's not you, it's Ye Hongyi! Mo Wan will ask Ye Hongyi for this account!" Just as Yao Mowan spoke sadly, there was a sound of rapid footsteps not far away.

"Princess! Princess Changfeng!" When she saw Jingyue running over in blood, Yao Mowan was heartbroken. If it hadn't been for her to ask Duan Tingting to let Jingyue take a trip to Daxia, then she would rely on Jingyue's How can martial arts hurt Duan Tingting! After all, Duan Tingting's death, she can't get rid of it!