Wow, the husband I kidnapped is not a human

"Thank you...thank you..." Rong Guanxiu said sincerely with a relieved smile on his face.

Rong Guanxiu's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and Jun Fuyao's spiritual power could hardly be transmitted.

Rong Guanxiu stopped talking and kept looking at Ye Zheying's face tenderly and lovingly, as if he wanted to remember this face firmly, engrave it in his soul, and make it a brand for eternity...

Ye Zheying stopped talking and just stared at the person in front of her with deep affection, letting the tears flow freely down her face...

The two of them just stared at each other...

It seems as if they want to entangle each other's souls together forever and ever, never to be separated!

Suddenly, Rong Guanxiu's face flushed. He used up his last bit of strength to hold Ye Zheying's hand and murmured, "Lian Lian, you and I promised to be together for a hundred years..."

Having said this, his body suddenly shook, his voice stopped abruptly, his eyes filled with infinite attachment and infatuation slowly closed, and his left hand, which was holding Ye Zheying, also dropped weakly.

Ye Zheying suddenly calmed down at this moment, so calm that it was scary.

With tearful eyes, she stared at Rong Guanxiu's still gentle and handsome face, and slowly continued the last two sentences: "Who dies first... wait for three years on the Naihe Bridge..."

Ye Zheying knelt there, staring at Rong Guanxiu who seemed to be in deep sleep, and said to Jun Fuyao calmly, "I'm giving you the One-Armed Sword Manual that's on the table beside my bed... I'm also giving it to you, Hua'er..."

Jun Fuyao wanted to say something, but it was all stuck in his throat...

"I have one last request from you. Please bury us two together. On the tombstone, write "Tomb of Rong Guanxiu and Ye Zheying". She is not the queen and never has been... Please grant me your wish, Miss Jun!" Ye Zheying requested solemnly.

Jun Fuyao sighed deeply, but still said, "I can promise you. But... don't you plan to avenge him yourself? And Wu Qinghua... can you really rest assured?"

"I'm relieved to leave Hua'er to you. As for revenge..." Ye Zheying smiled, looking at Rong Guanxiu with longing and expectation, and said slowly: "The murderer... is also left to you to deal with. I heard that Huangquan Road is very dark and gloomy, Xiu'er has been afraid of the dark since he was a child... I want to go with him... Xiu'er is also waiting for me, how can I bear to... let him wait for me for three years?"

Having said this, Ye Zheying slowly leaned down, put her face against Rong Guanxiu's face, and whispered affectionately: "Xiu'er... don't be afraid... I'm coming..."

Then, her body suddenly shook violently, and then she fell forward softly. Her only remaining hand tightly hugged Rong Guanxiu's body, and their cheeks were pressed tightly together. There was no more movement.

Ye Zheying used her remaining spiritual power to sever her own heart meridians, and followed Rong Guanxu to die.

"Father...Aunt Ye..." Wu Qinghua screamed heartbreakingly, her heart was broken. Suddenly, she opened her lips and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. She closed her eyes and fainted...

The two people who treated him the best in the world passed away overnight. Coupled with the serious injuries, the double blow to his mind and body was finally unbearable for this fragile boy.

Jun Fuyao's heart skipped a beat: Damn, I almost forgot about this little prince. God bless him, don't let this one die after two of them just died.

After checking, Jun Fuyao let out a long sigh: Not dead... but almost dead.

Although Wu Qinghua's injuries were serious, Jun Fuyao could still cure him. The key point was his heart...

He seemed to be just like Dongfang Wuxia back then, completely locking up his heart...

Oh, it’s tricky!

Besides, where should we place him?

It definitely won’t work in your family.

Although he didn't like Wu Qinghua and had no intention of marrying him, it was happening right under his nose and Didi would definitely be unhappy if he knew about it.

The palace? No way!

Who knows if the Dog Queen will secretly kill him.

It seems... I can only entrust it to King Min.

Wu Huaimin is Wu Qinghua's aunt, so she will definitely not ignore him. It seems that the little brat Wu Wenmo also likes his cousin Wu Qinghua very much.

Well, it’s settled, give it to King Min!

At this time Jiang Ying, Feng Chuixue and Jun Yifei also came over.

Looking at the bodies of Ye Zheying and Rong Guanxiu, the three of them felt very sad, but at the same time they were happy for them: this pair of lovers... can finally be together!

"Someone..." Jun Yifei ordered with a choked voice, "Take good care of the bodies of Miss Ye and Master Rong, and have someone make a large coffin of high quality overnight to bury them together!"

……

The time came to the beginning of midnight.

Jun Fuyao, Jun Qinghan, Jun Yifei, Jiang Ying, Feng Chuixue, Chen Fengwu, Song Sanniang, Bai Chunxiao, Ao Lengyue, Huang Ziyao, Xia Yunyun, the Three Hundred Women's Army, and Dongfang Wuxia and others, all went out quietly...

Destination: The three camps of the imperial guards!

Looking at the heavily guarded camp next to the palace, Jun Fuyao's eyes revealed a bloodthirsty light...

Rakshasa Hall...I am here to collect my debt!

Jun Fuyao waved his hand, and Jiang Ying, Feng Chuixue, Bai Chunxiao and others disappeared silently into the night sky...

The next moment, the guards outside the three camps were dealt with silently...

Jun Qinghan led a large group of people to guard the periphery.

There was the pleasure of revenge in the old lady's eyes, but also endless heartache.

Luoshatang suddenly transformed himself into a close attendant of the royal family. What this meant was self-evident.

She had always told herself that without evidence, it would not count.

now……

What more evidence do you need?

The old lady's eyes suddenly became sharp: Since the Donghuang royal family has been unjust to my Jun family, why should I still be loyal to them?

If the emperor wants my subject to die, it is only natural for me to rise up in resistance!

Dongfang Wuxia looked at the dark tent not far away, his eyes cold.

The hatred of murdering a wife and a daughter is irreconcilable!

Kill her, kill her until the sky turns dark and the blood flows like a river...

After the guards of the three camps were dealt with, several female soldiers quickly took their places, three people in a team, guarding each intersection, and the rest of the people followed and rushed into the camp...

Jiang Ying cleanly and efficiently dealt with a battalion of Rakshasa Hall members, and when he came out, he happened to see Jun Fuyao jumping out from another battalion.

From a tent not far away, there was a fierce fight...

A voice loudly questioned: "Who are you? How dare you be so presumptuous? Do you know where this is? Aren't you afraid of bringing disaster to your entire clan?"

Then came Jun Yifei's cold voice: "What? Don't you recognize me, Jun Yifei? Even if you turn into ashes, I can still recognize you!"

“Ah?! Jun Yifei…you, you, you…” The person questioning exclaimed, his voice full of surprise.

When Jun Fuyao entered the tent, he saw three corpses lying on the ground. Jun Yifei was fighting with a woman in a white nightgown, and there were two female soldiers helping them.