The cumbersome etiquette outside was mentioned over and over again, and some people could vaguely hear their comments. Yuyin Villa has recently become famous, and many people came to watch the excitement. This effect is what Su Qionghua wants, and almost all comers are welcome.

After a long time, Dongfang Zhongqing came in. He reached out and took Mu Yao's hand. According to the etiquette, they had to go to the front of the temple to worship the gods together, and then to the main hall to worship the tablet, and then the husband and wife worshiped each other.

Finally had a chance to be alone with him, Mu Yao cleared her throat, and whispered: "Brother, did you hear me?"

The voices of the guests next to my ears were loud, and after a long time, Dongfang Zhong said, "Say it."

Mu Yao said: "I looked up some ancient books a few days ago and found that the descendant of Patriarch Qingyao was a boy."

About to step up to the steps of the sacrificial altar, Dongfang Zhongqing paused: "What did you say?"

Mu Yao replied: "You are the child of Patriarch Qing Yao."

Zhong Qing was suddenly full of thoughts, and at the same time, there was a faint golden light flashing on his arm.

Mu Yao replied: "Maybe mother did this because she was concerned about your identity... What is this on you?"

This golden light was like a motivating agent, stirring up Mu Yao's originally silent spiritual power.

As if waking up from a dream, Zhong Qing held her hand tightly: "What's wrong with you, your hands are so cold."

The feeling of two forces colliding is back, not only that, but also the long-lost power.

What's going on, what is this golden light on Dongfang Zhongqing's body?
There must have been none before!

"What is this thing on your body? My dantian hurts so much." Mu Yao gritted her teeth, and cold sweat dripped down.

The guests looked at the two people standing still on the stage, and couldn't help being curious.

Dongfang Zhongqing hurriedly checked his body, and said in a daze: "After you disappeared, my mother gave me a spirit treasure for me to absorb. After absorbing it, my strength has increased a lot since then... Is it against your spell? No Yes, we all practice fire skills."

After disappearing... Lingbao...

In the pain of suffocation, Mu Yao's mind was like a slide show, and memories flashed through his mind.

On Liangfeng Mountain, the assassin possessed the spell of Daomeng, and before he fell off the cliff, he pulled a golden thing from himself...

This is my spiritual vein!The killer is Su Qionghua!
Mu Yao suddenly felt that the power came back, and at the same time, an unprecedented mana flooded her whole body, and the two conflicting forces prevailed at this moment, and began to occupy her dantian!
Dongfang Zhongqing felt that the golden spirit treasure on his body was also pulled away and cracked at this moment, and the great pain also made him gasp. From the connected hands of the two, the golden light began to penetrate into Mu Yao's body visible to the naked eye. in the body!
"what--"

"Stop controlling me!"

Suddenly!Shan Hu swept the entire sacrificial altar with a surge of power, Mu Yao broke free from the fairy rope binding her body, the broken wedding dress fluttered in the air, the phoenix crown fell, and three thousand blue silks fluttered and danced.The fiery red spiritual power was dyed black little by little, and the black meridians also spread from her neck, covering half of her face, turning into magnificent tattoos!

Before the people in the audience had time to react, they saw a purple figure flash past, and Mu Yao's chest was pierced by a long sword.

Su Qionghua stood firmly behind Mu Yao, as if she had expected it, said indifferently and disgusted: "Why are you always so useless."

Blood dripped down the dagger, and Dongfang Muyao pursed her lips: "It's you...you always wanted to kill me."

Su Qionghua drew out his sword, and replied with the voice of only two people: "You trash, you don't deserve to live."

Dongfang Zhongqing clutched his chest with difficulty, and pushed Su Qionghua away with a palm: "Are you crazy! She is Miaomiao!"

Before Su Qionghua could explain, Rong Mo in the audience immediately stood up: "Her face! She is a demon!"

The lines representing the demon clan were shining brightly on her face, and some relatives including Dongfang Yue, all the people in the audience looked at this woman in shock.

It was not easy for Su Qionghua to be slapped by Dongfang Zhongqing, but her goal had been achieved.

In this way, the relationship between Dongfang Muyao and Yuyin Villa can be separated, so that Su Qionghua and Dongfang Zhongqing are still innocent.

A small number of people have already woken up, and some masters of the Dao League went up to the sacrificial altar: "Grab her."

Dongfang Zhongqing stopped Mu Yao behind him: "Who dares to come here."

Mu Yao clutched her chest, blood dripped down through her fingers, and her consciousness became more and more blurred.

Lin Qingli cried in worry: "Senior brother, brother, save her quickly."

Rong Mo searched for Bai Huajiu's figure everywhere, and when he saw the figure, he rushed over immediately, grabbed him and shouted: "Let the Daomeng people back down."

Bai Huajiu is still a little confused now: "Wait, don't be in a hurry, we have to talk about something together."

Bai Huajiu said to the monks on the sacrificial altar: "Don't do anything! Miss Mu Yao is injured, there must be a misunderstanding, everyone calm down. Today's situation is different, please elders to seal the mountain gate, if you have something to do, please sit down and take care of yourself." talk--"

Before he could speak, the wind swept away, and the sky that was originally scorching sun was instantly covered with dark clouds!
In the darkness, a voice said: "It's so lively."

Then Mu Yao was hugged horizontally by someone, and the man happily said: "Dongfang Zhongqing, I will take your sister away."

The gust of wind blowing the broken leaves dissipated, and there was no shadow of Mu Yao on the stage. Except for the pool of blood, everyone thought it was a dream.

It's so incredible.

Su Qionghua took several breaths in a row, and finally collected herself, stood up and bowed to all the guests: "I'm sorry, everyone, I didn't know about this, when I was young, I wanted to give her to me, saying that she was my daughter, I didn't expect She actually has an affair with the demons. I don't know the reason behind it, and the most urgent thing is to find this witch and stop letting her endanger the world."

This series of heavy blows shocked everyone. It was really unheard of for this child who had been raised for so many years to become a demon.

At dusk, Mu Yao was sitting under a tree. She looked blankly at her hand and waved it under an ancient tree. Black magic power leaked from her fingertips, and the ancient tree collapsed instantly.

He couldn't control his spiritual power in the morning, but it was so powerful in the afternoon.

After thinking about it, Su Qionghua's reasons for killing herself were nothing more than those few. She didn't listen to control, and she didn't want to marry Dongfang Zhongqing, so she became angry and wanted to give her spiritual veins to Dongfang Zhongqing, thinking that Dongfang Zhongqing would be able to rule the world in the future up.Later, when she came back, she lost her mana. She felt that this was a good thing. After all, a puppet who possessed the fate of a common master but could not resist was too easy to control.

As for their backgrounds, probably because Su Qionghua was so biased that she couldn't bear to destroy her "mother-child" relationship with Dongfang Zhong, that's why she said that she was Qingyao's daughter.

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