Nirvana's wife is too black

Chapter 311 Because, You Are About to Die

"Ah……"

Feng Wu chuckled, with the ending sound lingering for a long time, looking at the flustered Dongfang Yan.

"Wu'er..." A murmur whispered, arousing Feng Wu's gaze.

Five years no see.

He was still the same as in her memory, and she was afraid that she would forget this man because of a little negligence in the past five years.

I'm afraid that the memories of so many lives will be superimposed and devour everything related to him.

I'm afraid that it will be difficult to integrate the spiritual power of the spiritual girl and leave the place where the demon clan seals.

Looking at Bei Muge's dark red wedding gown, he slowly skipped over the annoying dark red, and looked at the person who was thinking about it day and night.

There is a kind of light called longing in the eyes, which is gorgeous but not dazzling.

Bei Muge's gaze was a little dull, as if he hadn't reacted, his eyes gradually gathered focus after a long time.

Staring blankly at the back of the haunted figure.

These five years are very long, long like a sleeping dream.

There was a blank in memory, but his heart throbbed because of her.

At this moment, no one wanted to interrupt the long-lost lovers, no one wanted to interrupt the two pairs of eyes meeting in mid-air.

Quiet, but not awkward.

However, there are always people who want to find ways to destroy all the beauty.

For example, Dongfang Yan and Dongfang Yi.

Dongfang Yan didn't know when she broke off the Danko-painted nail, and made a barely perceptible slight sound.

But it was exceptionally loud in the silence.

"Feng Wu, why do you want to take away my fiancé because of your appearance?!" The words were like questioning, but Feng Wu treated her coldly.

He casually walked to Bei Muge's side and took his hand.

For some reason, this dark red and blue figure is particularly suitable.

It was obviously the most unsuitable color, but it just made the two of them look more attractive. On the contrary, Dongfang Yan lost her color in her bright red wedding dress and her phoenix coronet in front of all this.

Dongfang Yan saw it in her eyes, the jealousy and anger in her heart were like a spring breeze blowing, and the grass grew wantonly.

Feng Wu smiled slightly, looking at her twitching veins, her hideous and terrifying face: "Your... fiance?"

Her fluttering five words were accompanied by slight hesitation, but one couldn't help but wonder what was tricky in it.

After all, just now Dongfang Yan admitted that she was able to marry Bei Muge by controlling Bei Muge with charm.

Otherwise, presumably Bei Di would not marry her, right?
For a moment, such doubts flashed in everyone's minds, and they looked at Dongfang Yan with disdain.

What is stolen is never your own.

Seeing this, Dongfang Yan's face turned even paler, and her clenched hands showed her anger at this moment.

But under the eyes of everyone, she was not strong at all.

Feng Wu couldn't help but sneered, and looked at Bei Muge: "I remember, we were engaged five years ago? Do you think so? Mu Ge."

"Yes."

Just one word, but it made Dongfang Yan's body tremble violently.

why.

Why was Bei Muge able to wake up under Feng Wu's words even though he was enchanted?
"Are you curious why Muge woke up from your charm?" Feng Wu let go of Bei Muge's hand, walked slowly to Dongfang Yan, and squinted her eyes with a smile.

Whispering in her ear, she said softly, "Because, you are going to die."

Seeing the cold sweat dripping from the National People's Congress in front of her, Feng Wu pursed her lips, and withdrew the floating lightsaber that appeared at an unknown time.

The sword was stained with bright red blood.

The bloody smell permeated in an instant, and everyone was startled by Feng Wu's action.

(End of this chapter)