Chapter 3: The Return [1]
"I just saw a woman...... "Yu Wushi said hoarsely, being tormented by such severe pain for many years made his heart very cruel and cold.
"Women?" The guard's heart jumped, even if he had been serving since he was a child, he couldn't tell the mind of his son, and he often had to guess with trepidation.
Yu Wushi closed his eyes, and a plausible sneer crossed his handsome god-like face.
"I'm going to find her." The woman who can let him relieve the pain, "Get her!" ”
Yin and Yang Reincarnation****
Volume 1 [Mulan Chapter]
Frontispiece: People are not plants and trees, but do you know that plants and trees have no heart? If there is an afterlife, I will tie a bunch of orchids with you, and I will be green silk for a lifetime.
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Three days later
Dadu, Jining Hou Mansion
The arrangement of the mourning hall was very hasty, Mu Hanyan was not the biological daughter of Jining Hou, and she was a junior, so it was naturally impossible for the funeral to be carried out in a big way.
However, in order to show his love for his stepdaughter, Jining Hou Fang Hongyuan took great pains to invite several Xianmen envoys to requiem Mu Hanyan.
The Soul Exploration Charm burned in the air, and the dark blue flames slowly weakened, and finally turned into a glimmer of ghostly light and disappeared, leaving only a black ash behind.
"Miss Mu did pass away." A handsome Xianmen envoy sighed and said, "The soul has returned to the hated sky, don't read it." ”
A mournful sigh.
The dominating female general of Beining Wang Mulan is so desperate.
Fang Hongyuan was dressed in a gray robe, as if he had aged several years overnight.
"Master Hou, please mourn, this may be Miss Hanyan's life, you and I can't do anything."
A man in a cyan robe comforted from the side, he was handsome, dignified, and had a sad look on his face, it was Shen Mingjie, the king of Jin who was almost married to Mu Hanyan.
As he spoke, he glanced lightly at Fang Qinglian, who was supporting the Marquis of Jining.
Fang Qinglian's face is charming, and her posture is slim, like a flower about to bloom, tempting to pick.
Touching the gaze of King Jin, she lowered her head shyly, and her gesture of wanting to refuse and welcome back made the man even more unable to hold it.
Shen Mingjie was a little itchy.
Fortunately, Mu Hanyan died, otherwise according to the marriage contract that his mother once made with the king of Bac Ninh, he would have to face that ugly monster for the rest of his life.
The charming and colorful Fang Qinglian has a lot more taste than Mu Hanyan.
"King Jin shouldn't be sad, maybe you and Yan'er are destined to be lost." Fang Hongyuan sighed heavily.
In his heart, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and finally died, disappearing like Mu Lan who brought him shame.
"Master Hou! Master Hou! The eldest lady is back! A family member suddenly crawled in with a look of horror on his face.
"What nonsense!" Fang Hongyuan sank his face, "Blue sky and white sun, what the hell are you!" The Immortal Envoy has already proved that Yan'er has died! ”
"But, ......" The family stammered, thinking of the woman who suddenly appeared at the door, dressed in bloody clothes, how terrifying and terrifying!
"But what, get out!" Fang Hongyuan's face turned blue with anger, how could Mu Hanyan come back, hum......
"Father."
A soft voice sounded, Fang Hongyuan's body stiffened, and in an instant, it was as if he had been struck by thunder!
No......
The crowd avoided one after another, and a girl in a bloody dress walked in step by step, her black hair was scattered, her pale little face was thin and haggard, and only a pair of eyes were clear and clear.
Under the cover of black hair, the ugly scar on the left side of his face is even more shocking.
If such an image appeared in the dark night, it would have been thought to be an evil ghost, but now the sky is blue and the sun is blazing outside, and the air is almost on fire.
What evil ghost would dare to haunt the sun in broad daylight?
Fang Hongyuan was so shocked that he took a step back, and even King Jin couldn't help but feel a chill from the soles of his feet.