"mother-"
Ye Fengru hissed and howled.
This crying also moved everyone present.
Even before, this boy still had a vicious look on his face, shouting and killing them, and poisoning them.
You can see this scene.
Everyone still couldn't speak words of condemnation at this time.
Ye Qingluo's gaze was fixed on Ye Fengru.
She noticed.
At the moment when Beiming's breath died...
Something seemed to have been pulled from Ye Fengru's body.
Thinking of just now, Wu Sha shot to kill Ye Fengru.
Ye Qingluo's eyes were full of deep meaning, and she narrowed her eyes.
Immediately, he stood up slowly, looked down at Ye Fengru who was kneeling on the ground, still crying bitterly, with a calm voice, without the slightest wave: "Ye Fengru, the Beiming clan exchanged her life for Your life, then... Next, whether you want to leave or stay, it's up to you to decide."
The man holding Beiming's body was slightly stiff.
After a long time, Ye Fengru raised his blood-stained face.
Those eyes full of sadness and pain stared at Ye Qingluo without blinking.
He wanted to be furious.
Wanting to blame Ye Qingluo, Beiming's death was caused by Ye Qingluo.
But, the words came to my lips.
But he couldn't utter a single word.
In his heart, it was actually very clear.
It was him who killed his mother.
His mother died for him.
He wanted an outlet to vent the suppressed anger in his heart.
But Ye Fengru knew better.
This outlet must not be Ye Qingluo.
"I don't need you to give me an answer so quickly." How could Ye Qingluo fail to see the hatred in Ye Fengru's eyes.
Right now, she has no intention of killing Ye Fengru.
Of course, if Ye Fengru still insists on dying.
She will no longer care about the Beiming family.
Instead, he would directly kill Ye Fengru, so as to avoid future troubles forever.
After all, judging from the past few days, Ye Fengru is indeed a trouble.
Before that, she had to go and have a look.
Whether the secret Beiming used to exchange Ye Fengru's life was worth it or not, she tolerated Ye Fengru.
"You take the Beiming family back first, things like burial, it all depends on your thoughts." Ye Qingluo glanced at Ye Fengru lightly, and a medicine bottle rolled at Ye Fengru's feet , "Give me your answer after the ceremony is over."
Ye Fengru tensed his body and lowered his head.
With five fingers, he tightly grasped Beiming's robe.
He tried his best to suppress the anger gushing out of his chest.
Slowly, he reached out to pick up the medicine bottle and held it in his palm.
He tightened his arms, unscrewed the medicine bottle stiffly, and swallowed a pill without hesitation.
Immediately, regardless of the scars on his body, he carried Beiming, staggered, and headed towards the backyard of the Sanquan Zongfu.
No one stopped him.
No one stepped forward.
Until the figure of Ye Fengru disappeared in the flattened garden.
Everyone came back to their senses: "Miss Yeqi, how could you let him leave just like that...he...he wants to kill you with all his heart!"
"This kind of white-eyed wolf, even if you soften your heart and let him go, he won't be grateful!"
"Did you see the look in his eyes just now? It's as if he wants to swallow Miss Ye Qi alive!"
"If it wasn't for his mother, he would have died long ago!"
"..."
Everyone was extremely dissatisfied with Ye Fengru.
Ye Qing curled his lips together and smiled: "Today is the day when Xiaoyu inherits the position of suzerain, so it is not appropriate to see blood."
"..." Everyone's eyes swept over the blood-stained ground, and then at the disgusting-looking men in black.