Everything that belonged to her was swallowed up bit by bit.
Now she has nothing, and has become an abandoned wife ridiculed by everyone, and a crazy woman.
And what about Jun Muyan? She is tall, has everything, and is getting better and better every day.
God, why are you so unfair? !
Intense hatred shot out from Yu Yanran's eyes, she stood up staggeringly, the celestial power in her body surged wildly.
If she wanted to kill Jun Muyan, even if she blew her immortal body and died together, she would let that bitch die without a place to die.
Ying Mei narrowed her eyes, and immediately unsheathed the long sword.
She would never allow anyone to hurt Miss Jun.
But before Yingmei and the others could make a move, a figure suddenly rushed out from the slanting stab and hugged Yu Yanran.
It was a man with a ferocious face and eyes as cold as ice.
Yu Zhengqing! !
Yu Zhengqing held a few talismans in her hand, and pasted them all on Yu Yanran's back without hesitation.
After affixing the talisman, Yu Zhengqing immediately pushed Yu Yanran away in disgust, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.
The blood was mixed with visceral blood clots, which was shocking.
Yu Zhengqing's face also became old at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a little bit of frost stained his temples.
"You, what did you do to me?"
Yu Yanran was terrified and wanted to look behind her, and wanted to tear off the talisman sticking to her back.
But before she could move, a sharp burning pain came out from her back.
Accompanied by the squeaking and burning smell of flesh and hair being burnt.
"Ahhh!!"
Yu Yanran let out a shrill scream, fell to the ground and kept rolling, trying to put out the flames.
But the more she moves, the more intense the flame behind her burns.
Not long after, the flesh and blood on Yu Yanran's back had been burnt clean, leaving only charred bones.
But the flame still didn't go out, and spread to her limbs, chest, and even her face.
Even if Yu Yanran condensed her immortal power into ice crystal water drops and smashed them on her body, it was of no use at all.
Yu Yanran's cry became more and more shrill.
From cursing and screaming at the beginning, to crying and begging later.
"What the hell did you do to me?!"
"Why do you treat me like this?! I have no grievances with you!"
"I beg you, please let me go, let me go!"
Yu Zhengqing just looked at her cursing and crying with a blank face.
Until the screaming woman in front of her became neither human nor ghost.
A smile slowly appeared on his cold face, "Yu Yanran, do you still remember Lei Niannian?"
"What... what Lei Niannian?"
"Ha...hahaha!" Yu Zhengqing couldn't help laughing when she heard her rhetorical question.
The laughter went from deep and depressed, to hysterical madness later.
"Of course you don't know who Lei Niannian is, because you skinned her, drank her blood, ground up her bones and swallowed her, but you didn't even remember her name at all. .”
"Lei Niannian, you don't remember, but you always remember Fenghua Liusha's Yaoyin?"
"Thousands and hundreds of lives of Lei Guangzong back then, do you remember?!"
"Is this fake face made of other people's flesh and blood, comfortable to use?!"
Yu Yanran's screams came to an abrupt end.
She stared wide-eyed in horror, looking at Yu Zhengqing who was walking towards her step by step with a mad expression in front of her.
Waves of indescribable fear welled up from the bottom of her heart, making her forget even the pain for a moment.