Under the bright moonlight on the roof of Changchun Pavilion, Feng Youyue's face was gloomy as water.

  What Yuan Wenshu said was beyond expectation, yet reasonable at the same time.

  I really didn't expect it, some people actually rushed to send themselves to death.

  Phoenix's eyes were gloomy and cold, her pretty face was covered with frost, her whole body was filled with a chilling aura, extremely cold.

  Yuan Wenyu's face was filled with trepidation, and his heart was shocked beyond measure. The murderous aura on this woman's body, how could it be something that a young lady from a prestigious family who was not yet sixteen years old should possess?!

  Is she really Feng You Yue?

  "I've said everything, Miss Feng Liu, you said..."

  Yuan Wenyu's words trailed off under Feng Yuxiao's icy gaze.

  "What did I say?" Feng Youyue's tone was light and calm.

  Yuan Wenyu's eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat, "You said you'd let me go..."

  "This girl said that if you're in a good mood, she won't kill you. But unfortunately, I'm in a very bad mood right now!" She let out an evil laugh, and with a grasp of her right hand in mid-air, the two fire dragons coiled around Yuan Wenshu instantly transformed into a chain lock, which was grasped in her hand.

  "Yuan Xiao Jue Ye, aren't you fond of being buried alive? Tonight, this maiden will sacrifice herself to accompany the gentleman, letting you fully experience it!"

  With that, Feng Youyue stretched out her long arm and pulled Yuan Wenshu in, her toes tapping lightly on the floor as they disappeared into the Changchun Pavilion.

  Xiao Huo crouched beside the dead Leiming Leopard, digging out its beast dan. Seeing Feng Youyue leave, it swished its big tail and smiled, lowering its head.

  Just then——

  A sea of crimson flames turned into a rain of fire, pouring down from the sky and covering the entire Changchun Pavilion!

  A huge fire suddenly burst into flames!

  The entire Changchun Pavilion was instantly engulfed in a sea of flames!

  Zheng Baozhe was almost hit by a fireball while holding the little beast Dan, who was smiling and making "squeaky" noises. He let out two cries of alarm, patted his buttocks, and ran away.

  Squeak squeak! Stinky master, burn baby to death!

  ……

  The outskirts of Luocheng, where Feng Qingyan was buried alive.

  The night is cool as water, and the desolate wilderness ridge in the evening is even more eerie and quiet.

  At this time, the sound of horseshoes came from afar and got closer, accompanied by a tearing scream.

  Feng Youyue tightened the reins and jumped down from the horseback. Her hand was dragging a chain, the other end of which was tied to Yuan Wenshu, who was shabbily dressed and looked miserable.

  From Changchun Pavilion to here, it's almost half a time of journey, he has been following behind Xuanfeng's horse, with various frictions and intimate contacts with the ground.

  The Dark Wind Horse was even faster, and as it galloped by, the common people only saw an unknown object following behind the Dark Wind Horse in a flash. No one could have imagined that the thing that flashed by with a "whoosh" was actually the young master of the Guardian Duke Manor.

  At this time, the Xuanfeng horse finally stopped. The dying Yuan Wenshu struggled to open his eyes and looked at the girl who was starting to dig a hole with a blurred gaze.

  "Feng Youyue, you bastard..." He cursed with his last bit of strength.

  Feng Youyue's hand paused, turned her head and smiled at him, "Sorry, I have an uncle, not a grandfather!"

  The pit was dug deeper than the one in Fengqingyan on a sunny day.

  Feng Youyue patted the dust off her hand and pulled Yuan Wenshu up from the ground.

  She grasped his shoulder, her hands suddenly exerting force---

  "Ah——!" The mournful cry echoed far and wide in the dark night of the wilderness.

  Yuan Wenshu's arms and legs were all pinched to pieces, his tendons and ligaments were torn apart, and he had lost the ability to move!

  Feng Youyue finished all this and threw him into the pit with one throw. With a wave of his hands, he was buried alive!

  Dirt fell on his body, face, ears and mouth. Yuan Wenshu looked at Feng Youyue's figure, looking at the night sky outside the pit, his heart was filled with despair.

  He finally knew how Phoenix Qingyan felt when she was buried alive...

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