Fengyunzhou, Wushuang City.
"Mingyue, your grandma’s greatest wish before her death was to see you and Ming’er finally get married and practice the sword technique of Love in the City…"
Dugu Yifang persuaded him "earnestly".
Although Mingjing was dead, he still didn’t want to let Mingyue go easily.
You know, there are several rewards that Mingyue got this time that he coveted.
Not to mention all, as long as he can get half, it’s a great opportunity.
"My grandma is dead, and you still use her to make a fuss and use her to pressure me, damn it!"
Mingyue was furious and raised his right hand: "Blue Silver Entanglement!"
As soon as the shout started, a blue silver grass flew out from his palm.
In the blink of an eye, Dugu Yifang was tied up tightly.
Dugu Yifang didn’t even have a chance to dodge.
"Mingyue, let’s talk!"
"I was wrong. I shouldn’t have used your grandma to make a fuss. I apologize to you."
Finding that he couldn’t break free, Dugu Yifang suddenly became timid and hurriedly bowed his head to admit his mistake.
A real man can bend and stretch.
As for Dugu Ming, he had been standing there stupidly, not daring to move, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible, for fear of attracting Mingyue’s attention.
Mingyue said coldly: "Dugu Yi… No, you are not Dugu Yifang at all."
"You are a fake. No wonder you didn’t care about the people of Wushuang City for more than ten years."
"Under your governance, Wushuang City has been declining day by day and has become a mess."
"Today, I will get rid of you, the traitor, for Wushuang City!"
Mingyue reached out and grabbed a long sword hanging on the wall.
Clang!
The sword was unsheathed, and the sharp blade emitted a cold light, pointing at the fake Dugu Yifang.
In the original future, the fake Dugu Yifang killed Mingjing, kicked Mingyue off the cliff, and even threatened to massacre innocent people in Wushuang City to force Mingyue to surrender.
Yue remembered all these things clearly.
If the fake Dugu Yifang was real, she could spare his life for the sake of the Ming family’s ancestral precepts.
But since the other party was a fake, she had nothing to worry about.
Although Mingyue was beautiful and kind, she was not a delicate and weak woman.
The spies that Tianxiahui infiltrated into Wushuang City were killed by her.
So there was no situation where she couldn’t bear to do it.
On the other side, the fake Dugu Yifang’s hair stood up.
Seeing that Mingyue was about to do it for real, he said anxiously: "Mingyue, although I am not real, I have protected the Dugu family for so many years, and I am no different from the real one."
"If it weren’t for me, the Dugu family would have been extinct long ago."
"If you don’t believe me, ask Ming’er, do you think he recognizes me as his father!"
Although Dugu Ming on the side was also afraid of Mingyue’s rage, he was more afraid of losing the support of the fake Dugu Yifang.
So he said boldly: "Mingyue, my father is right, just let him go. "
Mingyue snorted, "You recognize him, but I don’t, and the people of Wushuang City don’t recognize him either!"
After that, Mingyue stopped talking nonsense.
A flash of sword light appeared, and a blood line appeared on the neck of the fake Dugu Yifang, and hot blood spurted out like a fountain.
"You… are so cruel!"
The fake Dugu Yifang stared at Mingyue with his eyes wide open, mumbling something in his mouth, and then fell to the ground and died.
Dugu Ming was so scared that he trembled all over.
Mingyue glanced at him and shouted coldly, "Get out!"
"Yes, yes, yes." Dugu Ming was startled, agreed repeatedly, and turned to leave.
"Take him with you! "Ming Yue reminded him, and looked at Dugu Ming with an indescribable disgust.
Although the fake Dugu Yifang was not a good person, his love for Dugu Ming was real. (To read the exciting novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
Over the years, if it weren’t for Dugu Yifang’s support, how could Dugu Ming be so domineering and free?
What’s more, (biba) just now, Dugu Ming also recognized this fake father.
As a result, the fake Dugu Yifang was killed, but Dugu Ming only cared about himself and never thought about collecting his body. He was really cold-hearted and heartless.
Dugu Ming didn’t dare to say anything more, and came back to carry the body of the fake Dugu Yifang and left.
As a result, just when he arrived at the door, a man came towards him.
"What a waste!"
The man glanced at Dugu Ming, his eyes were indifferent, without a trace of emotion.
"Uncle! "
Dugu Ming was stunned at first, then he was ecstatic.
Even if the Sword Saint is here, can’t he control a little Mingyue?
"Yes, my uncle is about to die, he must want the longevity pill in Mingyue’s hand!"
Dugu Ming suddenly realized.
When he came back to his senses, Dugu Jian had already passed him and walked towards Mingyue.
Seeing Dugu Jian, Mingyue also stepped forward to greet him: "Mingyue greets Senior Dugu."
Dugu Jian looked at Mingyue and said: "Since you recognize me, you must know why I am here."[]
Mingyue was calm and said: "Senior, do you want the longevity pill?"
"Yes, hand it over. "Dugu Jian’s tone was calm, but with a sharp and strong tone.
This was not a deliberate attack, but a natural temperament that Dugu Jian had developed since childhood.
Mingyue shook her head and said, "Senior, although the Wanshou Pill is in my hand, how to use it is not up to me."
"Oh?" Dugu Jian was surprised when he heard this.
Then he said lightly, "If you can’t make the decision, who can? Please invite him out."
Mingyue didn’t say much, and said loudly, "Young Master Ye Luochuan, please show up."
As soon as she finished speaking, a shadow appeared behind her.
The shadow looked exactly like Ye Luochuan.
Dugu Jian’s heart trembled.
Seeing the scene in front of him, how could he not know what was going on?
Mingyue, it turned out that Ye Luochuan had taken a fancy to her!
Yes, Mingyue was so beautiful, and Ye Luochuan was obviously a womanizer…
Dugu Jian frowned deeply.
Although he was confident and fearless, he was not without brains.
He had no chance of winning against Ye Luochuan.
——Even if the Ye Luochuan in front of him was not his real body.
However, it was not Dugu Jian’s style to retreat without fighting. He would have to fight to know the final result.
The worst case scenario was death.
With determination, Dugu Jian was about to use the "Sword Twenty-Three" he had just comprehended.
As a result, something horrified him.
The soul that he had forcibly condensed because of "Sword Twenty-Three" could not break out of his body!
Dugu Jian was shocked.
This meant that he had no chance to fight!
At this time, the shadow raised his hand and pointed, and a pure force entered Dugu Jian’s body. .
