Who Doesn’t Have a Sword Immortal Wife?

Beside the young boy, the dragon girl leaned in with a playful smirk on her lips and whispered teasingly into his ear, “Xiao Yunhao, so that legendary Ice Fairy is actually your childhood sweethe...

Chapter 104 Who is the Murderer?

"What should we do? It's been three days! Junior Sister has locked herself in her room for three days straight!"

On the mountain path through the woods, Ying Tangtang looked at the small courtyard and pavilion not far away, her face full of regret: "Junior Sister is really heartbroken this time..."

"If there were no sorrow of parting in my eyes, I would not believe that old age exists in this world..."

Guan Yingying walked out slowly, looked at Ning Yuyao's residence, and shook her head and sighed: "It's my fault, it's my fault. I only taught her to cherish the fleeting beauty of the night, but I didn't tell her how unbearable it is to be alone in her room for so long!"

"The pain of unrequited love is the most unbearable. No, I have to go and teach her the principles of this again. Even without a man, we can still use our hands..."

"Don't you dare cause any more trouble!" Ying Tangtang grabbed him and pulled him down, her face full of exasperation. "It was all your fault to start this mess, so shut up now!"

"The matter arose because of me, so naturally I need to resolve it!"

"Forget it, you've already been turned away by your junior sister three times, so don't have the nerve to bother her again!"

Just then, a gentle breeze blew past from behind.

A woman in a deep blue palace dress walked gracefully through the air and arrived leisurely.

"Master!"

After landing, Nie Qingshuang looked at Ying Tangtang in front of her and asked, "How is Yao'er?"

"My junior sister... still refuses to come out and doesn't want to see us..."

"Hmm..." Nie Qingshuang frowned and sighed, then saw Guan Yingying pretending to be invisible next to her, and directly scolded, "You go and stay in solitary confinement for another three months!"

Guan Yingying: "..."

After Nie Qingshuang finished speaking, she took a step and instantly appeared in the courtyard in front of her.

"Yao'er..."

Soon, the door to the small attic opened, and Ning Yuyao slowly walked out.

"Greetings, Master..."

Even with Nie Qingshuang's strong personality, seeing Ning Yuyao now, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

The girl's once stunning face now looked incredibly haggard, her lips pale, her eyes dull, and there were still some red marks around her eyes, probably from crying so hard that the marks hadn't faded yet.

After learning of Shen Yunhao's death that day, Ning Yuyao immediately went down the mountain and returned to Linyuan City to verify the truth of the news.

It wasn't until she learned the full story from Qin Yan that the once spirited Ice Fairy, who had just emerged from seclusion, seemed to suddenly lose all her color...

After returning to the mountain, he has locked himself in the attic for three days now.

Even Ying Tangtang, the senior sister who was always close to him, tried to offer some words of comfort, but was turned away.

Ying Tangtang knew that her junior sister was angry with her.

If they had left a day later... or even half a day later, Shen Yunhao would have woken up, and the two of them wouldn't have missed seeing each other one last time!

It's even possible to prevent this tragedy from happening!

Ying Tangtang was also helpless about this.

Is it her fault?

No one could have imagined that someone would have the audacity to lay a hand on the relatives of the disciples of Guanghan Palace!

And they moved in such a hurry that even the protector Ning Yuyao had specially prepared for Shen Yunhao didn't have time to arrive before he was thrown into the Heavenly Abyss.

It's all just bad luck...

Ning Yuyao now refuses to see anyone, and only Nie Qingshuang's personal visit can bring her out of that secluded little attic.

In front of these disciples, Nie Qingshuang always maintained a stern and aloof image. But now, facing Ning Yuyao, who was on the verge of emotional collapse, she rarely put aside her temper and gently advised, "Yao'er, how long are you going to be depressed? Is there nothing else in this world to cherish after leaving a man?"

"Master..."

Hearing this, Ning Yuyao became even more distressed. She lowered her head, her nose twitching, almost crying: "I'm the one who killed Brother Yunhao... If I hadn't insisted on going down the mountain to marry him, he wouldn't have done this..."

Now that things have come to this point, even Ning Yuyao herself can see it.

The most likely reason why Shen Yunhao was murdered at this point in time is because of his sudden marriage to the sword fairy.

Even after so many years of cultivating in the Moon Palace without ever showing off, some people still have their eyes on her.

"Don't talk nonsense! It's a great blessing for that boy that you're willing to marry him, how can you be blamed?"

Nie Qingshuang frowned and said reproachfully, "He is just a mortal. Even if you reshape his bones, he cannot be considered to have officially embarked on the path of cultivation! But you will eventually become a phoenix soaring above the nine heavens!"

"If this child survives this calamity, he will not have failed your favor. But since he couldn't escape it... it can only mean that he was destined to be this way and could not bear this blessing from heaven!"

This may sound a bit cold-hearted, but it is the truth.

Ning Yuyao even found a protector for him, but he still couldn't be protected. It can only be said that... this child is just not destined for this.

Seeing that Ning Yuyao was in low spirits and couldn't muster any energy, Nie Qingshuang sighed heavily.

"Actually, I didn't want to tell you all this. That child has been dead for so long. It would be best if you could forget about it. It wouldn't be a good thing if these worldly grudges caused you pain again..."

“Enmity…” Upon hearing this, Ning Yuyao was slightly taken aback, and almost instantly understood. She raised her eyes anxiously and asked, “Does Master know the inside story of Brother Yunhao’s death?”

For so many days, she was so preoccupied with her grief that even after returning to Lin Yuan City, she completely forgot to investigate the specifics of Shen Yunhao's murder.

It was only after Nie Qingshuang brought it up that I realized what had happened.

The hatred for her husband's murder is irreconcilable!

Shen Yunhao died because of her, how could she let the murderer go unpunished!

Seeing that Ning Yuyao's eager eyes had finally regained some of their strength, Nie Qingshuang sighed and said, "Well... it is indeed time to tell you about this!"

“It wasn’t until a month after that child died that someone from Huayin Palace came to inform me of the matter. Although I didn’t like that mortal boy, he was still my disciple’s husband, and I couldn’t completely ignore him…”

“I went to Lin Yuan City to investigate and found that the murderer who threw the child into the abyss had been silenced, but I used the Glazed Soul-Guiding Lamp to gather his soul and found the person behind it all!”

Upon hearing this, Ning Yuyao's usually calm and collected eyes were suddenly tinged with a sharp and murderous aura, as if they were gathering ancient ice!

"I beg Master to tell me who would do such a terrible thing to Brother Yunhao!"

“If it were an ordinary person, given the matter of the Guanghan Palace’s reputation, I would have already captured them. But… this person…”

Ning Yuyao's expression froze upon seeing this.

Who exactly is this being who even the fearless Lord of Qingyou Palace finds troublesome?

"Fine... see for yourself!"

As she spoke, Nie Qingshuang waved her hand, and a pulsating image appeared in the air in front of her.

This is... the memory of the murderer from back then!

Following her memory, Ning Yuyao finally saw the person who gave the murderer orders. She was so angry that she trembled all over and clenched her small, white hands into fists!

After a long silence, he slowly spoke.

"Thank you, Master. This disciple... will handle it on my own..."