The remaining people all looked towards the location of the Foundation Establishment Fruit Tree, where a young man dressed in the robes of an inner disciple of the Qingyun Sect was standing.
Seeing everyone looking at him, he flashed a bright smile.
"Everything here belongs to me, no one objects, right?"
Jiang Che suppressed his shock and said in a deep voice,
"Who are you? Are you alone?"
An inner disciple of the Qingyun Sect was able to enter so silently, almost undetectable... Such strength, if it had been used in a sneak attack just now...
Thinking of this, Jiang Che couldn't help but shudder.
Ye Feng did not answer Jiang Che's question, but continued speaking to himself.
"Looks like no one objects... By the way, that thing you're holding... is mine too."
Ouyang Yan stared blankly at the person in front of her who looked exactly like Ye Feng, hardly believing her eyes.
Upon hearing this, his eyes widened in surprise, his entire body filled with joy, every single one of his 48,000 cells seemed to be rejoicing.
"Brother Feng!"
After saying that, ignoring Jiang Che beside him, he ran straight towards Ye Feng, his light shimmering.
"Hey...hey hey..."
A magical sword floated in mid-air, pointing directly at Ouyang Yan's chest. A look of grievance crossed her eyes as she walked towards it, only to find the sword motionless, piercing her body instead.
"ah..."
Ouyang Yan immediately squatted down on the ground, tears of grievance streaming down her face.
"Brother Feng, how could you... how could you do this to me? Don't you love Yan'er anymore?"
That expression, that look, it's simply pitiful to behold.
Ye Feng took two steps forward, squatted down in front of her, and his magic sword was still pointed at her chest.
"I'm asking you, where's the marriage certificate?"
"Marriage...marriage certificate?"
Ouyang Yan was stunned for a moment, then said with great joy,
"Yes! Yes! The marriage certificate is here!"
After saying that, he got up, ran to Ouyang Xiong's corpse, and took his storage bag.
"Brother Feng, here you go."
Before Ye Feng could reply, she put down the storage bag and then searched Zhang Bao and the two families' ancestors.
Holding four storage bags and four magic swords, Ouyang Yan approached Ye Feng, hoping to touch him with her body.
However, the magic sword hanging in the air seemed like an insurmountable barrier, blocking her path. She could only put down her things, obediently take two steps back, and still look at Ye Feng with expectation in her eyes.
She couldn't help but think how wonderful it would have been if Ye Feng had come to see her dressed like this from the start...
Ye Feng watched her quietly until she stopped, then took out their marriage certificate from his storage bag.
"boom!"
The two marriage certificates turned to ashes in the flames.
The light in Ouyang Yan's eyes dimmed slightly for a moment.
"Ouyang Yan, you are a good woman!"
Ye Feng's voice rang out softly, and upon hearing this, the light in her eyes returned somewhat.
Just then, a long red dress was thrown in front of her.
"Put them on! At least walk with some dignity..."
"No...no...it's impossible, Brother Ye Feng, you wouldn't do this to me!"
The hope she had just gained for survival shattered once more, leaving Ouyang Yan on the verge of collapse, screaming hysterically.
"No, I don't want to die!"
"Pfft! Pfft pfft..."
Before the three women left behind by Jiang Che could react, they were pierced through the heart by the flying sword released by Ye Feng.
Without fear or pleading, he simply collapsed to the ground.
Only then did Ouyang Yan truly believe that Ye Feng would kill her, that he really intended to kill her.
"No...this isn't real, you're not Ye Feng, you're not my brother Ye Feng!"
Faced with such accusations, or even having his true identity revealed directly,
Ye Feng didn't even frown.
I've witnessed far too many tragedies today; I even just killed three people myself...
"Put them on!"
Ye Feng's voice was incredibly gentle, yet it sounded like a death knell tolling in Ouyang Yan's ears.
In an instant, Ouyang Yan seemed to fall completely silent.
Yes, there are still two people left here. Whoever is alive, they can't possibly let her leave alive.
So much spiritual essence, a Foundation Establishment Fruit Tree, and a storage ring left behind by a powerful being.
I should have seen through it long ago...
Ouyang Yan quietly removed her torn clothes, revealing a shapely, well-proportioned body to the two men...
Then quietly, she picked up the dress from the ground and put it on.
The red long dress, paired with Ouyang Yan's face that seemed to have seen through life and death, was enough to captivate ninety percent of the men in the world.
Even Ouyang Xiong was no exception.
It's unclear whether the dress in the storage bag was a gift he gave to someone else, or whether it originally belonged to Ouyang Yan...
Now, none of that matters anymore.
Ouyang Yan picked up a long sword from the ground, held it against her chest, and finally looked at Ye Feng.
This time, there was no begging for mercy, no regret, no remorse; she simply looked calmly at Ye Feng.
"You really think I'm a good woman?"
Yes! You are a good woman.
You were just born in the wrong place. Perhaps in another world, you'd be a goddess adored by millions, able to look down on 90% of men simply by receiving tips...
Ouyang Yan looked into Ye Feng's eyes and smiled...
"puff!"
She fell straight to the ground, the sword piercing through her chest and exiting from her back...
The expression on her face was frozen in time; that last smile was perhaps the most beautiful moment of her life!
Until then,
Ye Feng closed his eyes and let out a soft breath.
A single tear slid down the corner of her eye.
This was the original owner's last obsession, which had actually affected Ye Feng's state of mind to this extent.
Fortunately, the matter was resolved satisfactorily. Not only did I not have to do it myself, but I also preserved her dignity in the end.
The original owner's obsession thus dissipated.
Although there was still some resentment towards the deaths of Ye Wenyuan and his wife, those were things that the original owner could not control.
For Ye Feng, it would only be a wish.
If I have the opportunity, I will naturally fulfill this wish; if I don't, it won't affect anything.
"Alright, it's your turn."
Ye Feng reopened his eyes and looked at Jiang Che in the corner.
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