"Brother Wuchen," Nangong Zifeng seemed not to see the anger bursting out of the other's purple eyes. She stepped forward gently and said with deep affection, "As long as you marry me, I promise that I will not cheat on you. I am many times better than that woman Mu Ruyue. She is so fickle that she is not qualified to marry you. I don't care whether you have been married to other women, nor do I care if you have other men. I will let you have the dignity that a man should have, and let you enjoy the rights you should have. Mu Ruyue has always been unwilling to let you take a concubine. She simply doesn't love you. If you truly love someone, you can be willing to do anything that person does to offend her, and if you truly love... you will also be willing to share a husband with other women."
In fact, Nangong Zifeng doesn’t not care, she just understands better what kind of woman a man needs.
As a man, how could he not love to cheat? When he had enough of a woman's taste, he always wanted to change his taste. This was a common problem among men. They all liked a good wife and mother who could take care of everything in the backyard for them. Only a jealous woman like Mu Ruyue would monopolize Brother Wuchen.
If it weren't for her in my previous life, how could I have been lonely all my life?
So her hatred for her will not change no matter how many years pass.
boom!
Ye Wuchen raised his hand, and a black light shot out from his sleeve, and sank into Nangong Zifeng's chest with a puff. Then, gusts of cold wind fell on her again and again, leaving her with no power to resist at all.
“Puff!”
Nangong Zifeng spat out a mouthful of blood and her body fell heavily. She looked at Ye Wuchen with a surprised expression. The feeling of heartache made her pinch the ground with her fingers.
"In this life, I, Ye Wuchen, will only be Mu Ruyue's man."
It's not that she is his woman, but that he is her man.
The difference in words already showed the position of Mu Ruyue in his heart.
He would rather abandon the world and everything, but the only thing he couldn't give up was that woman. He would protect her even if it meant sacrificing his own strength, so what else could be said about his feelings for her?
For her, even if the entire continent was used as an exchange, he would not trade it. Among the three thousand rivers in the world, he would only take this one scoop, and would never change it for the rest of his life.
“Where is Mu’er!” Ye Wuchen’s eyes were gloomy, and the mandragora on his face made him look even more evil and murderous. His purple eyes looked coldly at Nangong Zifeng, and murderous intent burst out, “Don’t let me ask again!”
Nangong Zifeng was heartbroken and couldn't help herself.
The man she loved deeply treated her like this for another woman...
"Hahaha!"
Suddenly, she raised her head and laughed wildly, and her laughter was full of rage and determination: "Ye Wuchen, she is already dead. She just died under my ghost flame. Hahahaha, even if you love her deeply, what does it matter? She is already dead and has completely disappeared from this world. You will never be able to be with her!"
Since he doesn't believe that she eloped with someone, let him think that she is dead.
Even if he hated her, this man would remember her, Nangong Zifeng, for the rest of his life...
Ye Wuchen didn't say anything. In the darkness, the man's purple eyes were terrifyingly gloomy, and violence burst out of his body. The pervasive murderous intent made Nangong Zifeng feel as if her fate was not in her control.