A familiar voice, accompanied by a hint of impatience, came from outside the door.
Ji Changming's brows were grim, and when he saw Ye Wanyin lying on the ground covered in blood, his face showed a hint of indifference and disgust.
Only when his eyes fell on Ye Qingxuan, who was bright and beautiful in contrast, did he reveal a gentle smile. He walked over naturally and gently put his arm around her waist: "So you already have it. I was still outside worrying about whether you would be in danger. There is no point in keeping this waste. Might as well throw it into the fire as fuel."
"Good idea. After all, she is the host of the Golden Scale Feathered Serpent bloodline. Using the fire made by her to refine pills will definitely help me improve my cultivation!" Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up. She immediately leaned close to the arms of the person behind her, with a determined smile on her face.
Because of severe blood loss, Ye Wanyin had great difficulty in speaking each word. His skin was pale, even paler than that of a dead person, without a trace of blood.
“Ji, Chang, Ming——!!”
The hatred in her voice could not be erased even with tears of blood. She was a joke, being played around by the three people she trusted the most!
"You will die a miserable death! When have I ever given you a break? It's been sixteen years. I can develop feelings for a dog. How dare you treat me like this!"
How ridiculous! The man who had expressed his love and made vows to her yesterday was standing here with his arms around someone else today, telling her in front of her how he was going to use her body?!
Ji Changming's eyes were cold, and he snorted coldly. Several cold lights rushed towards Ye Wanyin, who was already hanging on to her last breath.
"Kacha!" Blood spurted out of Ye Wanyin's mouth wildly, and a piece of soft flesh fell to the ground.
There was already a bloody hole between her eyebrows - a pure white and transparent crystal slowly floated out, which was the soul crystal that the beastmen regarded as their life.
The servant silently brought in a black dog with saliva dripping from its body.
"This is your fate, Ye Wanyin... You are worse than a dog in my eyes!" Ji Changming's sarcastic look was destined not to be seen by the opposite party. He threw the soul crystal in front of the black dog.
“Click, click, click…”
There was a crisp sound of shattering, accompanied by a dull and painful whimper that shared the same feeling as the soul crystal.
That night, the sky was as dark as ink, with dark clouds blocking the moonlight, and the bitingly cold rain kept falling.
Only the Ye family's Sky Fire Furnace had flames that shot up into the sky and were extremely dazzling.
No one noticed.
A ray of spiritual light quietly climbed up in the dazzling flames.
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