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A trace of disgust flashed past his eyes, Leng Yanxiao said as she looked at Su Xianghe gently: "You're just too kind, always caring about others, when did you care about yourself too?"

Su Xianghe was furious in his heart. As expected, that trash, Yun Jinxiu, was still alive!

It's fine if she was playing tricks, but she was actually forced into that damned place of the unmarked burial site. If it wasn't for the fact that her strength was not low, she would have been severely injured from the fall!

When he thought about how miserable he looked when he crawled out of unmarked burial site, Su Xianghe's heart was filled with ice-cold hatred, but his expression was miserable as he described it, "No matter what, Embroidery is still my little sister. I thought that she had met with misfortune, and so she dejectedly rushed over.

Leng Yanxiao scoffed, and looked at Yun Jiang who had an ashen face: "Patriarch Yun, why are you looking at each other with such anger? If you have to blame something, you can only blame Yun Jinxiu for overestimating himself, why did he go to the unmarked burial site alone in the middle of the night? "

Yun Jiang trembled in anger: "How can Your Highness say that, in the end, Embroidery is still a girl!"

To a woman, fame was as precious as life. How could one be so slandered?

"Patriarch Yun is right, in the end, Embroidery is still a girl and needs to be taught well. Although I have nothing to do with her, I do not wish for her to fall just like that." Leng Yanxiao said arrogantly.

"Nothing much to do with it …"

Yun Jiang's body shook.

The marriage between Yun Jinxiu and Leng Yanxiao was set by his grandfather's generation. Back then, the Yun Family was considered glorious, and had a position in the Cloudburst Empire that could not be underestimated, but things were unpredictable. In his generation, the Yun Family had completely declined, and when he came here, the Yun Family was basically dead in his name.

This time, Leng Yanxiao had said that he had nothing to do with brocade, it was clearly because he did not recognize the existence of marriage.

"Today, we have one more thing to inform Patriarch Yun." Leng Yanxiao looked at Su Xianghe lovingly, and said with a voice that was so gentle and doting that it looked like it was about to bored to death, "I have already requested royal father to prepare to marry Xiang He as my wife. In this life, she is the only one who will never marry again."

Su Xianghe's face flushed red as she looked at him lovingly. "Big Brother Yan Xiao …"

The two of them looked at each other with their burning eyes, and the followers behind them all started to cry out in envy. Only the people from Yun Family had an extremely ugly expression on their faces.

"Heh …"

A faint sneer suddenly broke the tender feelings between the two.

"The two of you are compatible."

The cool voice was like a clear spring, causing everyone to tremble. They couldn't help but look behind them, and then, their eyes revealed an unconcealable look of amazement.

In the distance, pear blossoms were piled up like snow, and it was unknown just how long that figure had stood there!

The woman had a pair of jet-black clear eyes, like the thousand year old mystery of the North Mountain. Under her delicate nose was a mouth as tender and enchanting as a crescent moon. Her snow-like skin became increasingly jet-black.

She stood under the Pear Blossom Tree with her eyebrows lowered. Her impeccable appearance seemed to be covered by a layer of ice that was thousands of miles away. It was impossible for one to ignore her, but they could not approach her.

In her arms was a pure white little fox. The clean fur didn't have any impurities except for a little pigeon's blood on the side of its eyes. It looked like a beauty mole on the verge of collapse.

It lazily closed its eyes and was dozing off. As if it had sensed someone's attention, it casually lifted its eyelids. Its eyes were like jade glazed eyes, bewitching with beauty!

"Embroidery!"

Yun Jiang's face changed, didn't the words just now all belong to the child?

Everyone exclaimed in disbelief: "She is Yun Jinxiu?"

Even Leng Yanxiao was shocked speechless by the person in front of him, his mind went back to that dirty bumpkin, and for a moment, he felt like the space between the two was like mud, the huge difference actually made him not know how to react!

It was not just his appearance, but even his aura and aura seemed to have completely changed!

Su Xianghe stared at Yun Jinxiu coldly. It was fine if the bitch had returned alive, but she had actually changed the atmosphere and become unusually beautiful …

Seeing the attracted Leng Yanxiao, Su Xianghe's face turned even uglier. For some reason, the bumpkin who was usually so timid, currently stood there quietly, making her feel annoyed and impatient. She even faintly felt a sense of unease.

"Good sister!"

Su Xianghe suppressed the coldness in his eyes, and suddenly put on a happy look, and hurriedly grabbed Yun Jinxiu's hand.

"Why are you going to the unmarked burial site if you have nothing to do? But this caused her sister to be worried to death! If everything goes wrong, what can we do about it! "

What a hypocritical face, what a magnanimous image of the Virgin, the transformation of the face can be considered to have reached the peak of perfection!

Yun Jinxiu looked at Su Xianghe coldly. "Don't you know best how I went to the unmarked burial site?"

A thief calling for a thief was most likely referring to the person in front of him.

"Embroidery, you …" What nonsense are you spouting? "

Su Xianghe looked as if he had been wrongly accused.

"I said, kill to pay for it!"

The cold voice was like a sharp blade, cutting through Su Xianghe's disguise.

Su Xianghe's face suddenly turned pale white: Embroidery, we are sisters, why are you slandering me like that?

Yun Jinxiu was never one to be touched by others, he was suddenly grabbed, his eyebrows knitted together, he raised his hand and swung out, with a small amount of strength, he caused Su Xianghe to stagger and fall down.

Ah!

"Xiang He!"

Leng Yanxiao's expression changed, and quickly hugged Su Xianghe.

"Big Brother Yan Xiao, I'm in so much pain …" Su Xianghe's tears were tear-stained, I felt pity for her.

"Yun Jinxiu, you are going too far!" Leng Yanxiao's face darkened, he did not expect Yun Jinxiu to be so bold, to actually dare to publicly frame Su Xianghe!

Yun Jinxiu's actions, naturally caused public outrage, as shouts and curses blotted out the sky as they came smashing over.

"Yun Jinxiu, don't be so shameless! Second Miss kindly advised you, but you actually harmed her! "

"Humph, this kind of ungrateful wolf cub should be thrown into the unmarked burial site!"

"You're too stubborn, too shameless!"

Seeing that the crowd was filled with indignation, a cold smile on Su Xianghe's face flashed, and he turned to Leng Yanxiao and said pitifully: "Big Brother Yan Xiao, the brocade definitely did not happen on purpose, it was my carelessness."

Leng Yanxiao snorted: "I have eyes! Yun Jinxiu, cancelling the engagement is my personal wish, don't vent your anger on others, furthermore, you are a trash spirit, you don't even match me at all, you can only be detestable! "

That's right, this continent respected martial arts as the most, and every cultivator had to condense their own martial spirit before they could step into the cultivation world. But when Yun Jinxiu was seven years old and hurt his muscles and veins because of saving him, he felt extremely guilty, but he never thought that Yun Jinxiu was actually a piece of trash. How could he, a dignified prince, marry a piece of trash? Wouldn't that mean he would become the laughing stock of the entire Cloudburst Empire?