Rescuing the Beautiful and Strong yet Miserable Second Lead Character

Su Yinyue came soon. She opened the curtain and stood on the beautiful carpet, clutching her veil and coughing: "Cousin."

Ye Chongyu was very kind to Su Yinyue. He was no longer as high as he was to Yunmenghan just now, but quickly motioned to Su Yinyue to sit, and he asked Nuan: "How are you doing? Stay in the palace and take good care of yourself, so why bother to come to the front?"

Su Yinyue's face was slender and pale, white without blood: "I want to get closer to my cousin."

Ye Chongyu knew that she couldn't move her. Since childhood, he couldn't change Su Yinyue's mind. Ye Chongyu stepped back and said, "I can't do anything with you. That's all, I'll give you some more hands. You will be good for your own life and you will nurture yourself. Don't hurt your body by the wind and sand."

"Thank cousin." After Su Yinyue said, she lowered her head and wiped the corners of her lips with a kerchief, and asked, "Cousin came to me late at night, why?"

Ye Chongyu paused extremely slightly. Soon, he recovered and continued: "I don't worry about your body. Besides, I do have one thing to tell you."

Su Yinyue waited quietly for Ye Chongyu's later words. Ye Chongyu squeezed his fingers and said, "I want to dismiss the harem."

Su Yinyue's eyes were obviously picked up, she lifted her eyelids, and gave Ye Zhongyu a glance: "Cousin's three thousand harem beauties are all rare beauties. I don't know how many people envy them. It is not easy to collect so many beauties, cousin. Why do you want to dismiss the harem suddenly?"

"Weak water is three thousand, so it's better to just drink a scoop." Ye Zhongyu seemed to be very emotional, and said, "I just talked with Yun Menghan heart-to-heart, and I found that I have misunderstood too much of her over the years. We. Should have been the most in love with each other, but we are now, although we are a husband and wife, but we are strangers. We shouldn’t be like this. I have been in love with her all these years. I have lost a child and I can’t lose her anymore. So, I plan to dismiss the harem and pet her alone. Without those women in it, we will be able to restore our relationship soon."

Su Yinyue was silent for a long time and asked in a low voice, "What about me? Cousin, I have given up everything for you. You dismissed the harem for her, what should I do?"

Ye Zhongyu showed unbearable expression on his face. He apologized and said, "Yinyue, I owe you this life. In the next life, I will definitely choose to love you."

Su Yinyue laughed as she listened. Her face was as white as paper, and she seemed crazy when she giggled: "You will love me in the next life. That means, you have never loved me?"

Ye Zhongyu lowered his eyes and whispered: "Sorry."

"Why?" Su Yinyue seemed to insist on asking for an answer, "Why am I inferior to her? Why do you love her and not me?"

"I also hope to live up to her and you, but I can't help it." Ye Zhongyu said with pain in his eyes, "When she came to see me, she was lonely and fragile. She was thin with only a handful of bones, she said. She slept in the camp alone. She was afraid of the dark at night and no one paid any attention to her maid. She was so scared that she kept her eyes open all night and didn't dare to fall asleep. She was so weak and helpless that I couldn't live without me. How could I leave her? ?"

Su Yinyue thought in her heart, oh, it turns out that Yunmenghan lives in a tent alone, and there are not many people serving him, so he can't hear anything at night. Su Yinyue covered her mouth with a veil and coughed vigorously, as if she was about to cough up her heart and lungs. After all, seeing the older cousin from a young age, Ye Chongyu couldn't bear it, and whispered: "Yueyue..."

"I'm okay." Su Yinyue stood up while propping up on the table, ignoring his body that was coughing after two steps, and faltered and saluted Ye Chongyu, "It's late at night, cousin rest early. No matter what happens, I will accompany you. By my cousin."

Ye Chongyu said: "Don't worry, you are different from other people after all. Even if you don't have a relationship like a husband and wife, you are still my cousin. After that, you can stay in the palace to recover from your illness. You can live as long as you want. When will it be."

Su Yinyue smiled: "Thank cousin."

After she finished speaking, she walked to the door, and when she was about to leave, Su Yinyue stopped. Her slender body stopped in front of the black tent, on which was painted with teeth and dancing claws, vicious demons totems, Su Yinyue's thin and broken figure set off in front of these monsters, which made people give birth to indescribable things. A sense of depression.

Ye Zhongyu's heart unconsciously raised: "Cousin, what's the matter?"

Su Yinyue turned her face slightly. From Ye Chongyu's perspective, she could only see her slender chin and the inexplicable smile on her lips: "Cousin, since I was young, when did I refuse your request?"

Ye Zhongyu's heart sank, his voice tensed up instinctively, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Although I am younger than you, I have lived on a sick bed since I was a child, and my mind is more mature than my peers. I watched you grow up. How can I not understand what you want to do and what you want?"

There was no sound behind her, and Su Yinyue didn't care, with a smile on her lips, she opened the curtain and walked out.

She likes her cousin the most, and is never willing to refuse any request from her cousin. Since the cousin asked her to kill someone, she killed Yunmenghan for him.

She was willing to be his knife. Except that he wants to leave her.

Su Yinyue was weak and could not satisfy Ye Chongyu's desires, so she tolerated Ye Chongyu's admission to the backyard one by one. She tolerated him going around, tolerating his spending time and drinking, but she couldn't tolerate it, he wanted to defend himself like a jade for another woman.

Ye Chongyu knew when she wanted to, so she deliberately said these things to arouse her. Su Yinyue heard it right from the beginning.

Su Yinyue smiled indulgently on her lips. Her cousin was the same kid who deliberately pretended to be sick in order to **** Ling Qingxiao's things.

·

When Su Yinyue entered Yunmenghan's residence, all the way was unimpeded, and there was not even a guard outside the door.

With a soft smile on Su Yinyue's lips, her cousin laid everything out, just waiting for her to be the villain.

That being the case, how could she bear the heart to disappoint her cousin?

Sitting in the inner room, Yun Menghan was holding the box and carefully looking at the object of love between her and Ye Chongyu. When she heard a sound outside, she thought it was Ye Chongyu, but when she looked up, she saw a person who had never expected it anyway.

"Su Yinyue?" Yun Menghan was so surprised that he stood up directly from the collapse, "How could it be you?"

"Sister Yun." Su Yinyue looked at her up and down, smiling inexplicably, "Long time no see."

Yunmenghan didn't want to reminisce with Su Yinyue at all. Su Yinyue looked weak and weak, but only Yun Menghan knew what kind of demon it was.

With a cold face, Yun Menghan directly stated his attitude to see off the guests: "My temple is small here, and I can't tolerate the lady. Come and see off the guests."

Yun Menghan called out several times, but there was no movement outside. Yun Menghan's heart suddenly thumped, and suddenly he had a bad premonition.

Su Yinyue paced to the edge of the cave, taking care of himself and taking a look at the contents of the box. Yun Menghan saw that she touched her and Ye Chongyu’s object of love without her consent. He was frustrated and said angrily: "Su Side Consort, you are on your side and I am right, please correct your own identity, don’t Do something beyond."

"Overseas?" Su Yinyue murmured, she turned her head to look at Yun Menghan, and suddenly smiled, "Then you are dead, you are not the main room."

Yun Menghan didn't even react, and a sharp pain suddenly came from his abdomen. Yun Menghan lowered his head and saw a sharp knife stabbed in his lower abdomen, blood gurgling out, flowing along the handle of the knife to Su Yinyue's hand.

Su Yinyue squeezed it in. She looked at Yun Menghan's gaze almost pitying: "Speaking of which, you are quite pitiful. You originally had a pretty good future, but it's a pity that you think of something you shouldn't think of. People."

"Who is it?" Yun Menghan endured the pain and asked, "Who are you going to kill me for? Ling Qingxiao?"

The only person she shouldn't think about is Ling Qingxiao. But what does Ling Qingxiao have to do with Su Yinyue? Although Ling Qingxiao and Su Yinyue are real cousins, their relationship is very weak, and neither of them likes or even hates each other. It is impossible for Su Yinyue to kill her because of Ling Qingxiao.

When Su Yinyue heard that the first thing she thought of at this juncture was Ling Qingxiao, she couldn't help but smiled: "It turns out that the person you were thinking of was Ling Qingxiao all the time. These things are really ridiculous."

Su Yinyue said, with a bitter light in his eyes: "But what about that, he is now the emperor of heaven, high above him, not stained with dust, neither you nor me are worthy to be contaminated by him. Your ridiculous imaginations are destined to be only Hide in the gutter for the rest of your life, without seeing the sun."

Yun Menghan didn't know whether he was irritated or what, so he suddenly exerted his strength and successfully pushed Su Yinyue away. Su Yinyue was a chronically ill body. She was not prepared for Yun Menghan's movements. She banged her back against the corner of the table and coughed up a mouthful of blood. She covered her mouth and coughed violently, struggling to get up and kill Yunmenghan.

"Bitch, do you dare to push me?"

Yun Menghan pushed Su Yinyue away, clutching his wound, stumbled and ran out. She was calling for help all the way, but she didn't know what was wrong, and no one outside heard it.

Yun Menghan and Su Yinyue were both seriously injured and chronically ill, neither of them were healthy bodies. The two of them quickly fought together again, and Yun Menghan exhausted Su Yinyue's dagger with all his strength. The dagger fell to the ground and made a crisp metal sound. Yun Menghan took the opportunity and called out loudly for help: "Chongyu, come and save me. Ye Chongyu..."

Until this moment, Yunmenghan was looking forward to Ye Zhongyu's rescue. Su Yinyue smiled with revenge on her lips. She looked at Yun Menghan as if she was proud and pitying.

Su Yinyue said: "You don't understand him, you never really know him. He belongs to me alone."

Between the two people's scuffle, the ground shook violently, and the two of them did not stand firmly, and all fell to the ground. The wound on Yun Menghan's abdomen was bleeding all the time. She fell to the ground and was so painful that she hardly had the strength to get up.

Su Yinyue's situation is not much better. After the violent vibration, there was a shout of killing from outside. Listening to these movements, Yun Menghan almost thought he was dreaming.

At this time, the silent camp finally made a sound, and the sound of footsteps outside ran up and down, and everyone yelled in panic, "No, the fairy clan attacked!"

"Xianzu?" Su Yinyue's tone was incredibly unbelievable. She stumbled to the door, opened the curtain, and saw that the place in front of the main tent was full of blood, a mixture of spiritual energy and demonic energy.

All the restlessness comes from the direction of the main account.

Su Yinyue's face suddenly turned pale: "No, my cousin is in danger!"

·

After Su Yinyue left, Ye Zhongyu seemed to be ignited, and could no longer sit still. He stood on the ground and walked around, anxiously unable to think. Ye Chongyu wanted to go out several times, but every time his hand touched the tent, the territory of the Six Realms would appear in front of him.

He stood at the door for a long time, and finally, slowly withdrew his hand.

Those who make big things don't stick to the trivial. But only a woman, waiting for him to achieve hegemony, younger than Yun Menghan, more beautiful than her, more docile than her, what kind of woman can't find? As long as he wants, he can even raise a more desirable "Yunmenghan".

The night wind blew in from the gap, and Ye Zhongyu's heart became cold and hard. He sat back in his seat, took out the map, and forced himself to think about the battle, not what might happen in another camp.

Not long after he sat down, there were eager and powerful footsteps outside, and a familiar voice sounded outside the tent: "Devil, the subordinates have something to play."

Hearing this voice, Ye Chongyu mentioned God instantly. He immediately threw the map on the table and walked quickly to the door: "Come in."

It was Lei Da and other dead men who came here, but now, there are only four people left in the team that was originally full. Ye Chongyu didn't have time to ask about the lives and deaths of other people, and said directly: "Where is the artifact? Have you brought it back?"

Grandmaster Lei offered a box with blood still stained on the wooden box. The color was different from the old to the new one. Ye Chongyu didn't ask about the blood stains, and hurriedly grabbed the box and unlocked it.

Inside the wooden box, a slender and delicate bottle was shining brightly. Ye Zhongyu saw the contents inside and was stunned: "Why is it?"

Why is it exactly the same as the bottle of the ancient forbidden technique?

Before Ye Zhongyu could think clearly, Lei Da fell to the ground and died because of exhaustion. Ye Chongyu just glanced, still caring about the artifact in his hand: "When you got it, did the artifact look like this? Has anyone touched it on the road?"

Lei Liu knelt on the ground, with Lei Da's corpse in front of him, and not far away was the Demon Venerable who was wholeheartedly asking about the artifact. Lei Liu swallowed the bitterness in his heart, and said, "No. My eldest brother has been protecting the artifact with his life and staying sleepless all the way, staring at the wooden box in person."

For this reason, when Lei Dacai arrived at his destination, he was exhausted alive.

Ye Zhongyu breathed a sigh of relief. He closed the wooden box and waved his hand: "Okay, the deity knows. Go down."

From beginning to end, I haven't asked those who haven't come back.

Lei Liu and the others quietly dragged Lei Da's body away. After everyone had left, Ye Chongyu could no longer hold back. He took out the bottle of ancient forbidden technique, compared the two compartments, and found that they were indeed exactly the same.

Is it true that others lied to him?

Ye Chongyu tried to inject devilish energy, and found that there was no movement. Ye Chongyu tried all the methods he knew, but still had no clue. Ye Chongyu had no choice but to turn to Forbidden Soul.

"Senior, are you there?"

Forbidden Soul is sealed, not always paying attention to outside affairs. He was awakened by Ye Zhongyu and floated out of the Yujing bottle slowly: "What's the matter?"

Ye Chongyu handed the artifact that had been retrieved after untold hardships to the eyes of Jihun, and asked, "This is the artifact that Nuwa descendants mentioned. I tried it for a long time and it seemed that it couldn't be used."

"This is natural." Forbidden Soul sneered, "Only general merchandise can be used. God's things have always been unique, and each has its own formula."

Another formula? Ye Chongyu couldn't help frowning, muttering to himself: "There is a unique formula for using it. What should I do if I have an empty bottle but no key?"

"I went to search for the gods and souls of the descendants of Nuwa. I don't believe in such important information. Nuwa would not tell his descendants." As he said, the soul was approaching, and I felt strange that the bottle couldn't tell, "Why Will it be exactly the same as the Yujing bottle? I have never heard of Nu Wa holding something similar."

The demon **** knew Nuwa for almost as long as his life span when he was alive. The gods had known each other for too long and knew each other. The power of each **** and what is in his hand can be estimated even if he hasn't seen it with his own eyes.

The devil didn't know, that is to say, Nuwa created it after he died. The demon **** stared at the water-like lines on the bottle, his face suddenly changed: "Not good."

Almost at the same time, another clear and cold voice that Ye Chongyu was very familiar with came from outside the tent: "So, you are here."

Ye Chongyu suddenly turned his head, and at the same time, the two bottles in his hands were caught by a chill, and the ice layer quickly spread from the bottles, following Ye Chongyu's hands to his arm. The icy cold made Ye Zhongyu feel that his arms were all useless, and he wanted to hold things tightly, but when he closed his hands hard, the things in his hands suddenly disappeared, and he grabbed nothing.

Ye Zhongyu was vaguely aware of the fluctuations in the space, but it seemed that there was nothing at all. During the brief confrontation, the main account was overturned by a chill. Ling Qingxiao stood in the night mist in white clothes, covered in frost, cold and strong.

Ye Chongyu had no time to call "coming man", and the panicked voices of Mozu soldiers had been heard from all over the camp. Ye Chongyu reacted immediately that they had been attacked.

Ling Qingxiao had been following Lei Da, and when Lei Da thought they were back to a safe place, she did not know that he also led Ling Qingxiao in.

Ye Zhongyu was furious, and the magic on his arm shattered the ice. He instantly summoned his weapon, held it high and pointed it at Ling Qingxiao, and said angrily: "The immortal world claims to be the right way, but the dignified emperor has done something that hurts people behind his back. What about divine tools?"

At the same time, an evil spirit rushed out of the space constraints and instantly expanded into the appearance of a behemoth: "It's you!"

"It's me." Luo Han's figure also emerged. Gods are not limited by time and space. As a veteran deity, the Demon God cannot be bound by her space. From the beginning, Luo Han had never thought about how long the Forbidden Soul would be trapped.

Just grab the Hua'er bottle from Ye Chongyu's hand, and that's enough.

After many years, Forbidden Soul saw this man who killed him and made him lose his freedom, and his whole body hated suddenly agitated. He no longer concealed his abilities, and quickly got out of the Yujing bottle, full of grievances constantly drifting around, and everything touched by the black mist withered immediately.

The demon's red light appeared in the world, and since all the people he was looking for had already appeared, the Forbidden Soul didn't need to cover his whereabouts. He released all his abilities, determined to destroy the Six Realms, and La Luohan buried him.

He is the supreme of the six realms, and no one can live better than him. Since he is dead, the Six Realms are not allowed to survive.

Of course Luo Han knew that Forbidden Soul hated her. The hatred between the two has continued from the Middle Ages to the present. It is no longer important who is right and who is wrong. They only need to know that today, only one person can survive.

This was the last battle between Luo Han and Forbidden Soul. No one had any chance of luck, and one after another they showed their strongest cards. Luo Han's hand showed a vast golden light, and his fingers made a series of complex and mysterious Jiamarks, pouring all his divine power into the Hua'e bottle: "My name is Luo Han, and my body governs the Dao of Heaven. The Dao of Heaven is ruthless, punishing evil and promoting good. Six Realms. Reincarnation is for my use. In the name of God, clear the door. Open."

The Hua'er bottle slowly lit up, and a golden beam of light rushed into Yunxiao, standing next to the strange red pillar of the Yujing bottle, wrestling with each other. Luo Han manipulated the Hua'er bottle and wanted to swallow the Forbidden Soul into the Hua'er bottle. Forbidden Soul had already felt that the Hua'er bottle was something unfavorable to him, so he would be willing to catch it with his hands. The two are like a tug-of-war, each holding one end, depending on who is more capable.

Luo Han and Forbidden Soul had a great deal of movement, and both the fairy and the demon were attracted to this battlefield. Ye Chongyu immediately realized that the bottle in Luo Han's hand was very detrimental to the soul. It turned out that the so-called Nuwa artifact was a trap from the beginning.

It was clearly made to resist ancient forbidden techniques.

Ye Chongyu charged up and struck Luo Han with a single blow. Ye Chongyu’s attack was only halfway through and was stopped by Frost. He turned his head and saw Ling Qingxiao’s icy light around him, summoning a long sword after a long absence.

Since Ling Qingxiao became the Emperor of Heaven, the Six Realms have not seen Ling Qingxiao make a sword for many years. He must see blood when he draws his sword, and there are very few in the six realms worthy of him to draw a sword for.

Only twice, once with a sword to cut through the space-time tunnel that Luo Han left, and the other time, right now.

When the battle was about to start, Ling Qingxiao and Ye Chongyu fought each other, and the fairy soldiers below also fought together, guarding their own gods, and attacking the other's gods by the way. Spells roared in the scene, flesh and blood flew all over the scene, and the peaceful and peaceful night turned into a Shura field in an instant.

When Yun Menghan stumbled and ran out, he saw this scene in front of him.