Chapter 123
"Kill her?" Ye Qing Luo's lips curled into a sneer, "Don't you feel that letting her live is worse than letting her die?"
Di Mo Xuan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Indeed, to the current Ye Qing Ling, living was more unbearable than death.
The news of Ye Qing Ling using the dark force's item had probably spread throughout the entire Three Springs City.
It wouldn't take long for the news to spread throughout the West Continent and even the entire Nirvana Realm.
Her reputation was ruined, her profound jade heart broken, her meridians broken …
There was no way to seek death while living in pain.
This was the true meaning of living a life worse than death.
Ye Qing Luo's eyes narrowed, although it was coquettish and beautiful, it was filled with a cold glint: "Since she dared to hurt Little Yu, then she must suffer a hundred times the pain."
She had never been a good person.
It could even be said that she was a cold-hearted person.
As long as it didn't involve her or threaten her existence, she wasn't interested in it at all.
But …
Once she was implicated and the people around her were hurt.
She would never be lenient.
Ye Qing Luo's principle was very simple —
Those who bullied her, humiliated her and hurt her, she would hunt them down to the ends of the earth!
Protect her, protect her and those who loved her, protect them to the end!
This was her way of survival.
Ye Qing Luo restrained the cold glint in her eyes and restored her calmness: "Ye Qing Qian … better pray that nothing happens to Little Yu, otherwise … her ending will be worse than Ye Qing Ling."
She turned her head and walked straight ahead.
Di Mo Xuan's brows overflowed with a smile, extremely lazy.
He gazed at Ye Qing Luo's back, the glint in his eyes flickered with a meaningful luster.
Sure enough, this little thing was the same type of person as him.
She was vengeful, ruthless, and eccentric. Unlike ordinary women, she did not conceal her true nature.
This was the woman he was looking for.
The smile on Di Mo Xuan's lips became more and more enchanting and bewitching.
…
Mu family.
Ye Qing Luo and Di Mo Xuan had just arrived at the door when the servant came forward and took the initiative to invite them into the house.
A maidservant came over and led them to the pharmacy.
Outside the pharmacy, a few doctors dressed in long robes walked in and out. Their brows were tightly furrowed, and they could vaguely hear Mu Zi Fan's voice coming from inside the room.
Ye Qing Luo's heart trembled as she swiftly pushed open the door and rushed into the room.
"Seventh Young Mistress, you're here." Mu Zi Fei stood beside the bed, both hands holding a row of silver needles.
"Miss …" Zi Ling cried her eyes out as she stayed by the bedside. Her pair of red and swollen eyes looked at Ye Qing Luo pitifully.
"How is Xiao Yu?"
Ye Qing Luo's brows creased as she looked at the young man on the bed.
Ye Feng Yu's eyes were tightly shut as he lay on the bed. His blood-stained clothes had long since been stripped off and replaced with thick bandages.
Above the bandage, there was still fresh blood seeping out.
His slightly immature and handsome face was as pale as paper, without the slightest trace of blood.
Ye Qing Luo's throat suddenly tightened, as though something was strangling her neck.
It was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.
Her delicate body trembled as she slowly walked to the bedside.
Her pair of charming eyes were filled with tears.
The reason why Xiao Yu was seriously injured and lying here was all because of her.
"Seventh Young Mistress, don't worry, Eighth Young Master only has some superficial wounds. He will be fine after recuperating for a period of time." Mu Zi Fan comforted her in a gentle voice.
His hand holding the silver needles deftly inserted the silver needles into Ye Feng Yu's acupuncture points. His movements were smooth and skillful.
Ye Qing Luo choked and softly replied with a "hmm".
Her five fingers unconsciously curled up and clenched.