1389: Wedding Eve III

Wedding Eve III

3More blood dripped down his chest, staining his robe red.

"Run, Qing Han! You have to run!!!"

The young man's voice was hoarse, and his whole body was trembling.

The entire street had somehow become silent.

Fu Chen's eyes widened as he saw Hu Qing was already in front of Qing Han and threw her into the medium. He was so anxious that he spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were bloodshot.

"Give Qing Han back to me. Give her back to me!"

He did not know how, but somehow, he found the strength to leap into the void and rushed toward Hu Qing.

He only knew that he must not let anyone take Qing Han away from him.

Never!!!!

Hu Qing looked at Fu Chen, disdainfully. He raised his hand, and a powerful force suddenly surged from his palm, instantly causing Fu Chen, who was high in the void, to fall to the street.

"Go back and tell her that I'm here for revenge. There's no way I'm going to give this little kid back to her."

"Brother Fu Chen!!!"

Qing Han watched Fu Chen fall straight from the sky. She anxiously tried to reach out and grab Fu Chen.

But it was too far away for her to reach him...

"I'm sorry, Brother Fu Chen."

This old man obviously came to take revenge on her mother.

If he had to take one person with him, then she would rather be that person.

At least, Brother Fu Chen was stronger than her. He could stay by her mother's side and help her...

***

Fu Chen was falling from the sky. He stretched out his hand, trying to grasp the small hand in front of him.

But he could not pull her to his side as usual. 

All things that had happened in these few years flashed through his mind. Slowly, Fu Chen's eyes closed, and he drifted away.

Thousands of years ago, he and Qing Han were just two-spirit herbs that grew up together.

The Ninth Emperor had brought them back, watered them with spirit water, and raised them well.

Fu Chen and Qing Han had become completely dependent on each other and had stayed together for a thousand years.

But now, he could only watch Qing Han being taken away helplessly!

His hatred grew, causing the energy around him to surge like a windstorm.

No matter who that person was... He would definitely not let him go if he had done something to Qing Han!

Fu Chen opened his eyes wide.

He felt a hand reached out from the side and pulling him, not letting him fall to the ground.

Now, standing in front of him was a stunning man in a robe that was as white as snow.

The man's face was expressionless, and his tone was cold as he said, "It will be my wedding ceremony with Qing'er in five days. Go back and tell Qing'er that I will return with Qing Han in five days. Don't worry, just wait for me at home."

He had waited too long for this day, so he would never allow anyone to ruin his wedding ceremony.

"But..."

"I'll come back. That's my promise to her. I'll come back with Qing Han in five days!"

Fu Chen was about to say something, but he held it back after he saw the determination on the man's face. "Alright."

He believed in him.

In five days, Nan Xian would definitely return, bringing Qing Han with him!

"Mother is waiting for you at home, and I'm waiting for Qing Han, so you must come back. Mother has been waiting for this day for a long time..."

Nan Xian was silent.

He and Qing'er had waited a long time.

Five days... He would keep his promise to her.

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