"Mother — —"
Ye Feng Ru cried hoarsely.
Her cries also caused everyone present to be moved.
Even earlier, this young man had a fierce look, shouting to kill them, and even poisoned them.
But seeing this scene.
The crowd was still unable to condemn him at this moment.
Ye Qing Luo's vision, was fixed on Ye Feng Ru.
She noticed it.
At the moment when Beiming clan breathed her last …..
Something seemed to be pulled out from Ye Feng Ru's body.
Recalling earlier, Wu Sha's action of trying to kill Ye Feng Ru.
Ye Qing Luo's eyes were filled with deep meaning, as she squinted her eyes.
Following that, she slowly stood up, looking down at Ye Feng Ru who was kneeling on the ground, crying out in pain. Her calm voice, had no ripples, "Ye Feng Ru, Beiming clan used her life, to exchange for your life, then …. next, whether you want to leave or stay, it's all up to you."
The man who was carrying Beiming clan's corpse, stiffened slightly.
After a long time, Ye Fengru raised his blood-covered face.
That pair of eyes filled with grief, pain, stared at Ye Qing Luo without blinking.
He wanted to rage.
He wanted to blame Ye Qing Luo, Beiming clan's death, was caused by Ye Qing Luo.
But, the words were at the tip of his tongue.
But he couldn't spit out a single word.
In his heart, he was very clear.
It was him, who caused the death of his mother.
His mother, died because of him.
He wanted an outlet, to vent the suppressed anger in his heart.
But Ye Feng Ru was even clearer.
This outlet, absolutely could not be Ye Qing Luo.
"I don't need you to give me an answer so quickly." How could Ye Qing Luo not see the hatred in Ye Feng Ru's eyes.
Now, she had no intention to kill Ye Feng Ru.
Of course, if Ye Feng Ru still insisted on courting death.
Then she would not care about Beiming clan.
But she would directly kill Ye Feng Ru, to get rid of any future troubles.
After all, in summary, Ye Feng Ru was indeed a trouble these few days.
Before this, she had to go take a look first.
Beiming clan's secret in exchange for Ye Feng Ru's life, was it worth it, she had to tolerate Ye Feng Ru.
"Bring the Beiming clan back first. As for the burial, that's up to you." Ye Qing Luo indifferently glanced at Ye Feng Ru, a medicine bottle, rolled to the side of Ye Feng Ru's feet, "After the ceremony ends, then give me, your answer."
Ye Fengru's body was taut, and he lowered his head.
His five fingers gripped tightly onto Beiming's robes.
He tried his best to suppress the anger in his chest.
Slowly, he picked up the bottle and held it in his palm.
He tightened his arms, stiffly opened the bottle, and swallowed a pill without hesitation.
Then, ignoring the wounds on his body, he hugged Beiming Shi and wobbled towards the Three Springs Sect's backyard.
No one stopped him.
No one took a step forward.
Ye Fengru's figure disappeared into the flattened garden.
Everyone came back to their senses. "Seventh Young Mistress of the Night, how could you let him leave just like that … He … wants to kill you!"
"This kind of ingrate, even if you soften your heart and let him go, he won't be grateful!"
"Did you see the look in his eyes just now? It was as if he wanted to skin Ye Seventh Young Mistress alive! "
"If it wasn't for his mother, he would be long dead!"
"….."
Everyone was extremely dissatisfied with Ye Feng Ru.
Ye Qing Luo smiled, "Today is the day Little Yu inherits the Patriarch's position, it's not good to see blood."
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