Sweet Wife in My Arms

"Senior, don't you really know about it?" Yan Boxuan drew back his sword, he was different from when his first came to the Green Mountain. Now he was more comfortable and mature. Qing Yao was once the apple of everyone's eye but she was too far behind to catch up with his skills.

"What do I know?" Qing Yao smiled bitterly, she was a beloved daughter since childhood. However, it could also be said that she was kept locked inside the magnificent fairyland.

Everything that happened outside had nothing to do with her and she knew nothing about it.

Yan Boxuan bit his lips coldly and ironically.

"Senior, I once told you the purpose of coming here was to find out the murderer who killed my parents, but now, I've found out."

"My father?" Qing Yao lowered her head with her father's head in her arms. "Did My father kill your parents? It couldn't be, that's impossible." She shook her head and beneath her slightly drooping eyelashes, her trembling lips were displaying an unbearable bitterness. Perhaps it had stirred her deeply, perhaps she knew something about it, but she just couldn't believe it.

"He wanted to get my Cultivating Bead."

Yan Boxuan touched between his eyebrows, and a bead formed from his brows and fell into his palm. It was the Cultivating Bead, his family heirloom which he swallowed carelessly before.

At that moment, Master Qingshan felt the spirit of the Cultivating Bead. He had looked everywhere, but couldn't find it and thus he had killed Yan Boxuan's parents. All he wanted was to get the Cultivating Bead and that was why he accepted him as an apprentice without teaching him any magic arts.

Master Qingshan deserved more than death, and he took his revenge at the opportune moment.

"Senior, I will let you go." Yan Boxuan didn't want to kill Qing Yao. After all, Qing Yao had led him to step by step to become an immortal when he was in Qingshan Sect. She begged for mercy on his behalf and treated him when he was punished severely by Master Qingshan.

Master Qingshan killed his parents, but Qing Yao saved his life.

Thus, they had already settled their grudge.

He turned around, and his clothes fluttered in the breeze and the Cultivating Bead revolved around him.

Qing Yao rose to her feet. She lowered her head and her lips raised in a sudden, chilling smile, then raging flames rose over the ground. After the fire, everything would be gone.

Her father, the one who loved her the most was gone, so she would be alone hereafter. She had nothing and it was because of Yan Boxuan.

The feelings and love were annihilated by her hatred at the moment.

She raised her sword, and the fierce winds streaked across her clothes.

"Watch out!" A voice sounded suddenly and the sword thrust into someone's body.

"Yuexin…" Yan Boxuan turned around suddenly and he saw Guan Yuexin was standing in front of him, the sword piercing her body.

Yan Boxuan wielded his sword and the spirit brushed Qing Yao's hair before it fell on her shoulder. Her body fell heavily on the ground like a kite on a still day.

"I'm fine." Guan Yuexin held Yan Boxuan's hand tightly. She said that she was fine, but blood kept flowing of her mouth. "Sister Qing Yao is not to blame, she didn't mean it, please don't kill her. She did nothing wrong… it was Master Qingshan's fault."