Quick-wearing girl with pattern counterattack

Chapter 945 Fantasy: Vicious Female Supporting Counterattack 14
"Regardless of whether he is really ungrateful or not, if my Fairy Spirit Sect is destroyed, you can't stay here any longer! Come back with me!" Xuechen pulled Qingqian to leave.

Qingqian shook her head, and broke free from Xuechen's hand, "I can't leave yet."

Xuechen only felt his palm go numb, before he could be shocked, he frowned and asked Qingqian, "Why?"

"If I really leave, the Northern and Southern Wars will definitely do this. Father, I can't watch the Fairy Spirit Sect be destroyed." Qingqian spoke from Xue Feiyan's perspective, and she really couldn't let the Fairy Spirit Sect be destroyed like this.

Xuechen shook his head, and said helplessly: "Yan'er, you don't need to sacrifice your life to complete the Immortal Spirit Sect as a father. If it really wants to be destroyed, it will also be the end of the Immortal Spirit Sect, and it has nothing to do with you."

Qingqian's heart warmed up. Among all the female supporting roles, although the fate is tragic, there will be a parent who loves her.

"Father, don't worry, I won't do this, and you won't agree with me, will you?" Qing asked with a smile.

"Then what do you want to do?" Xuechen frowned, looking at Qingqian.

"There will always be a way, father, don't worry, you should be the same as usual, don't let the North and South Wars see your flaws." Qingqian felt that speaking out would scare Xuechen, so it was better not to say it.

Looking at Qingqian, Xuechen subconsciously believed in Qingqian.

From Qingqian's body, he saw certainty.

Come to think of it, my daughter is also sure.

Since my daughter is sure, then trust her.

Soon, the wedding day will come.

Ximen Wushuang, who had never been released, was finally released.

In order to steal the bride's limelight, Ximen Wushuang specially asked Qinger to dress her up. Not only that, Ximen Wushuang was covered with gold tiaras all over her head. I feel that pearls and emeralds are not as good as gold headdresses.

So insist on gold tiara.

Qing'er had no choice, and she didn't know when her lady's aesthetics changed.

Helpless, he bit the bullet and helped Ximen Wushuang fill his head with pearls and emeralds.

Seeing Ximen Wushuang's head full of golden light, Qing'er's mouth twitched, she couldn't tell how beautiful it was...

However, Ximen Wushuang felt that she fit her identity very well. When she stood up, she tilted her head and almost fell down due to the heavy weight on her head!

Qing'er: "..."

Ximen Wushuang put on a bright red dress, with golden hair and full red body, one could tell at a glance that he deliberately wanted to make today's bride unable to step down from the stage.

Qing'er was very skeptical, is it really okay to go out like this?

However, something really went wrong!
Because the things on his head were too heavy, and the yard he lived in was remote, the Civil War had no intention of letting people pick up Ximen Wushuang.

Before she reached the main hall, she fell to her death because her head was too heavy.

fall……

I fell to my death!
It was just that Qinger failed to support Ximen Wushuang for a while, and Ximen Wushuang was thrown to death by herself. Qinger took a breath and found that she was out of breath, so she hurried to the main hall and yelled about it.

Qing'er was also terrified at this time, and she didn't care about the consequences of disrupting the wedding like this.

All the guests in the main hall looked at Qing'er.

Qing'er was afraid that they would not understand, so she continued to shout loudly: "The princess has fallen and is unconscious now, please hurry up and ask a doctor to visit the princess! The princess... the princess seems to be out of breath! "

Bei Nan Zhan frowned slightly, "Hurry up and ask the doctor, what are you talking about!"

"Since something happened to the princess, today's wedding needs to be done first, lord, you should go and see how the princess is doing first." Qingqian unbuttoned her hijab, and looked at Bei Nan Zhan with a half-smile.

Tsk, before her plan was implemented, someone was looking for trouble for Ximen Wushuang.

But wait, how did Ximen Wushuang die?

I go!

Nanbeizhan glanced at Qingqian, and strode out.

While walking, she looked at Qing'er, "Where is it?" Then she looked at her personal bodyguard and went to invite the doctor.

Qingqian raised her eyebrows and followed out without hesitation.

"What are you doing here?" Nan Bei Zhan frowned, only feeling irritable.

The accident happened sooner or later, but it happened at this time, which made the North and South War very much doubt whether it was man-made.

She blinked innocently, "It's your concubine after all, what's wrong with me going to have a look?"

When he saw Ximen Wushuang lying face down on the ground, his gleaming golden head reflected the dazzling light under the sun.

"Fuck!"

Qingqian was dumbfounded.

So, was Ximen Wushuang killed by the weight on his head?
Really wonderful!

Bei Nan Zhan gave Qing Qian a cold look.

Nan Beizhan stepped forward to hug Ximen Wushuang, saw the thing on Ximen Wushuang's head, frowned, tore off the shiny golden things one by one and threw them on the ground, and then successfully hugged Ximen Wushuang.

Qingqian looked at the golden headdress all over the floor, "Prodigal."

Gu Gu curled his lips, "Anyway, it's not your home, hurry up and take a look, I want to see the original heroine who was killed stupidly."

puff--

The original heroine who was killed by stupidity!
So apt!
Qingqian followed, and at this moment, the doctor hurried over.

After all, this is a princess, and the doctor trembled when he took the pulse.

After taking the pulse, the doctor's face turned pale, "My lord, my lord, my concubine...has no signs of life."

"What?" Bei Zhan stood up abruptly, and shot the doctor with sharp eyes.

The doctor quickly lowered his head, avoiding the sight of the Civil War.

The scene was a bit cold for a while, Nanbei Zhan strode forward, felt Ximen Wushuang's pulse, sure enough, there was no sign of life.

Bei Nan Zhan's face was a little dark, Ximen Wushuang died, there would inevitably be troubles with the prime minister.

After all, today is the day when he is marrying his side concubine again, so if a caring person thinks about it, it is easy to associate this matter with Xue Feiyan.

After all, the death of Ximen Wushuang would benefit Xue Feiyan the most.

As long as Ximen Wushuang is dead, Xue Feiyan will be the only mistress of the palace.

Therefore, Nan Beizhan also took it for granted that it was made by Xue Feiyan, but now Nan Beizhan subconsciously wanted to keep Xue Feiyan from being affected.

Qingqian looked at Nan Beizhan's meaningful eyes and knew what Nan Beizhan was thinking, she rolled her eyes, she really didn't feel wronged by Dou E.

Just as Nanbeizhan was about to say something, Ximen Wushuang, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes suddenly, subconsciously wanted to sit up, and pulled the sprain on his neck, and immediately let out a "hiss" in pain.

"Princess!" Qing'er, who was crying at the side, was the first to notice Ximen Wushuang's anomaly, and quickly shouted in surprise.

The realization of the others was attracted, and they quickly looked at Ximen Wushuang. Sure enough, they saw Ximen Wushuang open his eyes, and the eyes were full of tears because of the pain.

(End of this chapter)