Chapter 388 Settled

   Chapter 388 Settled

   Never thought that the two people who were sitting quietly would be fighting so fiercely.

   Mrs. Ying burst into tears almost instantly: "She is a ghost, my daughter is gone..."

   Ying Furong like this is not her daughter at all, her daughter is already dead, and the death is miserable.

   Yingxiangru's face also turned ugly in an instant.

   Ying Furong's face was a little grim: "Ah—you go to hell—".

   Ying Furong is already very powerful. The strength she has obtained can be said to be able to compete with Xu Bo and others. They can't tear her apart in front of everyone, but Liu Sanniang can.

Ying Furong didn't feel any spiritual power from Liu Sanniang. She seemed to be born to fight against evil. The golden light on her body burned her so painfully. Obviously, she also burned Liu Sanniang's internal organs again and again. If it is broken, she will be in pain, and Liu Sanniang will be in great pain, but Liu Sanniang will not die.

   When Wuya intervened to let everyone see the fierce battle, Ying Furong screamed and burst into a powerful force. The black energy gushing from her body instantly drowned Liu Sanniang.

   In response to Furong's big gasps, she couldn't feel any anger anymore, Liu Sanniang died?

   Ying Furong looked at Wu Yu and others: "She died, I won."

   Ying Furong looked at Mrs. Ying: "I'm your daughter too. I'm no different from her. Why can't you keep one eye closed."

   Mrs. Ying's eyes were red: "You are not my daughter, you can never replace her."

   Ying Furong's face sank: "So, go die."

  Wuya said lightly: "So many of us have seen it, are you going to kill us?"

   Kill them all, can Ying Furong do it?

   Ying Furong sneered and looked at the black gas in front of her: "When I devour her and fuse her, I don't need to kill anyone, and none of you will remember what happened here."

   She doesn't need to kill, what's more, here, either the crown prince or the prince and princess, and the eminent monk, she is not an opponent, what she wants to do is not to kill at all.

   Yuanhui looked at Ying Furong: "The art of sealing."

   Xubo Xuyue's face is not very good, sealing people's memories, such forbidden techniques, so casually said from her mouth.

  Wuya smiled lightly: "I'm afraid you can't do it."

   Ying Furong's face turned cruel: "Impossible."

  Wuya looked at the black qi and smiled without saying a word.

   In response to Furong gritting her teeth, she released her strength as much as possible, and the thick black gas covered layer after layer.

   But soon, Ying Furong's expression was distorted, as if she was suffering some kind of pain, she widened her eyes and couldn't believe: "Why not die, why not die."

   A ray of golden light pierced the black air, so dazzling.

   The Sanskrit sound of the word slowly came out.

  Namo Amitabha Yedotagadaye

  Duodiyeta Amitabha

  Ami duo siddhampopi

  Amitabha

  Amihudo Vijalando

   Gami Gagana

  Takaya Suopohe (Note: Rebirth Mantra)

   In response to the severe pain in Furong's heart, a blood surged up to her throat, and she spit out a mouthful of blood when she opened her mouth.

  The black air was pierced by the golden light, Liu Sanniang sat firmly on the seat, looked at the unbelievable Ying Furong with a cold expression, and said slowly: "Let me see, what kind of thing you are."

  Liu Sanniang grabbed Ying Furong's hand, and the surging power swept through Ying Furong in an instant.

   A force was released, wrapping the whole house in it.

   Ying Furong only felt something moving up her throat, she had to open her mouth to spit out a black pill, Ying Furong looked in pain and stared at Liu Sanniang fiercely.

   She screamed wildly in her heart, to die.

  Liu Sanniang's strength was like a huge dark cloud pressing down. In that huge strength, she was just a very small ant.

   Her heart defense was easily pierced by Liu Sanniang.

  In the exquisite small courtyard, the man in black turned his back to others.

  The servants in the yard fell on their knees, including Ying Furong.

   She is also called Ying Furong, but she knows that she is a substitute, she knows that she exists to replace the daughter of the prime minister.

   She called the man in black 'Sir'.

   In addition to being different from Zhenying Hibiscus, her every move is simply a replica of Zhenying Hibiscus.

   But the fake is always fake. When she goes out of this exquisite yard, it is not the Prime Minister's Mansion. What she has to do is to become a real Ying Furong.

   Half a year ago, on a rainy night, she saw the real Ying Furong. She was **** with a piece of cloth stuck in her mouth.

Fourteen-year-old Zhen Ying Furong's eyes were full of horror, as if she had discovered something, and her whole body was trembling. She smiled and turned around in front of Ying Furong: "You found out, I'm very similar to you, Just one face away, I am you."

   Zhenying Furong seems to have never seen such a terrible thing before, with tears in her eyes.

It was raining heavily, she took off the cloth from Zhen Ying Furong's mouth, stuffed her with a pill, she reached out to support Ying Furong's face: "Originally, cutting off your head is very simple, but I don't want to do it. , I will replace you, but you will also live, from heaven to hell, you can taste it."

   replaces, just a part.

   She didn't want Zhenying Furong to die like this, so when she gradually turned into Zhenying Furong, Zhenying Furong's eyes widened, as if she was suffocated.

   She smiled slightly: "My name is Ying Furong, this is not your name, I have been called this name since I was a child."

   Zhenying Furong trembled: "You can't replace me, my parents will find you."

   She smiled slightly: "No, they will never find out."

She took the scissors and the bronze mirror and let Zhenying Furong see her current state. Seeing Zhenying Furong breaking down and crying, she laughed, pinched Zhenying Furong's chin, and cut off her tongue directly. She smiled: "Without your tongue, you won't be able to speak."

   She cut off between her fingers, and cut off the beautiful round fingers: "The fingers are gone, you won't know anything, tsk... It's so pitiful."

   She went back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and no one had ever discovered it.

  Liu Sanniang could feel that there was a force, very powerful, that swallowed Ying Furong's memory away, that thick evil, just a little bit, made Liu Sanniang frown.

   Liu Sanniang withdrew her power and let go.

   Ying Furong gritted her teeth: "If it wasn't for you, no one would have found out."

   Since these days, she has greeted Mrs. Ying every day and attended many banquets. No one has ever noticed that she replaced the real Ying Furong, silently.

   "No ifs."

  Liu Sanniang looked at Ying Furong indifferently, then paused before speaking again: "No matter who he is, I will find out."

   (end of this chapter)