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Deep in the night, Xuanyuan Zhiling saw that the lights in Qin Feng's room were still lit from afar, and there were two figures snuggling up against each other. That man's figure was obviously Song Mingzhi, and he would occasionally lean towards Qin Feng.

Xuanyuan Zhiling sighed and jumped down from the wall. He could not help but smile bitterly, maybe this time he and Qin Feng would end it here, but no matter what, he would fight with all his might.

However, at this time, the howls of the doctors in the valley made Xuanyuan Zhiling's scalp tingle. He had long heard that wolves were lurking in the vicinity of Black Butterfly Villa, so Xuanyuan Zhiling's vigilance increased by a lot.

Xuanyuan Zhiling raised a small fire at the entrance of Black Butterfly Villa. He knew that wild animals were most afraid of fire, but only fire did so because he knew that Xuanyuan Zhiling was at the door.

Song Mingzhi intentionally took off the lanterns at the Black Butterfly Villa door, and the guards at the door were also taken away. The Black Butterfly Villa door was tightly shut, and if it wasn't for Xuanyuan Zhiling carrying a fire stone on him, he would really be in danger this time.

The flames were getting bigger, but the howls of the wolves seemed to be getting closer to Xuanyuan Zhiling. Xuanyuan Zhiling alertly swept his eyes across his surroundings.

He knew that if the wolves came sooner or later, his fire would expose his position, but if he didn't kill the pack soon, he would suffer every night.

Thinking about that, Xuanyuan Zhiling resolutely held onto the treasure sword in his hand, this time he was truly going to start a massacre.

In the darkness, in order to maintain his line of sight, Xuanyuan Zhiling could only stay by the side of the bonfire. He felt that there seemed to be a lot of green eyes staring intently at him, and the look in their eyes was as if they were staring at their own prey.

The palm of Xuanyuan Zhiling's hand that was holding onto the sword hilt began to slowly release dense sweat. He felt as if the sword hilt was starting to lose control bit by bit.

Every time Xuanyuan Zhiling felt that the sword hilt was slowly sliding in the opposite direction, he would grip the sword even more tightly, because the treasured sword in his hand was his only hope of winning.

As expected, suddenly, from an unknown direction, a howl of a pack of wolves came out. Xuanyuan Zhiling's nerves, which had been tensed up from the start, had been broken all of a sudden.

In the dark night, a pair of green eyes that carried a killing intent slowly approached Xuanyuan Zhiling. In the dark night, many green eyes suddenly appeared.

Slowly, Xuanyuan Zhiling pulled out the treasured sword in his hand. When the first hungry wolf pounced at Xuanyuan Zhiling, it sneaked an attack from behind, wanting to jump up and bite Xuanyuan Zhiling's neck. However, Xuanyuan Zhiling turned and brandished his sword, and with a wail, the hungry wolf fell to the ground, its head already chopped off.

Following that, the second and third swords continued to pounce towards Xuanyuan Zhiling. Xuanyuan Zhiling raised his eyebrows, kicked away one of the treasure swords with his left foot and killed another.

There was no moonlight, only the sound of wailing.

It was already late in the night when Qin Feng finally saw Song Mingzhi off with great difficulty. When Qin Feng heard the wails at the door, they had already gradually stopped, but Qin Feng's heart was still uncertain, because she did not know whether this fierce battle was won by Xuanyuan Zhiling or the group of hungry wolves.

Qin Feng did not close her eyes the entire night, feeling uneasy. It wasn't easy to make it until the morning when Qin Feng wanted to go to Black Butterfly Villa's entrance to see what was going on, but the moment she opened the door and saw Song Mingzhi, her heart sank once again.

"Qin Feng, where are you going?" Song Mingzhi's smile was very gentle, but there was a hint of complex emotions in his eyes.

Qin Feng was a little unhappy, she did not want to beat around the bush with Song Mingzhi.

"Let me go see him. I'll just look at him. I promise I won't go with him." Qin Feng said indifferently, but her eyes were filled with determination.

When Song Mingzhi heard this, his expression immediately changed.

"You go and see him today, then go and see him tomorrow. If you don't go with him today, can you promise you won't do it tomorrow?" Song Mingzhi stared intently at Qin Feng, complex emotions written all over his face.

After Qin Feng heard this, she sighed and said, "I can only see this side of him. From tomorrow onwards, I will not see him again." Qin Feng's eyes were filled with determination, and although she was about to face Song Mingzhi's obstruction, her face was gloomy.

Song Mingzhi's expression became more and more unsightly as well. "Alright, let's do it this time. If you still want to see him tomorrow, I can't guarantee that I won't be as calm as I am today." After saying that, Song Mingzhi turned and left, but Song Mingzhi, who had just left, did not intend to just stand by and do nothing.

"You should follow Qin Feng now and see how the door is doing." Song Mingzhi said to the guard at the door.

"Villa Owner, last night, a group of wolves attacked the person at the entrance. I'm afraid that he has already died, right?" The guard said with a suspicious look on his face.

When Song Mingzhi heard this, his expression became ugly. "Hopefully this Xuanyuan Zhiling died, with so many wolves attacking him, he will still not die." Song Mingzhi said as he sneered, his smile carrying a trace of arrogance.

With Song Mingzhi's permission, Qin Feng ran to the door in quick steps. Along the way, Qin Feng somehow started to cry, and silently thought about Xuanyuan Zhiling's name.

However, when Qin Feng arrived at the door, she was completely dumbfounded, because the door was already a mess of flesh and blood. Blood everywhere was everywhere, and Qin Feng did not know if it was wolf blood or Xuanyuan Zhiling's blood.

"Xuanyuan Zhiling! Xuanyuan Zhiling! "Where are you?!" Qin Feng searched everywhere for Xuanyuan Zhiling's figure, but he was nowhere to be found.

A terrifying thought flashed through Qin Feng's mind. She imagined the scene of Xuanyuan Zhiling being knocked down and then eaten by the wolves in the end while he struggled against the wolves with insufficient stamina, which then turned into the scene in front of her.

When this terrifying thought flashed past Qin Feng's mind, tears once again flowed down Qin Feng's face. Qin Feng only saw the wolf's corpse lying on the ground, but she did not see Xuanyuan Zhiling's corpse.

"Xuanyuan Zhiling! Come out, if you die, I promise I'll never care about you again! "If you don't come back, I'll wait here for the rest of my life!" Qin Feng could no longer suppress the emotions in her heart and started to wail.

Qin Feng knelt on the ground and cried, but she suddenly laughed. Her laugh was very sad and her face had a look of despair that had never appeared before.

"It's all my fault. If I had accepted you back with me yesterday, or made up my mind to chase you away, it wouldn't have been today's result. It's all my fault …" Qin Feng was simply too sorrowful, and she almost fainted on the spot.

When the guards who were following Qin Feng saw that she had fainted, they ran out and brought him to Song Mingzhi's side.

"Is he dead?" Song Mingzhi asked softly after settling Qin Feng down, but Song Mingzhi's nervousness could still be seen from the pair of eyes.

"Subordinate has checked earlier. That emperor has probably been eaten by the wolves. If he is alive or dead, I don't see his corpse. If I don't, Miss Qin would cry so much that she would faint."

This answer did not satisfy Song Mingzhi at all, because what satisfied Song Mingzhi the most was the sight of his badly damaged body. Only then would he be completely at ease.

However, the result now was not bad, enough to make Qin Feng give up. Song Mingzhi thought to himself, it really is heaven helping me.

"Xuanyuan Zhiling, Xuanyuan Zhiling, don't leave, don't leave me alone …" In her dreams, Qin Feng dreamt of Xuanyuan Zhiling being eaten by a pack of wolves. That tragic state frightened Qin Feng, who kept calling out Xuanyuan Zhiling's name in her sleep.

Suddenly, Qin Feng was woken up by her, and when she realized it, Xuanyuan Zhiling was sitting right beside her bed with eyes filled with tenderness as if nothing had happened.

"When you came back, I knew you wouldn't be so cruel as to abandon me." Qin Feng hugged Song Mingzhi who was sitting on the bedside. In the face of this unexpected happiness, Song Mingzhi naturally would not let it go so easily.

"Qin Feng, why would I leave you behind?" Song Mingzhi said as he gently caressed Qin Feng's long hair.

"Sorry, Xuanyuan Zhiling is truly sorry. I should have followed you yesterday …" Qin Feng leaned on Song Mingzhi's shoulder and recounted her feelings towards Xuanyuan Zhiling. When Song Mingzhi heard that name, his expression immediately turned extremely ugly.

"Qin Feng, look clearly, I'm Song Mingzhi, not Xuanyuan Zhiling." Song Mingzhi shook Qin Feng's shoulders with all her might, hoping that she would be more clear-headed. However, Qin Feng said with a foolish smile: "Don't lie to me, I know you're still alive. You must want to surprise me so that I can follow you, right?"

Qin Feng smiled as she looked at Song Mingzhi's face, but in her eyes, she was Xuanyuan Zhiling.

Song Mingzhi sighed and let go of Qin Feng's shoulder.

"Rest well, I'm leaving." Song Mingzhi practically escaped, because at this time, he understood that the position in his heart was far less than Xuanyuan Zhiling's by a hair's breadth.

Behind him, Qin Feng cried out, calling out Xuanyuan Zhiling's name, Qin Feng's voice slowly faded, Song Mingzhi's heart was filled with grief.

However, when Xuanyuan Mocheng heard the news of Xuanyuan Zhiling's death, he could not believe it. He had finally obtained the throne that he had been waiting for for for so many years.

"The heavens truly have eyes. The throne was originally mine, and now that he's dead, I'm the only one who can inherit the throne. Hahaha …" Xuanyuan Mocheng threw his head back and laughed excitedly.

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!" The subordinate beside him was also extremely tactful, immediately kneeling down to Xuanyuan Mocheng and giving him the proper etiquette only the Emperor had. Xuanyuan Mocheng also happily accepted it, because in Xuanyuan Mocheng's heart, he was the emperor.

However, at this very moment, Xuanyuan Zhiling did not die. It was because in the fierce battle against the wolf pack, he realized that if he stayed here every night, it would be like this every single day.

Not only would he let them think that he was dead, he would also be able to let them know whether Qin Feng was still in love with him, and would be able to pull both Song Mingzhi and Xuanyuan Mocheng into his plans.

Just as expected, both Song Mingzhi and Xuanyuan Mocheng believed that he had died.

In a col that was not far from the Black Butterfly Villa, Xuanyuan Zhiling was currently holding onto the treasured sword that had killed countless hungry wolves, aggressively climbing to the other side of the mountain. He knew that the only thing he needed to do now was to find a doctor to look at his wounds from last night.

Arriving at a small town not far from the Black Butterfly Villa, Xuanyuan Zhiling found a doctor there. The doctor inside was a very old Chinese doctor.

"This is …" The old Chinese doctor was so surprised that his mouth was wide agape when he saw the rows and rows of jagged teeth marks on Xuanyuan Zhiling's arm.

Xuanyuan Zhiling gritted his teeth to hold back the pain, and said indifferently: "This is the result of being attacked by the wolves, hurry up and bandage it up." Xuanyuan Zhiling said indifferently, but his wound continued to bleed profusely.

The old Chinese medical doctor was stunned when he heard this, and immediately helped Xuanyuan Zhiling to cure it.