Chapter 408, verification and retention

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Huang Ying covered her chest with one hand and coughed violently. Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Huang Ying put one hand on the ground and raised her head with a bit of stubbornness. She looked at Ye Duoduo who was standing not far in front of her and the scroll of paper in his hand. The expression on her face became a little unpredictable.

After half a day, he seemed to have made up his mind.

Huang Ying stood up with difficulty in front of everyone, her voice became hoarse, and there was some bitterness that could not be concealed.

"Ye Duoduo, we made a five-year promise to fight souls, and you won in advance. However, Huang Ying's soul was defeated and injured during the promise. We have already made a promise. I will be your slave for life, at your disposal!"

"However, for the sake of the reputation of the Kunshan School, please forgive me for not being able to abide by the schedule. In my heart, I am not an unreasonable girl. Then please let me be willful, unruly, and unreasonable for once!"

"The quarrel between the Huang family and the Ye family today is not entirely due to Huang Ying's fault. Back then, when I went to your lobby, the way I handled things was not appropriate. Please apologize on behalf of me and my grandfather, and say, Huang Ying, especially The Huang family has always been sorry to the Ye family. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Huang Ying's jade hand sank suddenly, swayed slightly, and spoke deeply. Not far away, a disciple of the Kunshan Sect, wearing a sword, activated the Wind Wheel Technique, and sucked in a wisp of suction.

Jade hands quickly grabbed the sword and bit it with silver teeth. The jade hand swings, and the sharp blade cuts hard towards the slender neck artery.

"Oh--"

Huang Ying's sudden move directly caused the expressions of all Kunshan Sect disciples in the Soul Power Field, including those elders, to change drastically.

None of them expected that Huang Ying and Ye Duoduo had agreed for five years that in this soul fight, if their souls were defeated or injured, they would kill themselves with a sword.

However, the sword danced and quickly cut towards his neck without any hesitation.

In the soul force field, some elders were determined to rescue him. Unfortunately, the distance is far away, water from afar cannot quench the thirst of those nearby, and it is too late to save people!

"Man--"

"when--"

That sword carries the coldness of the forest. Cutting through time and space.

The moment he was about to touch the snow-white skin, two slender fingers appeared out of thin air. There was a crisp jingling sound, and the sword suddenly stopped. Its sharp soul energy left a shallow blood mark on the neck that could be broken by a blow.

The blood slowly overflowed, leaving dazzling blood marks on the snow-white skin.

The sword cut her neck and was blocked. Huang Ying suddenly raised her head and saw Ye Duoduo's indifferent and cold dark eyes.

"I want to serve, I'm not interested. You don't have to do such stupid things. It's not worth it to preserve the reputation of the Kunshan Sect!"

Ye Duoduo glanced at Huang Ying, who was biting her red lips, and couldn't help it for a moment, looking helpless.

If you win the soul battle over others, you will make them serve you for life, devaluing their dignity and treating them as slaves. Ye Duoduo couldn't do it no matter what.

No matter what, the hatred between the Huang Ye family was the grudge of the previous generation, and the grudge of this generation is just the love between sons and daughters.

Huang Ying is the quasi-head of the Kunshan sect. It is absolutely impossible for the elders of the Kunshan sect to watch her kill herself because she lost her soul in the battle, suffered soul injuries, and lost the face of the Kunshan sect.

If Huang Bao commits suicide because of being humiliated, how can the Kunshan faction stop? When they are furious, the relationship between the two will become hostile, which Ye Duoduo is not happy to see.

"The five-year agreement ended early. From now on, there will be no connection or relationship between the two of us. Today's soul defeat and soul injury are probably the price to pay for the wrong decision back then!"

Ye Duoduo showed a faint expression, clamped the sword between his fingers, pulled it suddenly, and flicked it, the sword shot out, and then fell in front of the Kunshan Sect disciple, stuck straight in the ground, the sword hilt swinging unsteadily.

"You know, this divorce letter is not very binding!"

Ye Duoduo gently shook the divorce paper, and a wisp of crimson flame started to burn on her fingers. Then, right in front of Huang Ying, in front of her, the paper was burned to ashes, and the black ashes fell in the wind.

"Three years ago, Ye Duoduo said that it was not Huang Ying who broke off her engagement to Ye Duoduo, but Ye Duoduo divorced Huang Ying's future wife. Today, I will repeat it again."

Ye Duoduo smiled, and her soft voice slowly echoed in the Quiet Soul Field.

"Huang Ying, from now on, Ye Duoduo will have nothing to do with you anymore. I will give you your freedom between you and me. Congratulations!"

Huang Ying looked at the handsome young man who kept smiling, with a complicated expression on her cheeks. The love she pursued was finally obtained, but for some reason, it became a large empty space.

"Everyone, the show is over, please go your separate ways!"

Ye Duoduo looked into the soul force field, raised his head and smiled at the crowd on the big tree. He turned around and walked a few steps, pulled out the Nine-turn Soul Iron stuck in the ground, and threw it on his back. Under countless gazes, he slowly walked towards the outside of the soul power field.

The sun was shining, and that somewhat lonely figure looked much more relaxed now.

Just as he walked down the stone stairs, the words that worried Ye Duoduo the most finally sounded on the soul field.

"Master Ye, please stay here for a moment. The Kunshan sect has something to do. Please verify it!"

Ye Duoduo paused as he was about to step onto the stone staircase, turned his back to the soul force field, raised his head and took a long breath of air.

"hiss--"

The clenched fists in the sleeves and robes have been tightened.

On the big tree, Binghun frowned. Looking at the center of the soul force field, the faces of the Great Elder Han Dan and other elders became a little strange.

"oops--"

"Damn it, could it be that Ye Duoduo was recognized by them?"

Binghun murmured to himself, the powerful soul energy in his body moving quietly.

The sound on the soul power field was made by the Great Elder Han Dan.

All eyes were focused on the young man in black who was about to step down the stone stairs.

Huang Ying wiped the blood from her mouth, raised her eyes to show a complicated mood, looked at Ye Duoduo's back, and said to the elders in Han Dan.

"Great Elder, in today's soul battle, Huang Ying's soul power is indeed inferior to that of others. Since her soul is defeated and injured, we cannot blame him."

"Ying'er, this is not a matter of soul fighting. You can avoid it for the time being. It's up to me to decide!"

The Great Elder Han Dan waved his hand, his face turned unexpectedly serious.

Huang Ying was stunned for a moment and nodded hesitantly. Dragging his soul-scarred body, he stepped aside.

Several Kunshan sect disciples quickly helped her to her seat.

"What? What's going on?"

On the big tree, Guild President Murong Dan and other powerful souls were at a loss because of the sudden change. They looked at each other with confusion on their faces.

"The Kunshan faction's fighting spirit has been defeated, and they still want to keep others by force!"

The old weirdo Murong Jie smiled.

"snort--"

"They dare to do things that damage the reputation of the Kunshan sect. Isn't that stupid?"

President Murong Dan shook his head, glanced at Bing Hun, and said doubtfully.

"Binghun, what's wrong with you? I feel like you're a little emotionally disturbed."

Murong Dan mentally sensed that the old monster was a little strange, and with his keenness, he sensed that the soul energy in the Dantian of Binghun's body was fluctuating.

"nothing?"

Bing Hun shook his head and replied casually, staring at Ye Duoduo. Worried that he will be exposed and cause unnecessary trouble.