Scratches, rashes, cracks, abscesses…
There is not even an inch of complete skin on this face. At a glance, even the position of the facial features is somewhat difficult to distinguish.
Such an appearance can no longer be described as ugly.
This is obviously a man-made masterpiece, and can only be described by the word "tragic".
It's not that she just had an ugly face. The woman's hair was also full of greasiness and stains. It had not been washed or taken care of for countless days.
The pink dress on her body was already torn and dirty. Through the countless holes, you could see that the surface of her skin was full of red scratches. It was already bloody and unsightly.
"Vixen, you, how did you become like this?"
Even though Ye Qinglian has a strong character and extraordinary determination, she couldn't help being frightened when she suddenly saw such a terrifying sight. She stumbled and almost lost her balance.
"It's you!"
Seeing Ye Qinglian's appearance clearly, the woman in pink was stunned for a moment, then her eyes flashed with fear, and she shouted loudly in a hoarse voice.
As if she was a mouse seeing a cat, she sat down on the ground with a plop, twisted her body instinctively, and moved herself back a few feet.
"Sister Qinglian, who is this...?"
Worried that something might happen to Ye Qinglian, Zhong Wen rushed to her side in two steps, stared at the ugly and ferocious face of the woman on the ground, and asked full of doubts.
"This is the vixen I told you about, Yun Qingyao." Ye Qinglian was stunned for a long time before replying in a strange tone.
"Is she Yun Qingyao?"
Zhong Wen could hardly believe his ears.
After staring at this ugly face for a long time, he still couldn't believe that this woman could steal Ye Qinglian's fiance.
"Not bad." Ye Qinglian sighed.
How hot-tempered did you have to be to push a man into the arms of such an ugly monster?
"It's really rare to see a vixen like this in the world." Zhong Wen scratched his head and managed to hold back from speaking out his thoughts.
"She was originally pretty." Ye Qinglian said as she took a step in the direction of Yun Qingyao, "I don't know who disfigured her face."
"ah!!!"
Seeing her approaching, Yun Qingyao kicked her legs wildly and screamed at the top of her lungs.
However, her vocal cords have long been damaged, and no matter how she pronounces it, it sounds like a drake in heat, extremely harsh and unpleasant.
Ye Qinglian is a ruthless person. Recalling the suffering she suffered at Yun Qingyao's hands in the past, she immediately became angry and a sharp light shot out from her eyes. He didn't care whether she was miserable or not. He quickly stepped forward and pinched her. By the neck, he snatched this poor and hateful woman into the air.
"Ah~ah~Help! Help!"
Yun Qingyao twisted her body vigorously, yelled, and her hands and feet fell on Ye Qinglian like raindrops.
However, her pitiful cultivation level was really not worth mentioning. The punches and kicks she hit on Lingzun's body were really painless and failed to cause any damage.
Seemingly enjoying Yun Qingyao's panicked expression, Ye Qinglian's eyes flashed with a trace of teasing, but he just watched her going crazy quietly, without immediately taking action to kill her.
As if realizing that she was inevitable, Yun Qingyao struggled for a moment and then suddenly calmed down.
"Sister Qinglian, am I beautiful?"
She smiled, and her tone suddenly became extremely gentle, like a girl's whisper, coupled with the hoarse voice, it sounded very weird and creepy.
"You're an ugly creature."
Ye Qinglian was unmoved and replied coldly, "You are the ugliest woman in the world."
"You, you lie!"
As if she had been greatly wronged, Yun Qingyao burst into tears, "I'm not ugly, you are jealous of me, you are all jealous of me!"
Her cry was hoarse and loud, but there were not a few tears in her eyes.
"I envy you?"
Ye Qinglian laughed angrily, "Why don't you pee and take a photo to see what you look like now?"
"If I'm an ugly guy, why does he fall in love with me when he doesn't like you?"
However, Yun Qingyao suddenly changed the topic, her eyes were blurred, her voice was erratic, and her thoughts seemed to fly far away, "You are so good-looking, and he is your man, but he likes to be with me. It shows that I am better than you." More beautiful, isn’t it?”
"you……"
As if a painful spot had been poked, Ye Qinglian's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the five fingers of his right hand tightened slightly.
"Sister Qing, Qinglian, cough, cough, cough, it hurts, it hurts!"
Yun Qingyao's face suddenly turned purple, and she coughed repeatedly. It became very difficult to speak, "No, don't kill me! I don't want to die. I, I will give him back to you. Can you please spare my life?"
Looking at Yun Qingyao who bowed her head and begged for mercy, Ye Qinglian felt a surge of joy in her heart and felt extremely comfortable.
"No, no! He is mine, I can't give it to you!"
However, before she could speak sarcastically, Yun Qingyao suddenly changed her expression and overturned her previous words, "Just kill me!"
She sometimes cried, sometimes laughed, sometimes timid, sometimes determined, her moods were unpredictable, and her mental state was obviously extremely unstable.
"Bitch!" Ye Qinglian felt that she was being played, and became more and more angry. She gritted her teeth and said, "Are you really not afraid of death?"
"Death? It's better to die, it's better to die!"
Yun Qingyao replied blankly, "He is no longer here. When I die, I can reunite with him again. Okay, okay, okay!"
Her eyes were dull and her voice was dull. It was unclear whether she was talking to Ye Qinglian or to herself.
"Damn vixen!"
Ye Qinglian felt inexplicably agitated. He raised his right arm and threw her to the ground. His eyes were changing. Facing a mentally disturbed enemy, he suddenly lost his mind.
While her emotions were turbulent, she suddenly felt a warmth in her right hand, and it was actually being gently held by someone.
Turning his head, what came into view was Zhong Wen's delicate face and a smile as warm and bright as the sun.
"what you do?"
Ye Qinglian's fair face was slightly red, and she struggled hard to pull her right hand out of his palm, but failed, so she had to glare at him gently.
"Sister Qinglian, she disfigured you back then, and now she has been disfigured as well, and has ended up like this. It can be said that reincarnation is good, and evil people will be punished." Zhong Wen held her catkins and stirred her slightly with his index finger. holding the palm of his hand, he said with a smile, "Isn't this a very satisfying thing, why are you angry instead?"
"What do you know?"
Ye Qinglian snorted softly, but her tone was no longer as fierce as before, "This vixen and I have a deep hatred, and I will get angry whenever I see her!"
"Of course I can't understand my sister's thoughts." Zhong Wen came closer and whispered in her ear, "It's just that I don't hate her, and I'm even vaguely grateful."
"What?" Ye Qinglian turned to look at him blankly.
"If it weren't for her." Zhong Wen glanced at Ye Qinglian's bulging belly, and a naughty smile suddenly appeared on his face, "How could we be together, and where did I get the child?"
"screw you!"
Ye Qinglian's pink face turned red instantly, she raised her hand and pushed hard on his shoulder, gave him a fierce look and said, "Who is with you?"
"Sister Qinglian, let the past people and past things pass." However, Zhong Wen was not pushed away by her. Instead, he clung to her shamelessly, folding his arms and holding her delicate body. He held her in his arms and said softly: "From now on, you have me."
"You are such a playboy, how can you still stay with me every day?" Ye Qinglian didn't seem to buy it, but sneered.
"This..." Zhong Wen's expression suddenly felt a little awkward. His mind was racing, and he suddenly had an idea. He pointed at her lower abdomen, "When I'm not around, this little guy will stay with you. You are no longer alone." .”
At the mention of the baby in her belly, Ye Qinglian's expression immediately relaxed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised unconsciously. Her whole body exuded a holy and soft light. Zhong Wen was stunned for a while, and waves of warmth surged into his chest, as if Even the heart will melt.
"You're right, let the past go by."
After a while, Ye Qinglian slowly turned her head, stared at Yun Qingyao, who was crying and laughing for a long time, and was already in a state of madness, and suddenly said, "Even if it's for this little guy, I should let it go."
After saying that, she raised her right palm and separated her watery onion-like index finger a little further.
Several colorful threads shot out from her fingertips, as fast as lightning and silently, instantly piercing Yun Qingyao's chest.
"Heh, heh heh..."
Yun Qingyao trembled all over, making a strange sound in his mouth, and then fell to the ground with a "plop", blood gurgling from the corner of his mouth, and the look in his eyes quickly dimmed.
"Are you finally going to die? That's great! You must be very lonely down there alone, right? I'll be with you soon, wait for me!"
When she was dying, her eyes suddenly became moist, and she whispered softly, "I, I miss you so much!"
Tears streaked across the pitted face and scarred neck, dripping on the green grass. Under the sunlight, they looked crystal clear and beautiful.
Yun Qingyao slowly closed her eyes, and soon there was no breathing between her mouth and nose.
The sunlight shone on her face, and her ruined appearance no longer seemed ugly or ferocious at this moment. Instead, it exuded a bit of joy and peace, making people calm down unconsciously.
Such a vicious and vicious woman is sincere towards Sister Qinglian's fiancé.
After all, she is just a poor person.
Looking at Yun Qingyao's gradually cold body, Zhong Wen couldn't help but sigh with mixed feelings.
Ye Qinglian didn't take another look at this former mortal enemy. Instead, she slowly raised her head and looked at the sky. There was a hint of relief on her pretty face.
She suddenly laughed.
The smile was so sweet and so happy.
Unconsciously, Zhong Wen's right hand and her left hand were tightly held together, and they did not separate for a long time...
