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Episode 107 Mystery of the Moon's water mirror.

Still in the west forest hut.

Murong wanted to reach for the woman's body, he wanted to embrace her, and ..removing the woman's tears, but let alone to come to her, even to move the body was already difficult.

Hearing that remark, Ziaruo turned to the source of the voice, looking at him fixedly.

There was a lot of regret, as well as guilt in his heart for Murong who was seriously injured.

And reflexively his lips passed a name, in a poignant tone. ''Rongxu....''

A short word, which made the owner of a pair of eyes, behind the mask rumbled violently, a heart that seemed to burn with anger, even now had grown thorns of hatred.

His palm clenched firmly, even beginning to be enveloped in black smoke, he again said. ''It turns out, you still don't understand, I can't possibly let it go anymore right now, not even your husband Jing.''

The man, moved quickly to attack Ziaruo. However, with a punch and a deadly movement focused towards Murong.

Understanding that, with the power of hers, Ziaruo tried hard to fend off any attacks from the man.

However, the more Ziaruo tried to protect Murong, the more Murongxu's anger became.

And it is true, hatred wrapped in jealousy is the beginning of doom.

Shouts.. Ceplars.sreeet..sreet.

Buuum.sreet.

The sound of strong gusts of wind, blows on the branches of trees, even thunderbolts were floating over the western mystic forest.

Even now the sound of their fight was heard to the outside of the forest.

For some reason, Murongxu was so determined to kill Murong, the man who even stood up to trouble.

The longer Murongxu's attack power, the more it grew, as if there was never a word of fatigue in his body, and made Ziaruo even more desperate. The woman retreated for a moment and said. '' It turns out that you really want to destroy this body.''

There was a lot of disappointment from the woman's words, she paused for a moment to look at Murong, who was lying in a terrible condition.

And a moment later, Ziaruo looked back at the man with the mask, and said. ''This body is indeed from you, but when this body, said to be my body, then this mortal woman, will take care of it as best as possible.''

A moment after Ziaruo finished his words, he arrived, from the woman's body, giving off a dense golden fog, with his left hand swinging to control the wind, and his right hand grasping a bright glow.

Ziaruo combined the two in his body fog.

Without a warning, the light shot out rapidly, following the small movements of Ziaruo's hand, charging towards Murongxu.

There was a thin grin behind the beautiful face, until when Murong's body was late in dodging the attack, Ziaruo lightly stomped his hand, and the light again attacked the man.

''Buum.'' An explosion, right where Murongxu was standing.

However, the man with the mask was able to avoid it easily.

His gallant body floated in the air, as well as standing right above the explosion.

With a right hand that had created a blackish ray, the man moved quickly and counterattacked.

Looking at the increasingly dense black fog, Ziaruo smiled.

He could guess the direction of Murongxu's mind, that this time the man was earnest, wanting to curse his mortal body with an infamy.

His heart was increasingly filled with many grievances. For a moment he was unable to think clearly.

All he thought about was the man in front of him, wanting to give new vices to his present life.

Therefore, Ziaruo no longer held back the power he unleashed, he fought back with his true abilities.

Ziaruo enveloped Murong's body with a golden mist.

Carrying the body away from it with a short movement of his hand.

The woman also put up a guardrail, for the whole forest with a protective terrain.

He did not allow anyone to enter or exit their battle area.

It is intended that his fight with Murongxu, not impact for others.

Meanwhile, back in the moon's water mirror.

Yongyu cried in a hoarse voice beside the bed.

Where the woman with a face similar to Ziaruo, was getting less appropriate treatment, from a man with a face that he was very familiar with. That man was none other than Murongxu.

But here, he calls himself Haoyan, a crown prince of the legendary Phoenix empire.

Ever since Yongyu entered the world of moon water mirrors, his body had moved dimensions several times.

However, every transfer of place that he experienced, always presents the story of a woman, named Ziayun princess from the moon clan who is known to be very beautiful, with the ability of wind control and medical science.

Ziayun was betrothed to the prince of the dark country Zhanglei, where the prince had a face very similar to that of the elder brother, Emperor Jing.

I don't know how many times he has moved dimensions, but each move always tells a row of stories, the longer it makes him understand the direction of the story.

Yongyu was in a room identical to a woman's room, but he had not been able to browse the entire room, the man heard a request for help.

With his quick steps, he walked closer to the source of the sound.

There right beside the room where he was, a man was trying to do something inappropriate towards Ziayun.

''Since long time I have paid attention to you, but you have always ignored me, you are engaged to him.'' Haoyan said, with a hand reaching out and confirming the girl's clothes.

Watching that, with full force Yongyu moved quickly and hit Haoyan's body. He wanted to beat up and kill*n*h the man.

However, as if he was not human.

His kicks and punches, did not hit Haoyan's body at all.

Precisely his body darted quickly and fell on the floor, Yongyu again confused.

But he did not think for long, and immediately stood up to deliver his blow back.

Again and again how hard he tried, his punch never touched Haoyan's body.

With the cries and shouts from Ziayun, the cries and cries of Yongyu were also heard.

This time, he felt useless.

The ugliness and tragic events of the past, are nothing compared to today's events.

Yongyu hit his head, and his own chest.

In fact, pulling his hair and clothes very hard, he felt frustrated with his incompetence.

A heartbreaking incident happened right in front of him, and as a man he could do nothing.

During the incident, Yongyu roared, with a roaring cry on the floor beside the bed.

Even from when, there were traces of blood on the clothes he was wearing.

Until a while had passed, Yongyu's gallant body was still shed beside the bed, where the woman was lying there, next to Haoyan's body.

The woman's eyes opened, but with a blank look. Meanwhile, Haoyan hugged and caressed her with gentleness.

There was great affection, emanating from the glare of Haoyan's eyes, which just a moment ago had shattered Ziayun's pride.

With a soft voice he tried to persuade the woman and spoke. '' Ziayun...I will take my responsibility for you. I'm sorry, but trust me you'll be the only woman in my life.''

"I'll treat you better than he does. Zayun...Can you try to accept me." Continue the man back, while tightening the embrace.

The man continued to say the words with a promise of loyalty.

However, Ziayun just kept silent not responding to him.

There is sadness and destruction, in the eyes that are now only open without the focus of the view.

Yongyu returned to exhausting tears, as he positioned Ziaruo as Ziayun.

His heart was further crushed as he looked at it, a clear melt of water pouring out profusely, without a sound from the woman's lips.

Back Haoyan's voice sounded. "if we get married, I will make sure the Emperor's grandfather will not attack, as well as rob the Moon clan of wealth.'' Haoyan was still with his seduction efforts.

The man wanted to win the heart of the woman, after the incident a moment ago.

Haoyan has had the woman in his arms, has her family's permission, has her body, even has a marriage appointment with her.

*The Tradition of Negri Awan says, that when lovers (Men and women), through the night together/conduct relations like husband and wife, then officially they are declared to have a marriage promise, then officially they have a marriage, and it can't be undone.*

However, if Ziayun still does not accept himself, disappear, or even act recklessly to finish himself off, will not all his plans and sacrifices for now be in vain.

The man took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.

Not knowing what was now dwelling in his mind, Haoyan closed his eyes for a moment, and again said with gentleness.

''In fact, I will give back your clan heirloom, which has fallen in our hands as one of our marriage dowries.''

Haoyan continued to try hard to persuade Ziayun, as well as occasionally kissing the woman's head in her arms.

Until the sound of the door kick opened from the outside violently.

''Braaac...''

There, the Dark Lord's body stood before the door, holding a drawn sword.

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