“Whether you admit it or not, I don’t care,” Murong Qingyan sneered, the depths of her eyes ice-cold: “Since you’ve done such a thing, I absolutely won’t forgive you . ”

Saying so, Murong Qingyan moved close to Murong Qingxue, grabbed her neck and raised her from the ground .

As Murong Qingxue’s neck was clenched tightly and her body left the ground, the only thought haunted her: she couldn’t breathe . She unceasingly tried to swat Murong Qingyan’s hand, wis.h.i.+ng for the other party to loosen her grip, however, the hand that was pinching her neck was like an iron chain, not budging even an iota .

Her breathing was growing more and more difficult, the air in her lungs becoming less and less . Murong Qingxue felt as if today was to be her last .

Murong Xiong had trouble protecting even himself, of course, he

had neither time nor worry to spare for Murong Qingxue, this granddaughter of his . As for the rest of the elders, even if they wanted to come to her rescue, it was impossible for them . Because they found a pair of icy-cold eyes staring at them .

Although the eyes didn’t stare at them specifically, they felt that as long as they made one wrong move, the owner of these eyes would get rid of them without a doubt .

“Murong Qingyan, do you really want to kill Xue-er? Don’t forget that she’s your half-sister, you have the same father . If Xizhao knew that his daughter killed his youngest one, do you think he would be happy?”

At this time, it was Murong Xiyi who opened his mouth to plead . Although he knew that under such circ.u.mstances he shouldn’t have spoken out, however, he just couldn’t watch helplessly

helplessly how Murong Qingxue died in front of him . That’s why he had no other choice but to gather his courage and speak up for her and even had to mention Xizhao .

He noticed that just a while ago when her father’s name was mentioned, Murong Qingyan’s emotions were stirred, so he could only try his luck again .

Indeed, when she heard her father’s name, Murong Qingyan’s pupils shrank, a wave of emotion pa.s.sed through her eyes, however, she looked at Murong Qingxue with the same ruthlessness as before, her hand was still tightening on her neck .

Seeing Murong Qingyan’s expression, Murong Xiyi felt like he tried to outsmart her, yet ended up in an awkward situation .

However, when Murong Qingxue was on a verge of her death, Murong Qingyan flung her to the ground as if she was throwing a trash .

At the moment, Murong Qingxue couldn’t care

couldn’t care less about being humiliated, she coughed and tried to gulp hungrily the fresh air to fill her lungs . After pa.s.sing through this ordeal of brus.h.i.+ng shoulders with Grim Reaper1, she now learned the importance of air to a human being .

Murong Qingyan looked at the sorry figure that was Murong Qingxue and approached her slowly step by step, no emotions could be found in her eyes . No one knew what she wanted to do .

Terror reflected in Murong Qingxue’s eyes . Yes, she hated, loathed Murong Qingyan so very much, yet, now, after pa.s.sing this moment of life and death, fear overshadowed all her feelings towards her elder sister . Seeing Murong Qingyan draw closer to her, she shrank back without hesitation, feeling suffocated with dread .

“Murong Qingxue, taking in consideration father’s face2, I won’t kill you today,” Murong Qingyan’s ice-cold voice delivered her ice-cold message:

her ice-cold message: “But only this time will I spare you . From now on, you and I, we won’t have a family relations.h.i.+p anymore, I’m breaking our sibling ties . If I ever meet you later on, I won’t let you off again . So, you’d better behave yourself!”

Then, Murong Qingyan turned around and didn’t even look at Murong Qingxue again .

After teaching Murong Qingxue a lesson, she turned to walk directly towards Murong Xiong .

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