Fu Mingyue fell heavily from the tree, landing on the ground and spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Her eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, looking at Yan Wanqing with sorrow and hatred.
"...You, why did you..." She could not help but spit out another mouthful of blood.
She couldn't even finish a complete sentence.
Seeing this, Yan Wanqing felt somewhat reluctant.
Killing someone was as simple as laying down their head.
She had extinguished the faith in Fu Mingyue's heart.
The Divine Sect's Hierarch must have held a special significance for Fu Mingyue.
At that moment, Abiao walked over from the side, knelt on the ground, and held Fu Mingyue in his arms.
Xiao Pingfeng's palm strike in the heat of the moment was enough to shatter Fu Mingyue's internal organs; she was beyond saving now.
Who would have thought that the Right Protector of the Divine Church of Light, notorious for her relentless killings, would die in Mingyue Town like this.
