I'm not a scumbag

The killer who has been lurking for a long time has been holding back, and now, he finally found the opportunity!

The man who looked like a murderous god descending to earth was all focused on the fake princess.

But Ling Tingyu relaxed her vigilance and seized every opportunity to regain her strength.

The moment Qin Zuo disappeared, the killer knew that his chance had come!

Seeing that everyone's attention was attracted, the killer quickly approached Ling Tingyu, and Ling Tingyu caught the faint murderous intention as soon as the knife was unsheathed.

She subconsciously raised the long sword that was supporting her and faced the enemy, but she didn't expect that this person was completely out of step with common sense. Faced with a fatal blow, the person would not retreat but advance.

Seeing the tip of the knife sinking into her left chest, it was too late for Ling Tingyu to change her moves.

This person is completely destined to die together.

At the same time, Ling Tingyu's sword had pierced the killer's throat, and the killer lost his life first.

He died with a satisfied smile on his face.

Qin Zuo looked at Ling Tingyu in his arms, anger surged in his eyes, and there was a ferocious beast roaring mercilessly in his heart.

The only glimmer of clarity in my mind was Ah Kuai's persuasion.

Blood spurted out from Ling Tingyu's left chest, and Qin Zuo ordered Ah Kuai to help.

But the help given was limited and only clean gauze was provided.

No matter whether Qin Zuo wanted to face it or not, he knew the fact in his heart that Ling Tingyu could not be saved.

In this backward ancient plane.

Can't be saved.

Each plane has its own rules of heaven and earth.

With the resurrecting elixir, she might be able to save her in the real plane and bring her back to life in the Xianxia plane, but not here.

It's a product that's too far ahead of this era and this plane, even if I give it to you, I can't use it.

Not recognized by heaven.

No matter how capable Qin Zuo is, he is still powerless.

He can go against the power of Heaven, but he can't put a knife on Heaven's neck and threaten it to admit all these things that go against common sense.

The little princess' life should not be cut off, but she was also full of vitality, but Ling Tingyu was different.

In the face of life and death, even if a person has the ability to reach heaven, it is in vain.

Ling Tingyu's eyes were distracted, and she used the last bit of strength in her body to whisper "Thank you...Thank you."

"..."

I don’t understand why she said thank you, and I don’t understand how Zhong Qingmei dared!

What bullshit!

He wants this day to be no longer able to cover his eyes!

He wants this land and can no longer bury his heart!

He wanted all these living beings to be buried with her!

Unable to hold back the killing intent in his heart, Qin Zuo carefully handed Ling Tingyu in his arms to Deng Zhuang, who was also furious and decadent.

Ling Fantian suppressed the grief in his heart, revealed the little princess in He Shan's arms to the public, and gave Zhong Qingmei a hard slap, but he could no longer be happy.

Zhong Qingmei and Zuo Xiaoyi realized that the atmosphere was strange.

They originally thought that Ling Tingyu's death would cause the enemy to mess up, but then they obviously had to face a grieving and angry enemy.

On the other hand, the morale on our side is low and it is not a good time to fight!

And the two people who betrayed their trust and took care of the little princess will not regret their death!

Before the order to retreat was given, a red figure came into view.

Zhong Qingmei was shocked!

Sensing the crisis, he turned around and ran away without giving orders!

Zuo Xiaoyi was extremely shrewd. Seeing that something was wrong, he followed closely behind him, abandoning the tens of thousands of soldiers present and preparing to escape.

Soldiers who kept coming out stood in front of Qin Zuo, but he smiled extremely calmly and said, "Those who stand in my way..."

"die!"

As the dust of the word "death" settled, Qin Zuo's already crimson clothes looked even brighter.

The dye is made from the blood of enemies.

Some of the blood was already dark brown, but it was no match for the fresh red dye that kept refreshing it.

The sky, which was originally clear and clear, had turned dark at some point.

Groups of dark clouds shrouded the entire Yan Kingdom capital.

Ling Fantian pointed the sword in his hand towards the opposite side and shouted angrily, "Kill!"

Following Qin Zuo's footsteps, these soldiers wanted to stand and keep moving forward, even if their heads were bleeding and exhausted.

Qin Zuo transformed into a sharp blade and pierced the last line of defense in the enemy's heart.

It rained, I don’t know when it started falling.

Drop by drop, mixed with the enemy's blood, flowed along the corners of his clothes and along his face.

He didn't know how many times he raised his hand to chop it down. His arm seemed so paralyzed that he could no longer lift it up. But every time a new enemy came up, he still killed it neatly and neatly.

The sound of thunder mixed with the sounds of fighting on the battlefield was like a low warning from heaven.

Qin Zuo looked at the figure that was escaping so fast, and a trace of clarity returned to his red eyes.

The weapon in his hand was dull due to cutting too many people, and what supported him in slashing the enemies was his endless rage.

And the frustration that cannot be vented.

Ah Kuai warned Qin Zuo frantically in his mind, urging him to evacuate immediately if his mission failed.

Qin Zuo locked him in the dark room regardless.

Without Ah Kuai's shouting, the memories with Ling Tingyu gradually appeared in his mind.

Do you like it?

Can't talk about it.

In the beginning, Ling Tingyu was just a mission target for him.

But what is the purpose of this endless anger and heart-beating pain?

Qin Zuo couldn’t figure it out.

When faced with things he couldn't figure out, he always followed his will.

Dropping the weapon in his hand, this action gave the enemy around him the illusion that he had surrendered. Some people boldly stepped forward, but what greeted her was a killing fist.

The fist hit the visitor's temple accurately, and the enemy fell limply before he could survive the move.

Unreasonable fear rose in everyone's heart, and no one had the courage to get even half a step closer to Qin Zuo!

Qin Zuo bent down slightly, took the sword from the corpse, and glanced around, making the group of people tremble in fright.

Seeing that these people were frightened by him, Qin Zuo was not very happy and just repeated what he had just said.

"Whoever stops me will die."

The crowd silently made a way out of the way, and everyone tacitly entered the battlefield behind.

Although the human wave tactics will definitely defeat this murderer, no one wants to be the soul killed by his sword.

Zhong Qingmei looked back and saw this scene and secretly cursed, "They are all trash."

Zuo Xiaoyi was frightened, that the playboy had grown into such a person without knowing it.

Was it the wrong choice to go against him?

But there was no turning back, and they had no way out. At least after Ling Tingyu fell, both sides had already fought to the death.

Qin Zuo was like a cheetah, staring at his prey. As the distance between him and Zhong Qingmei got closer and closer, the thunder in the sky became more and more deafening.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the heavy rain seemed to want to wash away Qin Zuo's anger, but the awakened wildness could not be suppressed by any means.

Getting closer and closer, Zhong Qingmei's heartbeat accelerated. Seeing Qin Zuo's long sword quickly approaching her heart, she felt the pressure of death that she had not experienced in a long time.

A streak of lightning flashed across the sky, causing Qin Zuo to become temporarily blind. Zhong Qingmei was overjoyed and took advantage of this gap to kick Zuo Xiaoyi, who was unsuspecting next to her.

When Qin Zuo regained his sight, there was another corpse under the sword, but it was not the one he wanted.

Looking up, Zhong Qingmei had already disappeared.

Qin Zuo looked into the distance, but finally lost his strength and fell down.