Snow in Changting

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She was afraid that Kuang Lingyun would fight with the two demon venerables. Based on Kuang Lingyun's cultivation base and her injuries, she speculated that she was definitely not a match for the two venerables. If she forced herself to do so, she might...

Kuang Lingyun stopped in front of the gate of Wushengmen, and looked back at the many Taoists from the immortal family behind him:

"Everyone, listen to the next sentence first."

The cultivators didn't know what Kuang Lingyun wanted to do, and gradually calmed down.

"Two seniors." Kuang Lingyun turned around, and bowed her hands towards the Demon Lord of Duhun and the Demon Lord of the Reborn, "The junior Kuang Lingyun was Qing'er's childhood teacher. Although I came here today to find my disciple Teng Xuanqing, I am not insist on taking her away."

As soon as she finished speaking, all the cultivators behind her were in an uproar, the complexions of Wu Chenglanfeng and the two elders changed suddenly, and Ruan Yue also showed a shocked expression.

On the contrary, when the two Demon Lords of Crossing the Soul and Rebirth looked at Kuang Lingyun, there was a bit of interested smile in their eyes.

Teng Xuanqing opened his mouth and stared blankly at Kuang Lingyun, confused by Kuang Lingyun's intention in saying these words.

"What Qing'er has done today is all because I listened to my subordinates and never fulfilled my responsibilities as a teacher." Kuang Lingyun's eyebrows drooped slightly, and her warm and soft eyes in the past were now clear and cold, calm and calm, "Since that's the case, Qing'er is in every I am willing to bear the unjust debts left by the Xianzong and the losses caused to the Wushengmen by the cultivators of the Xianzong today."

Before the cultivators realized the meaning of Kuang Lingyun's words, they saw Kuang Lingyun draw his sword out of its sheath, flipped his wrist, turned the blade upside down, and pierced his heart with precision and fierceness.

"!!"

Ruan Yue's complexion changed drastically, Wu Cheng and Lan Feng did not expect things to develop in such an uncontrollable direction.

The people watching the fairy gate all showed horror, and everyone in the Wusheng gate who was following the demon king of crossing the soul and the demon king of the past life also looked sideways in surprise.

Teng Xuanqing's hands and feet were cold for a moment, and his complexion was ashen.

The blade of the sword cut through the flesh, and the blood was instantly soaked, and a bright and enchanting poppy bloomed on the elegant white robe.

Kuang Lingyun swayed a bit, just now when the sword pierced her heart, she shattered her heart veins with spiritual power, but with her Nascent Soul Dzogchen cultivation base, even if her heart veins were broken, she still couldn't kill her with one blow.

The noisy noise around finally subsided, no one forced her to choose again, and no one asked her to kill Teng Xuanqing again.

She was about to die, but she breathed a sigh of relief.

She made a different decision than a hundred years ago, but this time, she felt at peace, and even if the time could not be repeated, she could let go with peace of mind.

It should have been like this a long time ago, one life for another.

Chapter 48 Cheats

Teng Xuanqing stared blankly at the person who swayed slightly in the distance, and then slowly fell down. Her mind went blank, and with a bang, a string broke, causing her to lose the ability to think in an instant, leaving only the instinct of her body , like a pouring torrent, drowned her.

"Master!"

She roared hoarsely, jumped out like lightning, and pulled Kuang Lingyun into her arms just before she fell to the ground.

All the cultivators in front of the mountain gate were immersed in shock, and no one expected her actions.

The long sword slipped and fell to Teng Xuanqing's feet with a clang.

With pain in her heart, she panicked and lost her mind. She hurriedly pressed the wound on Kuang Lingyun's heart, and with trembling hands, gathered all her spiritual power in her palm, holding Kuang Lingyun's last breath.

She gritted her teeth, and before she knew it, bloodshots leaked from the gaps between her teeth, and the fog in her eyes became heavier and heavier.She was at a loss, not knowing what to do at this moment.

As if returning to the land of red flames that day, she saw Kuang Lingyun seriously injured and unconscious, and knew that the other party's life was dying, but deep down in her heart was not only despair, but also a trace of luck. Is there anyone who can save her teacher? Respect?

She hates herself for being ignorant and incompetent, so what if she abandons immortality and becomes a demon?So what if the cultivation base soared?

In the end, it still couldn't play a little role at the critical moment.

She called her master over and over again, no more losing her temper, no longer being disobedient, she went back to Zixiao Palace with her, she was willing to accept the censure from the elders in the palace, even if it took her life, she would have no complaints.

In that case, can Master get better?

Teng Xuanqing felt the warm and wet blood on her fingertips carrying Kuang Lingyun's life, continuously overflowing from the wound and disappearing bit by bit. Her eyes were filled with water vapor, and two lines of clear tears flowed down. face.

She didn't want Kuang Lingyun to pay her debts for her. She could bear the sorrow of living in two places with Kuang Lingyun, but she couldn't accept the pain caused by Kuang Lingyun's dying.

Kuang Lingyun stared at her, with trickling eyes, hiding bottomless guilt and pain, accompanied by drooping eyelids, submerged in the dust that no one could see.

Her pale, blood-stained lips trembled slightly, but in the end, she said nothing.

Teng Xuanqing felt that the body of the person in his arms was getting colder, and this coldness gradually spread from the fingers and palms to her arms, and then invaded her heart and lungs, making her shiver like falling into an ice cellar.

Like filthy lead spreading up, Kuang Lingyun's passing life submerged her body bit by bit.

Since it is irreversible, then let her go.

Teng Xuanqing's half-closed eyelids revealed indescribable sadness. It turned out that what he was obsessed with in the past seemed so vain at this moment.

She picked up the sword that had fallen by Kuang Lingyun's hand, and the sword was still stained with Kuang Lingyun's blood.

For a while, the cold wind was bleak, and everything was silent.

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