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"Auntie!"

Unexpectedly, she was pushed and staggered, Zhong Liqing reacted immediately, she pushed her palms hard on the ground, turned around and jumped to stop her, but the scene she saw made her suddenly stop her steps, she didn't dare to act rashly, she just died Staring at the expressiony face, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Lin, Yun, Xi!"

If eyes could kill, the person holding Jiang Lingxian would have been killed hundreds of times by Zhong Liqing.

"Let my mother go, no matter what the conditions are, I can agree to you - just please don't hurt her." Zhong Liqing gasped, seeing her standing behind Jiang Lingxian with a sneer, her sword edge pressed against the slender The neck seemed to be cut open in the next moment.

She only felt that the blood all over her body was rushing to her head, her eyes were red, and there was a violence that could destroy everything in her heart...

Then in an instant, her sanity regained consciousness, she immediately suppressed the manic bloodthirsty thoughts, clenched her fists tightly, nailed her feet to the spot, looked at Lin Yunxi nervously and sincerely, and begged in a low voice.

She is not afraid of Lin Yunxi's cultivation level that is several times higher than hers, and she does not want to have illusory face and dignity. She is only afraid that the sword lying on Auntie's neck will smash her hard-won reunion if she is not careful. hope.

"Bastard! Let her go! Lin Yunxi, don't think that you are the young master of the Banyu Palace, so you can be presumptuous in my Jiang clan... And you, the girl of the concubine clan, stop me again, don't blame me for ignoring her!" The love between the two races! Get out of the way!" Jiang Lingrao, who was stopped by Jun Moci, was crazier than Zhong Liqing.

Seeing that Jiang Lingxian was restrained, her attacks immediately became more violent and more reckless, as if she was only thinking of breaking through Jun Moci's block and rushing to Jiang Lingrao, not caring about this kind of life-threatening attack. How heavy a burden would be on one's own body, and whether the impact of the collision of spiritual power would collapse the entire cell and attract the attention of others.

At this moment, Jiang Lingrao, how could he have the wise appearance of the head of a clan?

In comparison, Zhong Liqing is much calmer - if one ignores the clenched white fists behind her back that are still trembling, at least on the surface, she is calm and composed.

Glancing in Jun Moci's direction, and meeting those cold, emotionless black eyes, the pain in Zhong Liqing's heart intensified a bit, her chest and abdomen were burning like fire, piercing her heart and lungs, but her sea of ​​consciousness poured water on her brain. Like a basin of ice water, I wake up more and more awake.

Only now did she realize that Jun Moci stopped Jiang Lingrao not because she could save A Niang, but because Lin Yunxi could take advantage of it!

What plans does she have for A Niang and the Jiang Clan?

What is Sandian's attitude towards this?

What is the ulterior purpose behind this so-called entrusted mission?

Zhong Liqing found that she couldn't give a reasonable explanation for all these things and one thing after careful consideration.

It's not that she can't find out the truth, it's just that she never wants to get to the bottom of it... She believes in Jun Moci, Yan Yao, and Yaoyao.

I believe that her sweetheart treats her affectionately as if she is in love with him, but he is not good at words, too restrained, and ashamed to express.

But ah, until now, she has to admit that this His Majesty who is not false to others and only speaks softly to her, who will give her tender eyes, has been intimate with her... Your Majesty...has never paid attention to her, never cared about her, and has never fallen in love with her.

However, it is a furnace.

It's just a furnace.

Naive, obsessive, self-righteous... It's her, Zhong Liqing.

She smiled miserably, looked away, suppressed the overwhelming emotions in her heart, and stopped caring about the two people who were fighting so hard, she looked at Lin Yunxi, waiting for her to speak: "Tell me, what do you want me to do. "

The latter sneered, threw a short dagger in front of her, and said coolly: "It's easy—you and her can only live one, you choose."

"Is this true? As long as I die, you will let my mother go?" Zhong Liqing bent over and picked up the dagger on the ground, brushed the sharp blade with her fingertips, and looked at Lin Yun who was tense with a smile Xi——I didn't find a flaw that could lead to a sneak attack, but Jun Moci, who thought it was a help, suddenly turned against him, and Jiang Lingrao, who was the only one who could fight Lin Yunxi, was restrained again... Thinking about it, there is really no way out.

"You'd better keep your promise." Zhong Liqing whispered while playing with the short dagger, lowering her eyes and chuckling.

"Ah Nan, don't..." Seeing that she picked up the dagger without saying a word, Jiang Lingxian ignored the sharp sword around her neck and struggled against Lin Yunxi's restraint. She shook her head with all her strength and pleaded in a hissing voice— —Even if she was held hostage, she still couldn't hide her youthfulness, but her beautiful eyes were filled with tears of pain, which broke my heart.

Zhong Liqing smiled comfortingly at her, flipped the fingers holding the dagger, turned back to hold the handle, and stabbed fiercely towards the heart without looking at it.

"Ding--"

"Pfft-"

When the dagger was about to pierce the atrium, she heard a voiceless sound, and her wrist holding the dagger was tilted, and the trajectory was deviated, but it pierced under the left rib, stuck between the ribs, and there was a muffled sound of bone breaking into flesh, but Failure to do so cost her life.

Clutching her painful chest, she turned her face in shock and anger. It turned out that it was Jun Moci who pointed at her with a sword and pointed in her direction. Behind Jun Moci, Jiang Lingrao's attack finally arrived, and the red spiritual flames wrapped in a murderous intent converged into a long knife, piercing Jun Moci's heart mercilessly, and exposed the blade tip.

The sudden change was unexpected.

The bright red blood dripped from the chest one after another, dripped down the edge of the spiritual flame that had not yet dissipated, and was burned by the high temperature into a blood mist. There was a "chi chi" sound, and the atmosphere was disturbed in the terrible silence. More anxious and tense.

And the latter seemed to be unaware, just staring at the direction behind Zhong Liqing with a livid face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Lin Yunxi, don't touch her—don't forget, Jiang Lingxian is the only target!"

——That knife must be extremely painful.

Zhong Liqing forced herself to turn her eyes away and ignore her, but her heart couldn't help throbbing for her, even if the real blade was pierced in her ribs just now, it wouldn't be as good as this one.

She hated Jun Moci, and even more hated herself who was always disturbed by it and was powerless.

"Master!" Lin Yunxi looked at the flaming blade pierced through Jun Moci's chest, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and did not answer her question, but only glanced at Jiang Lingrao who had been injured by Jun Moci, and then Turning his eyes, he stared at Zhong Liqing, who was about to fall but stood stubbornly, and suddenly grabbed Jiang Lingxian and pushed her towards Zhong Liqing.

"Mother!" Zhong Liqing hurried forward a few steps, about to take her.

But he heard Jun Moci yell: "Stop—"

She had never heard Jun Moci's cold and indifferent voice so urgent that it broke down, nor had she seen such a frightened and painful expression on that impeccable face, she only had time to glance at it , and then put his arms around A Niang's body, carefully catching her.

Before a happy smile appeared on his face, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

Zhong Liqing lowered her head in amazement, only to see a silver light flashing across the chest where she and A Niang were very close - it was Lin Yunxi's sword that came from behind, pierced Jiang Lingxian's back, and pierced into Jiang Lingxian's chest. touched Zhong Liqing's chest.

A sword pierced the two people who were embracing each other.

As soon as Lin Yunxi succeeded in the blow, he immediately drew his sword and jumped a few steps away, avoiding an imposing black long sword and another red flame.

"Lin Yunxi, you deserve to die."

At this moment, the two who had fought to the death before attacked Lin Yunxi with the same hatred.

Zhong Liqing's feet were weak, but she still hugged the weak Jiang Lingxian with all her strength, and slowly sat down on the ground.

After the cold, it was warm again, and the blood flowed from the chest, and it was hard to tell whether it was Jiang Lingxian's blood or her own blood.

"Aunt...uh..." Zhong Liqing opened her mouth and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood. She could no longer utter a complete sentence, but only vomited blood profusely, as if she was about to vomit all the blood out of her body.

"Ah, nan..." Being hugged by her, Jiang Lingxian trembled with her fingertips, trying to wipe off the blood overflowing from Zhong Liqing's lips, but she wiped more and more... Finally, her whole body Both palms were covered with Zhong Liqing's blood, and the plain white was stained with sticky scarlet, with a heartbreaking desolation.

Zhong Liqing tried her best to raise a smile, trying to comfort the tearful Jiang Lingxian, but she couldn't open her mouth, and the light in her eyes became weaker and weaker until she became silent.

"Don't, don't...don't!" Watching Zhong Liqing lose her breath in her arms, Jiang Lingxian's expression froze, trembling all over, and suddenly turned her head to spurt out a mouthful of blood, the blood on her face faded, and she actually fainted past.

"Sister!" Seeing this, Jiang Lingrao, who was fighting with Lin Yunxi, immediately left the two who were still fighting fiercely, flew over, and caught Jiang Lingxian who was about to fall.

Hearing Jiang Lingxian's cry of pain, Jun Moci's hand stabbing with the sword missed, and he froze in place, seemingly indifferent, but the tip of the sword was only pointing in Lin Yunxi's direction, never daring to turn his head.

Even the majestic Lord of the Palace of Banyu sometimes gets scared!

She dismissed it before, but now she can't deny it.

She was scared, really scared... Zhong Liqing's breath disappeared.

——Is Zhong Liqing dead?

Grief, shock, ecstasy, bewilderment... No matter what everyone's reactions were, that person was out of breath, and his chest was so calm that he didn't even have the slightest rise and fall!

Jiang Lingrao just glanced regretfully at Zhong Liqing's silent body, then covered Jiang Lingxian's chest, protected her heart with spiritual power, and carefully pulled out the sword that pierced their chests.

And at this moment, a soft light floated out from Jiang Lingxian's sea of ​​consciousness, and slowly condensed into a human form in her astonished eyes.

That person's face was exactly the same as Jun Moci's!

"Can't I avoid it after all..." Even her voice was the same as Jun Moci's.

If it wasn't for Jun Moci still standing stiffly on one side, Jiang Lingrao would have thought that this ghost whose spiritual power was so weak that it was almost nothing was her own.

The ghost glanced at Lin Yunxi, who had been beaten to death by Jun Moci and lost consciousness, and then at Jun Moci, who seemed to be caught in a demon and couldn't move, sighed faintly, and finally looked at Zhong Liqing.

That gaze seemed to have traveled hundreds of millions of miles, stretched for tens of millions of years, searched and went around, and finally landed on her face; fearing to wake her up, he only dared to look at her superficially and quietly. Caressing affectionately.

The love is deep, but it is so far away that there is no end in sight.

"Qing..." Her murmur was like the whisper of a breeze, with blue waves and slight ripples. It was clearly a touching tone, which could be heard in one's ears, but one could only feel an indescribable sadness and hopelessness pervading from the bottom of her heart.

It seems to be close at hand, but after all, it is out of reach.

The author has something to say: I originally wanted A Niang to die.

After thinking about it, I still can’t bear it (I’m not afraid of being beaten to death by readers→_→

So I decided to let me die.

...It's my own mother.

If you don’t understand, please combine it with the next chapter. In fact, the title also explains the part.

Distressed for a second.

Well, there is nothing to say, I escaped to 2333 first