The body was suddenly pierced, and the sharp sword passed through the chest. The severe pain caused in an instant made Jing Ruge's mind blank for a few seconds.

When the strong pain rushed towards Jing Ruge's mind, he realized that he was injured.

Jing Ruge's eyelids drooped slightly, looking at the sword inserted in his chest. The silver-white spiritual sword was so familiar. It was the spiritual sword he personally accompanied Zhang Zhanyi to various parts of Canglang Continent after they graduated from the inner courtyard, and personally asked Master Duan Fen to refine it.

Zhang Zhan means that it is called Changyi Sword.

At the beginning, Jing Ruge believed that Zhang Zhanyi named Lingjian "Changyi" to commemorate their pure feelings. Now it seems that the continuous love in her heart was not for him from beginning to end, but Yin Mingjue.

Jing Ruge never expected that one day his blood would dye the Long Intention Sword red.

But the bright red blood and the severe pain made Jing Ruge feel relieved.

Jing Ruge looked up in shock and saw clearly that the person holding the sword was really sleeping with him for more than a hundred years. His eyes were filled with absurdity and disbelief. "You... Changyi Sword, Changyi Sword, Zhang Zhanyi, you actually hurt me with Changyi Sword..."

She really had no love for him.

Zhang Zhanyi met Jing Ruge's blood-red desperate eyes, and his expression was a little hesitant.

When Mrs. Jing saw this scene, her eyes turned slightly black and she felt a little unstable.

"Zhang, how dare you hurt my son!"

The housekeeper Qingxi noticed Mrs. Jing's incompetence and hurriedly leaned over to support Mrs. Jing's arm.

Avoiding Jing Ruge's gaze, Zhang Zhanyi turned his head and looked at the angry old lady Jing. A wicked smile appeared on her lips, and without hesitation, she stabbed the Changyi sword deeper into Jing Ruge's body. She said: "I will definitely die today, but old lady, even if I die, I will take your son to ease me!"

There is nothing, it is more disheartening than stabbing Jing Ruge with the Long Intention Sword.

Zhang Zhanyi stared at Jing Ruge in a daze and asked in a low voice: "I have always been thinking over the years that I have thought that if it weren't for the brotherhood between you, maybe Yin Mingjue would have accepted me? Jing Ruge, you should die with me!"

Zhang Zhanyi said that he wanted to pull Jing Ruge to die together, but she pulled the Changyi sword out of Jing Ruge's body and tried to cut it into her throat.

Another panic flashed in Jing Ruge's eyes filled with pain.

At this time, a red spiritual power flashed quickly, wrapped around the spirit sword, successfully blocking Zhang Zhanyi's suicide.

Zhang Zhanyi looked up in shock and saw Yu Huang coming to her at some point.

Yu Huang held Zhang Zhanyi's spiritual sword tightly with her bare hands, and she sneered: "Mrs. Jing, I'll die after wiping my neck. This way of death is too easy."

Zhang Zhanyi's lips trembled and asked in a trembling voice: "What do you want?"

Yu Huang suddenly looked up at Zhang Xianli, and she said, "Boss Zhang, Zhang Zhanyi caused my mother to lose her body, and her soul suffered thirty years of pain and torture. If I insist on refining Zhang Zhanyi into a puppet, imprison her soul in the puppet body, and seal the puppet at the bottom of the Ice Flame City of Canglang Continent, let her bear the pain of being burned for 30 years. Do the Zhang family have any objections to this arrangement?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhanyi's pupils suddenly trembled.

Zhang Xianli's eyes changed when he saw Yu Huang's eyes. He probably didn't expect that the Miracle Emperor, a little disciple who looked as charming as the country, could come up with such a cruel way.

Zhang Xianli said carefully: "Friend Yu Huang, everyone is a monk of the righteous path. It is too inhumane to refine people into puppets. It is a loss of the morality of our righteous path monks. Zhang Zhanyi is vicious and his heart is punishable, and he deserves to die, but you are young and a disciple of a famous family. You should follow the righteous path, look..."

Before Zhang Xianli finished reciting the Tao Te Ching, he was interrupted by Yu Huang's words.

"Master Zhang, don't talk about human nature to me, nor do you tell me about the right path, the evil path, the evil path, the ghost path. In my heart, there is only the way to revenge if you have revenge!" She glanced at Zhang Xianli sideways, curled her lips sarcastically, and said sarcastically: "Can you only allow your Zhang family to bully my mother, and you won't allow me to revenge Zhang Zhanyi with the same cruel method? Then I want to ask, what is the way the Zhang family is doing?"

"I think it's overbearing!"

Zhang Xianli was speechless by Yu Huang's words. He noticed that the old lady of the Song family and other powerful men maintained a default attitude towards the actions proposed by Yu Huang. His eyes were full of condemnation and full of condemnation. He realized that the Zhang family really could not protect Zhang Zhanyi this time.

Even if it is impossible to even have a complete corpse.

Zhang Xianli stared at her niece Zhang Zhanyi, then looked at Jing Ruge and Mrs. Jing. Seeing that neither of them wanted to stop Yu Huang's actions, they understood their attitude.

The Jing family will never protect Zhang Zhanyi.

Then if the Zhang family insists on opposing Yu Huang's proposal, they may even be charged with a crime of aiding the evil and domineering.

Zhang Xianli closed her eyes hard, as if she had not seen Zhang Zhanyi's request for help, and said hoarsely: "Zhang family, no objection."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhanyi knelt on the ground with one knee on the spot.

She was ready to die, but this did not mean that she was willing to be refined into a puppet by Yu Huang, and her soul was bound in the puppet's body and was burned by the flames.

Zhang Zhanyi climbed to Zhang Xianli with his hands and feet. She grabbed Zhang Xianli's suit pants hard, kowtowed and cried, "Uncle, my parents died for the Zhang family. They are the heroes of the Zhang family. I am the descendant of the hero. You can't help me!"

It would be fine if she didn't mention the hero's parents, but when she mentioned it, Zhang Xianli became even more disappointed.

Zhang Xianli pulled his legs out of Zhang Zhanyi's arm with force. He quickly pushed them back a few steps, shook his head at Zhang Zhanyi and said, "Zhanyi, you have reached this stage, so don't discredit your heroes and parents anymore. If they are still alive and know what you do, I think they will make the same decision as me."

Zhang Zhan thought that Zhang Xianli was really planning to give up on herself. She sat there for a moment and was stunned for a moment, then knelt down and crawled in front of Jing Ruge.

At this time, Jing Ruge's chest was flowing out of his chest. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Zhang Zhanyi's sword happened to avoid Jing Ruge's heart and the heart of the beast, and passed through the two.

Therefore, Jing Ruge's wound looks bloody, but not fatal.

At present, the Qingxi housekeeper is healing Jing Ruge's injuries.

Jing Ruge was half fainted and half awake, and noticed someone holding his hand tightly, begging him for help with tears. "Ruge, Ruge, you save me, you said you will protect me for the rest of your life, Ruge!"

I was confused and realized that it was Zhang Zhanyi, and Jing Ruge's heart was as calm as water.
Chapter completed!