Thinking of something, she shook her hand, deviated from the vital position, and stabbed it on the shoulder.
"ah!"
Jian Chenghuan screamed in pain. He could no longer hold the sword in his hand and dropped it to the ground.
"No, don't kill me... Qiu Lu, I want to see Qiu Lu."
Swish.
Murong Yue came closer and put her long sword on Jian Chenghuan's neck.
"Don't kill me, I want to see her..."
Jian Chenghuan shivered.
"Come with me!"
Murong Yue said coldly.
"good……"
Jian Chenghuan responded and staggered towards Ning Kejun and the woman.
The woman looked at Jian Chenghuan who was getting closer and closer, and her body started to tremble slightly.
This scene had appeared in her dreams countless times, but unexpectedly... it had now become a reality.
She even had a very unreal feeling, like she was in a dream.
"I...I'm not dreaming, am I?"
The woman said to herself.
"No, Master, you are not dreaming, it is real."
Ning Kejun shook his head and held the woman's hand.
"I'm here, you're free."
"well……"
The woman felt the warmth on her hands and looked at the disciple in front of her, tears rolling down her face.
"Qiu Lu, I was wrong, I was wrong..."
Jian Chenghuan came closer and knelt down without waiting for the woman to say anything.
He knew that no one in front of him could save him.
No matter whether the sword is invincible or the sword is powerful, it is difficult to protect oneself.
Only by asking for forgiveness from Chen Qiulu can he have a chance of survival.
"Jian Chenghuan..."
The woman, Chen Qiulu, stared at Jian Chenghuan and called out his name, but could no longer say the next words.
"Master, what do you want to do with him?"
Ning Kejun looked at Jian Chenghuan, was it he who resolutely left the mother world and came to Tianwaitian after asking his master to hand over the position of head to him?
"Qiu Lu, I was wrong... I have wanted to save you all these years, but you know that with my strength and status in Wanjian Villa, no one takes my words seriously."
Jian Chenghuan knelt on the ground and said loudly.
"I begged my father and the owner of the village to let you go many times, but they all refused... I am powerless, Qiu Lu, I have been unable to sleep for many days and nights..."
"Is it?"
Chen Qiulu clutched the Fengming Sword tightly to support his body and prevent himself from falling.
"Master, don't listen to his sweet words. If he cares about you, no matter how weak he is or how low his status, he should save you..."
Ning Kejun is afraid that Master is really a "love brain" and men will become confused after a few words of coaxing.
"No, Qiu Lu, I thought about saving you. In order to save you, I was put under house arrest by my father for three years..."
Jian Chenghuan was talking nonsense. Anyway, at this time, whatever he said was what he said.
"I was desperate at the time. They said if I tried to save you again, they would break my legs..."
"Breaking your legs? Aren't your legs fine? But my master, your Dantian was destroyed by your Wanjian Villa..."
After listening to Jian Chenghuan's words, Ning Kejun became angry.
In her opinion, this guy deserves to die!
"Qiu Lu, I really love you. You have forgotten our good times, but I have not. I miss you all the time..."
Jian Chenghuan glanced at Ning Kejun and did not answer her words. At this time, as long as Chen Qiulu was dealt with, he would be able to survive.
His life and death depended on Chen Qiulu's thoughts.
"I was so happy when you came to me...I said I wanted to grow old with you, I said I wanted to be with you..."
"enough!"
Chen Qiulu, who had been silent with tears on his face, shouted sharply and interrupted Jian Chenghuan's words.
"Qiu Lu, everything I said is true. None of this has anything to do with me..."
Jian Chenghuan paused and said hurriedly.
"Do you think I'm easy to deceive?"
Chen Qiulu looked at Jian Chenghuan, his eyes full of hatred.
