Chapter Forty-Six: Soul Broken Qing's Sword Love Has Been Lost
His body's subconscious reaction was to dodge, but he froze after seeing the other party's beautiful face. The familiar scent of mandala flowers hit his nostrils, paralyzing his nerves. Until the sound of clothes ripping was heard in his ears, and a cold sword was pressed against his chest.
The piercing was burning, and the pain was like a thousand swords piercing the heart. However, the corners of his lips curved with joy, and he murmured softly, "You're here..."
Xue Xichen glared at Feng Qingge with red eyes, and the flames of jealousy burned her eyes. Tears shone in the corners of her eyes, like falling stars. Her voice trembled and she yelled hoarsely, "I have never betrayed you in this life, but you betrayed me.
Deep love! You owe me this sword! Feng Qingge, from tonight on, you and I will have such a black hair, and we will never be estranged from each other!"
The sword flashed and the blue hair fell.
The soft black hair slowly fell from Feng Qingge's eyes, like a slow-motion shot of silent playback, which deeply hurt Feng Qingge's eyes.
"Xichen, I..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw golden light flashing in front of his eyes, and a golden phoenix hairpin pierced Xue Xichen's left chest with an even force.
The long sword that entered Feng Qingge's body.
She slowly turned around and looked at Xue Meitong, who was exquisitely dressed in gorgeous clothes but with a disgustingly false face. The corners of her lips curved in a cold and self-deprecating arc, "Xue Meitong, you will not end well!"
If I still have a chance, the first woman I want to kill is you!
She took her hand away from Jin Feng Chai. She lowered her head and saw that her palm was stained with Xue Xichen's blood. In addition to the coldness in her eyes, there was only deep-seated hatred in Xue Mei Tong's eyes. She hated this abominable woman! Time and time again from her hand.
Take away Feng Qingge! She must kill Xue Xichen, and she will never leave any chance for her to stand up again!
She loves the man in front of her!
This man is hers!
Moreover, it can only be hers!
"Xichen, how are you?"
Seeing that Xue Xichen was injured, Feng Qingge nervously and excitedly wanted to hold Xue Xichen's shoulders and check her injuries, but she felt chest tightness and shortness of breath because of the sword wound on her chest. He spat out a large mouthful of blood and spattered Xue Xi.
Chen's face and body.
Xue Xichen suddenly waved Feng Qingge's arm away, trying hard to suppress the stinking blood that surged in her chest. Her vision turned black, as if she was about to faint. She tried hard to stay conscious, glared at Feng Qingge angrily, and scolded angrily, "
Feng Qingge, do you recognize this sword?"
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Feng Qingge's lips, her breath was short and weak, and she gasped and replied: "I know... Duanqing... This is the weapon she used to assassinate me when I first met Xue Meitong..."
Feng Qingge suddenly realized that since love-breaking was Xue Meitong's weapon, why was it in Xue Xichen's hands again?
Something flashed through his mind very quickly, and Feng Qingge tried desperately to catch it. However, because his heart was injured and he lost too much blood, no matter how hard he tried to catch it, he couldn't catch it...
A self-deprecating sneer appeared on the corner of her lips. Xue Xichen stared at Feng Qingge's rising and falling chest, staring at the continuous bright red blood. She asked coldly: "Why don't you hide?"
With his martial arts, as long as he wants to hide, he will be able to avoid it.
Feng Qingge smiled lightly and shook her head. Her rose-colored pupils were clear and exquisite, as deep as ink, changing the colors of endless affection. They contained thousands of words that could not be fully expressed. He told her softly and gently: "This sword is mine.
I owe you..."
The heart suddenly beat wildly and out of order, so fiercely that it almost jumped out of the chest. I don't know if it was because of the gradually weakened heart due to blood loss, or because of his sudden and affectionate confession.
Xuemei Tong stood there blankly, looking at Xue Xichen and Feng Qingge blankly.
Xue Xichen and Feng Qingge looked at each other, their gazes focused and persistent. Only the other's figure was reflected in each other's eyes. Sandwiched between Xue Xichen and Feng Qingge, Xue Meitong felt like she was superfluous.
Third parties. In the world of Xue Xichen and Feng Qingge, there is no room for the existence of third parties.
No! She doesn't accept this fact!
After racking her brains and using so many methods, her goal was to get this man!
She will never give up easily!
For Feng Qingge, she almost abandoned her master; for Feng Qingge, she was willing to share her man with other women; for Feng Qingge, she was willing to put down her dignity and sacrifice everything she had! However, Feng Qingge reciprocated
What is it for her?! Even if Feng Qingge sleeps in her arms, his heart is not in her at all! Even if she is gentle to him and tries to please him, Feng Qingge will always only see that willful and arrogant person.
woman!
She gave up almost everything for Feng Qingge, but Feng Qingge never thought of her in her heart!
Why...why...why on earth is this-Xue Meitong is not convinced! She is not convinced! She is very unconvinced!
How on earth is she inferior to Xue Xichen!
In terms of appearance, talent, and wit, she is not as good as Xue Xichen in any way! Not to mention, Xue Xichen betrayed Feng Qingge after colluding with Netherworld Gu!
But why...
Why!
Why does he only have Xue Xichen in his eyes!
Why is Xue Xichen the only person he wants!
Even if he dies now, does he want to die with Xue Xichen?
Xuetong suddenly felt that she was very funny!
She gave up everything! Abandoned everything! Turned her back on everything! In the end, she got nothing!
On the contrary, it was Xue Xichen...
How could Xue Xichen get the deep love that Feng Qingge devoted her whole life to despite her death...
Due to blood loss, his vision gradually became blurry. Feng Qingge held on to prevent herself from falling. After finally seeing Xue Xichen again, he could not let her go again! Xue Xichen is his! In this life, Xue Xichen will never let her go again.
It's his!
"Xichen..."
He stretched out his arm to grab Xue Xichen's wrist, but was intercepted by Xue Meitong in mid-air.
"Your Majesty, you are injured! You need immediate treatment! Otherwise, your life will be in danger!"
Xuemei Tong's face showed anxiety and sincerity, just like a wife who was distracted by the fear of losing her husband, and her whole body was trembling.
She held Feng Qingge's arm tightly and suppressed it with all her strength, just to prevent Feng Qingge from grabbing Xue Xichen. She touched several large acupoints on Feng Qingge's body to stop the blood flow, and hugged him because of excessive blood loss.
Her body was weak. She said excitedly: "Your Majesty, you will be fine! You will definitely be fine! Look at me! Open your eyes and look at me! Your Majesty, don't worry! I will be rescued immediately.
You! I, my concubine, will immediately ask the imperial physician to heal your injuries!"
"You...go away..."
Feng Qingge tried hard to push away Xue Xichen's hand that was healing him, but his hands and feet were weak and he was unable to break away from Xue Meitong's arms. He wanted to reach over Xue Meitong's body and hold Xue Xichen's hand, but because of