"Qin Feng." The cold, deep, angry voice seemed to come from hell.
Qin Feng's body trembled, and his whole body quickly became cold. The servant who imprisoned Qingcheng and the others also trembled, and opened his mouth in surprise, speechless in horror, looking at Mr. Qin as if he had seen a ghost.
Behind him, at the door of Ju Ke Xuan.
Butterfly cried out in surprise: "Master Ji." Then he burst into tears.
Qingcheng didn't wait for the expected slap on the face. He opened his eyes and saw the sullen face and red eyes. Jingren, who was more terrifying than Hell's Shaved Yama, walked in. Behind him was the limping man.
The waiter turned around and staggered, grinning at Qingcheng.
"Shocking Blade." Qingcheng called softly.
Jingren, full of murderous intent, passed over the standing Qin Feng, walked straight in front of Qingcheng, and threw away the servant who was holding Qingcheng so frightened that he had forgotten to let go. For a moment, the store began to wail continuously.
He raised his hand to touch the dirty and swollen face. "Hiss" Qingcheng turned away from the touch of Jingren due to pain.
"But he hurt you?" Jingren asked, turning around and looking at Qin Feng who was standing behind him like chaff, the murderous aura in his eyes became a little stronger.
Raising his hand, Jingren grabbed Qin Feng's neck and lifted him high.
"Master Ji, please don't..." Qin Feng said these words in horror. As Jingren gradually tightened his fingers, he could no longer speak. He raised his head, opened his mouth, and opened his mouth.
He took a deep breath, his face turned purple. His eyes were wide open, as if if Jingren exerted just a little more force, his white eyes and head would fall out of their original positions.
Jingren squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Feng who was being held up high and struggling. His eyes shone with a cold light. The fingers of Jingren were tightening again. At this time, Qin Feng's tongue was sticking out and he couldn't even make a wailing cry.
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Qingcheng had already begun to hear the crisp sound of broken bones, and couldn't help but be shocked: "Jingren, don't kill him."
Jingren didn't look back, and a cold voice floated over: "He deserves to die! Even I can't bear to touch a woman, but he got hurt."
Qin Feng was making his last desperate struggle, his eyes trying hard to glance at Qingcheng, showing a look of begging.
Qingcheng's heart softened. Although he had just said to Qin Feng that he wanted him to die, it was just a moment of anger. If someone really died because of him, he couldn't bear it anymore, even if he was heinous.
"Jingren, please don't kill him." Qingcheng said, took a step forward and put his hand on Jingren's back.
Jingren jerked his body and let out a low roar: "Whoever hurts you will die." He exerted force in his hand and heard a crisp "crack" sound. Qin Feng's whole head drooped, his eyes protruded from the sockets, and he stared in terror.
Looking at the people in the store, their mouths were still wide open, like a dark hole. Bright red blood slowly crawled out of the corners of the eyes, nostrils, and mouth, which was very scary.
Butterfly screamed "Ah" and quickly reached out to cover her mouth, cutting off the remaining sound.
As soon as Jingren let go, Qin Feng, who had been walking arrogantly just now, claiming to be a man, fell to the ground like a mangy dog, and could no longer find the breath of life.
Qingcheng's heart was full of emotions: It was the first time that he had seen the essence of the demon Jingren. But Qin Prime Minister's nephew, Jingren, killed him because of him.
Jingren turned around and faced Qingcheng. He had retreated from his murderous intent. His eyes fell on Qingcheng's red and swollen cheeks. Full of regret, he raised his hand and stretched it out, just when he was about to touch his face.
Suddenly stopped and dropped.
"Jingren, he is the nephew of Prime Minister Qin." Qingcheng said softly as if to remind him.
"I know." Jingren responded, looking at Qingcheng with great tenderness: "Qingcheng is still so kind."
For a moment, he seemed to be stabbed hard by something, and the tenderness in his eyes seemed to be blown away by the cold wind in an instant, quickly freezing. He left Qingcheng's eyes with a stiff and cold tone: "I hope you can protect yourself, and
You don’t need the protection of others so much. When you should hurt others, please be ruthless and don’t try to impress others with your so-called kindness. That’s just weakness!”
Looking at Jingren's body turning away and his tightly clenched fists, Qingcheng felt sad: Yes, he has always been weak and has always been protected by others.
"Let's go! I don't want to see a useless woman like you again!" Jingren said coldly and gave the eviction order, but still didn't look at Qingcheng.
"Shocking Blade," facing such a frightening blade, Qingcheng suddenly felt a little at a loss and took a step to the left, trying to see his eyes.
Jingren quickly turned around in a panic, his face out of Qingcheng's sight, and he shouted as if he was hurt: "Why are you still trembling, woman? Leave quickly."
Qingcheng turned his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the guard he had left behind in the Fireworks Tower standing outside the door in a somewhat embarrassed state, hesitating whether to come in or not.
Qingcheng knew it was time for her to go back, but such a frightening attack made her worried.
"Jingren." Qingcheng took a step forward and said softly: "I'm leaving, are you really not going to turn your back?"
Jingren clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands protruded. He was silent for a long time, and there was a trace of sadness in his soft voice: "Qingcheng, please leave quickly! Don't look back. I don't want to see you anymore! I
I'm afraid that if I look at you again, I won't be able to let you go! I really want to hide you in a place where no one knows.
, there are only you and me. But I haven’t found such a place yet, and there are more than just you and me in the world. But please, you must protect yourself when I am not around, even if you hurt others. As long as you
Okay, even if the person you hurt is me, Ji Jingren, I still have to be ruthless."
Qingcheng raised her head high, and the tears that were about to fill her eyes fell back. She didn't want this man who loved her so much but couldn't repay her to know.
"Thank you, I will definitely do it." Qingcheng said, looking up and walking out from Jingren's side without looking back.
The shadow suddenly retreated, and the outdoor sunlight shone on Qingcheng's body and into her eyes. Qingcheng saw the bright light, and in the blink of an eye, the stars fell like stardust.
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