"Murong Jue..." Qingcheng shouted his name, trying to stop the stupid thing he was about to do.
"If I die, will you be sad?" Murong Jue looked at her with soft eyes and asked this question again, just like the day before yesterday, but Qingcheng still didn't answer him.
"No, no..." she cried, shaking her head repeatedly hoping that he would not do this. Her pale face was stained with tears, and there was panic, sadness... and reluctance in her eyes...
Murong Jue saw the look in her eyes clearly, smiled with satisfaction, and bent slightly to pick up the sharp blade on the ground.
"No! Don't be so stupid, they won't let us go!" Qingcheng saw that Murong Jue was really going to do this, her heart was hanging on a thread, and she couldn't help but move forward to stop her, but she was trapped in the hands of the man restraining her.
As soon as he retracted his elbow, a feeling of suffocation suddenly hit his throat.
"Be honest!" The man was furious. He would not let her plan that was about to succeed be ruined by her.
"Do it quickly!" He shouted at Murong Jue. This was a critical moment and he couldn't afford to make any mistakes!
Murong Jue's gaze shifted to him, and his suddenly cold eyes contained a cruel chill. As long as he still had breath, he would definitely kill this man!
"No, don't..." Qingcheng begged him, but Murong Jue had already made up her mind!
He looked at her deeply. This look contained his lifelong feelings. He hoped she could understand!
The sharp blade was aimed at his heart and pierced into it. The sound of tearing through clothes and piercing into flesh was not loud, but it was so clear to Qingcheng's ears...
"No!" she screamed, and a feeling of heartbreak suddenly swept through her body.
The vision in her eyes was too blurry, and she couldn't see his face clearly, but why was the blood that kept coming out of his chest so clear... so clear that it was hard for her to breathe!
Facing the heartache in Qingcheng's eyes, Murong Jue smiled. He smiled with satisfaction, but also with sadness...
His body was so weak that he could not support himself at this moment. Murong Jue staggered a step, put one hand on the ground and knelt down on one knee, while his other hand was still holding the hilt of the sword tempered with poison.
"Haha..." Seeing him laughing so wildly, the man immediately shouted with laughter: "Kill him!"
As soon as he gave the order, a black-clothed killer beside him walked towards Murong Jue, the sharp sword in his hand flashing with cold light!
"No, no..." Qingcheng struggled and shouted, such an extreme action made the man restraining her angry.
Just when the man raised his hand to kill Qingcheng with one palm, a cold light came through the wind, and with a sudden sound, even the handle of the dagger blade did not penetrate into his heart!
The leading man didn't even have a chance to cry out in pain. He stared in front of him with his eyes wide open in astonishment, and fell straight down.
The ghostly figure had arrived at Qingcheng's side in the blink of an eye. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms.
Murong Jue's face turned pale, but after being so seriously injured, he still held her tightly to prevent her from receiving any more harm from the outside world...
Bobo's bleeding wound also stained Qingcheng's clothes, and the warm liquid scalded her heart!
"How are you?" She was worried about him, but more afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on.
"Stop talking!" Murong Jue whispered. He really didn't have much energy to speak, so he could only say something to appease her uneasy mood at the moment.
Qingcheng looked at him worriedly, and put her hands around his waist to support his unstable body. However, just when Murong Jue wanted to tell her that she was fine, other killers in black had already swarmed towards them.
!
Now that the leading man is dead, they don't need anyone's order to take action. As long as they can knock off Murong Jue's head, whoever returns to the imperial city will be promoted to several ranks and be rewarded with thousands of taels!
Everyone's greed for money made Murong Jue fall into a hard fight. The remaining poison in his body had not been cleared, and now coupled with the severe injury to his heart, his fighting ability was obviously not as good as usual.
He held Qingcheng with one hand, and counterattacked everyone's attacks with the other. The excessive blood loss slowed him down quickly.
"Let me go!" Qingcheng choked, her long eyelashes stained with crystal tears. She really couldn't bear to see him like this.
Just now he could obviously walk away without caring about her life or death, but he would rather be threatened and would rather use his own life in exchange, so he still stayed and wanted to save her!
Qingcheng didn't know what he was thinking at the time. Is this domineering and cold-hearted man still the Murong Jue he was before? Is he still the man who hurt her so deeply so many times?
"Never!" Murong Jue said without looking at her, and held her waist harder. He was using his own life to protect her now, and he would never let her go until he died!
If his love in this life can only bring back this embarrassment, then he looks forward to meeting again in the next life!
If God has mercy on him, then please grant his last wish in this life and let him tell him at the moment of death that she no longer hates him...
He has always wanted to make up for the hurt he had suffered, but this time, he paid for it with his own blood and his own life. He only hoped that he could!
Qingcheng's tears never stopped. She saw the seriousness in his eyes and his affection for her!
This man is cold and ruthless when he is not in love, but he is so devoted when he is in love!
Qingcheng's eyes were staring at his face. She didn't care about the dangers around her. She just looked at him like this, taking him into her heart bit by bit!
"Pfft!" Murong Jue was suddenly slapped on the back, and bright red blood spat out from his thin lips, causing him to lean forward a step forward.
"Go away, please go away, don't worry about me anymore..." Qingcheng supported his increasingly weak body and begged. At this moment, it was clear that he could no longer hold on, but he still stubbornly refused to let go.
she.
"Unless... I die!" Murong Jueqiang swallowed the blood welling up in his chest, his lips and teeth turning bright red.
All the color had faded from the pale Junyan's face, but his eyes when he looked at her were particularly bright!
He wanted to look at her carefully and engraved her facial features in his heart. Even if he really had to leave, he wanted to find her earlier in his next life.
"Why are you so stupid? Why..." Qingcheng murmured, but she actually already had the answer in her heart.
Because he was emotional, because he fell in love, so he was destined to sink...
"You know...right..." Murong Jue is so smart. When she worriedly shouted her name to ask him to leave, when she hugged him with tears in her eyes and asked him why, she knew about him.