Leng Wuxin was startled, and even her pupils opened slightly, but in the blink of an eye she forcefully pulled out his palm to escape from his world!
"Qingcheng!" Murong Jue shouted, quickly getting up and chasing him. Such agility made Leng Wuxin suddenly realize that he had been fooled!
When she ran out of the room, Xingyun was also standing there, looking like he had been waiting for her for a while!
"Qingcheng..." Murong Jue ran out of the room and saw her standing in the open space outside the garden without running anymore. He was not as eager to chase her as before!
Leng Wuxin's lips curved into a thin smile, and she turned slightly sideways to face him with her half-masked face, preventing him from seeing her entire face clearly.
"You got the wrong person!" Leng Wuxin said, his low and cold voice was different from before, as if it was mixed with wind and frost, and had a sharp coldness!
Murong Jue's heart ached, and even the way he looked at her seemed humble. He walked closer to her step by step, but she stood there motionless, even though the distance in front of them was getting closer bit by bit.
Murong Jue felt that there was still a long way between them...
"Qingcheng...are you still blaming me?" Murong Jue asked in a low voice. He was sure that she was the woman he had thought about day and night for five years, and he was also sure that she was the only woman he had ever loved in his life!
Leng Wuxin was laughing wildly in her heart, and even the curvature of the corners of her mouth deepened!
If the word "weird" could explain the pain and torture she had suffered over the years, why did she have to wait until today to appear?
Leng Wuxin turned around and looked at him with her entire face. Although half of her cheek was hidden under the mask, her cold eyes were as dark as diamonds, and the other half of her face was stunning.
Standing like this under the moonlight, surrounded by brilliant light, Murong Jue suddenly felt like he was in a dream and couldn't tell whether the scene in front of him was real or not...
His heart forgot to beat, his blood stopped running, and he could only stand stiffly and look at her!
For five years, for five years, he never stopped thinking about her. Now she was standing in front of him, filling his heart that had been empty for five years in an instant!
"Qingcheng..." He called her in a low voice. Five years of silence could not recall the soft call at this moment, and five years of midnight dreams could not recall the current glance...
However, Leng Wuxin smiled, with a cold gleam in her eyes, and she said: "It is well known to the people in the imperial city that your princess died five years ago, so how can I be your princess?"
"It's you!" Murong Jue yelled, taking two steps forward to see her more clearly!
"If you want to know whether I am or not, it depends on whether you have this ability!" Leng Wuxin lost his patience and wasted no time with him. When his eyes darkened, the palm hanging in his sleeve instantly turned into a claw shape and stretched out towards him.
go!
"My lord, be careful!" Xingyun on the side shouted when he saw that the situation was not going well, but Murong Jue stood there stupidly motionless. In addition to the sad smile in his eyes, her beautiful face gradually became clearer and enlarged.
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"Your Highness!" Xingyun's eyes widened, her sword unsheathed and flew over to block Leng Wuxin's attack, but she did not give up, turning around and jumping up again!
Xingyun was shocked, but Murong refused to resist or fight back, and let her attack him as if he was waiting to die!
There is no emotion in Leng Wuxin's eyes, and every move she uses is intended to kill him!
Murong Jue already regarded her as Qingcheng. He wanted to see her closer and get closer to her!
But except for the fact that half of the face of the woman in front of him was the same as Ye Qingcheng's, she had no affection for him at all.
Xingyun had doubts about her identity and showed no mercy when fighting her.
Murong Jue looked at the fight in front of him with sorrow in his eyes, and even the hope in his heart was gradually shattered and destroyed...
In the past, Ye Qingcheng could only do double duels, but the Ye Qingcheng in front of her had such unique skills that even Xingyun found it difficult to fight with her!
Leng Wuxin knew that her time was almost up, and she would not be able to escape unscathed if she continued to waste it. Her red lips pursed tightly, and when the sharp look in her eyes flashed, her palms were as sharp as blades, and she hit Xingyun hard with a merciless palm.
In an instant, his body was shaken several meters away like a bag!
Murong Jue looked at the scene that just happened, his heart was as cold as ice!
"Your Majesty..." Xingyun was eager to protect him. Even if he was seriously wounded and vomiting blood, he still cared about his safety!
Leng Wuxin's figure was ethereal. After he landed firmly on the ground, his eyes fell on Murong Jue. The thorn in his eyes was quenched by poison!
She didn't say anything, and she didn't waste any more time before leaning towards him and flying toward him. Her plain white hand turned into a blade and struck directly at Murong Jue's heart...
"My lord, be careful!" Xingyun shouted, trying to get up and rush to his side, but the weakness of his body and the distance between them made him unable to do so!
Seeing that the tragedy was about to happen, Murong Jue, who had been standing as steady as a mountain, suddenly raised his hand and hit Leng Wuxin on the shoulder with a counterattack. Although it could not kill her directly, the four-level palm force still made her fall from the air.
Next, a mouthful of flowers spurted out from her thin lips!
Leng Wuxin fell to the ground, and the moment her body was hurt, she smiled sadly, like You Tan passed away without a chance to see it!
She stood up despite the pain in her body, standing only a few steps away from Murong Jue. She looked at him, her black hair was fluttering, and her clothes were rustling. The scene at this moment was still beautiful, but...
Pathetic...
Murong had absolutely no idea what was wrong with him, and he had already denied in his heart that she was Qingcheng, but when he looked at this haunted face, his body was trembling slightly, and when he looked at the blood stains flowing from the corners of her mouth, his heart was filled with tears.
Cut with a knife!
"..." He still wanted to call her, but he couldn't help but take a step forward. He knew clearly that she wasn't, but he still wanted to know who else thought she was!
"Murong Jue, next time we meet, I will definitely send you to the underworld to meet your princess!" Leng Wuxin said word by word, the black in his bright eyes like a hell vortex that can attract all things in, causing the soul to fall into a place of eternal destruction!
Murong Jue's pupils were still shrinking, and even the palm that hit her just now was numb and had no feeling!
He looked at her without blinking. In fact, he now had the opportunity to get rid of her to avoid future troubles, but he didn't know why he was reluctant to let her go!
After Leng Wuxin finished speaking, he flew up, and the shadow under the moon rose into the sky like a fairy, making people can only look up and look at it!
The moment she flew away, two things fell on the ground. One was half a phoenix feather glazed mask, and the other was a ** with Ye Qingcheng's appearance...
Murong Jue lowered his head and looked at the ground, his heart breaking into pieces!
It turns out that she is really not her, and he can no longer wait for her...