The appearance of Qingcheng and Emperor Yaohua brought everyone's fighting to an abrupt end. Helian Shaohua was also injured, but he wiped the corners of his lips indifferently.
When Oriole saw Qingcheng approaching, she bit her lip and retreated to an inconspicuous place, digging her nails into her flesh.
Step by step, Qingcheng walked towards Ren Qianqian walking on the blood marks. Emperor Yaohua looked at Qingcheng with his whole body trembling, his pupils dilated and the corners of his lips trembling slightly: "Don't touch her!"
Qingcheng looked back, and Hei Ye lifted his hair. Qingcheng's lips turned a little white, and she clenched her fist tightly and said, "I will not kill her!"
Emperor Yaohua held the sword in his hand tightly, his chest almost exploding.
"Don't touch her!"
"I just want to see her injuries!"
"I told you not to touch her! You don't deserve it!" He threw the sword in his hand fiercely, and Emperor Yaohua felt that he was going crazy.
Why are you so stupid? Why did he help A Qian get close to the snake? He doesn’t understand anything at all!
Ah Qian, was it my lack of strength that harmed you? If I had known this, I should have imprisoned you by my side. I should have... killed this snake. I should have killed him even if I risked my life!
The sword scraped against Qingcheng's body and fell hard on the stone floor, suddenly losing its top.
The surrounding area suddenly became quiet, no one made a sound, and no one dared to make a sound.
Qingcheng and Emperor Yaohua looked at each other, but they didn't flinch at all.
"Qing...cheng...?" A cool voice sounded at this time, Qingcheng's face changed, and she immediately walked to Ren Qianqian in three steps and hugged her.
"Uh-" With a muffled groan, big tears rolled down Ren Qianqian's forehead.
Qingcheng's cold and magnetic voice contained a rare softness: "Qianqian, where do you feel pain?"
Before Ren Qianqian could reply, Qingcheng had already touched the blood on his hand, and the bright red blood rolled on his palm, moist and hot.
Qingcheng's fingers trembled, and then she tore the clothes off her back.
Everywhere you look, the skin is damaged and there is no integrity at all.
Qingcheng's red eyes were instantly stained with a blood-like luster. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. His murderous aura surged, and he glared at his guards fiercely: "Who told you to make her look like this!"
Everyone was silent and did not dare to express their anger. At this moment, they felt that their king really cared about this woman, and at this moment the king was very angry, very angry.
During those nights, he touched her fair and glorious back countless times, and her skin was as exquisite and beautiful as porcelain. He himself was not willing to leave any scars, these idiots!
He wants to kill them all! Kill them all!
Ren Qianqian leaned in his arms and suddenly felt that it was all worth it.
Some people say that proud people are all hedgehogs. When two hedgehogs are together, they can embrace each other only if they hurt each other. Only when they hurt each other can they realize the depth of their love.
Such a protective hug may not be available at other times.
Pulling on his clothes, Ren Qianqian suddenly whispered coquettishly: "It hurts..."
Qingcheng's heart trembled, and she stretched out her hand and slowly touched her frowning forehead, murmuring softly: "It doesn't hurt, be good, it won't hurt soon."
Red light condensed in her palms, and Qingcheng carefully healed her injuries.
The corners of Ren Qianqian's mouth curved slightly, a happy curve that she didn't even notice.
It turns out that this smelly snake would heal itself every time, thinking it was a water spirit bead. Unexpectedly, the warmth came from him.
Qingcheng protected her figure in her arms, turning her back to everyone.
Helian Shaohua asked Emperor Yaohua worriedly: "Emperor, A Qian, she——"
Emperor Yaohua shook his head, and his eyes finally became clear: "It's okay, he won't kill A Qian now."
He wanted to step forward and pull Qingcheng away, but he still knew in his heart that Aqian wanted to stay in his arms at the moment.
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Ren Qianqian nestled on his chest, feeling at ease as she had never felt before. She knew that Qingcheng would not let her die.
Looking at her beautiful pale face, Qingcheng's stone heart cracked again. This stubborn woman is only so fragile and lovable at this time. When she closes her eyes, she is always so quiet that
People feel sad, but when they open their eyes, they are so strong that they can be hated.
Biting her lip, Qingcheng suddenly said: "I will kill anyone who hurts you."
Ren Qianqian chuckled: "Don't kill Luo Yi, Weiyu and Oriole, they didn't hurt me."
Luo Yi Weiyu really wants to stay, and Huang Oriole wants to be tortured severely.
Qingcheng rubbed her hair and asked softly as if asking about the weather: "How do you want them to die?"
Ren Qianqian thought for a moment and smiled like a child: "Let the oriole do it yourself, cut off their meat piece by piece, then chop it into pieces and wrap it into meat, and give it to the oriole to eat."
Qingcheng stroked her hair with one hand: "Okay, it's all up to you."
Ren Qianqian was extremely happy with his tenderness. Although it was short-lived, it was enough.
Opening his misty eyes, Ren Qianqian stared at his peerless face, looking greedily: "Qingcheng, I have left the city gate, and the time has come to fulfill my promise. If you are a man, you must keep your promise."
Qingcheng was shocked and looked around. Sure enough, she was about to leave the city. Looking down at that small face, he could not be cruel to her at this time.
"Why don't you want to stay with me?"
Ren Qianqian raised her head and placed a gentle kiss on his lips: "My extravagant hope for you is not just to stay by my side."
After finishing this sentence, Ren Qianqian spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly closed her eyes.
Qingcheng hugged her tightly, and he smelled the beautiful fragrance of her body, as sweet and fragrant as every lingering night.
Reaching out to touch her face, Qingcheng lowered his head and kissed her lips.
"It's okay, Qianqian, we will meet again soon. Soon."
Gradually, he began to understand Ren Qianqian's heart. She didn't hate him, she even liked him. Although he couldn't understand what she expected, he knew that a woman like her,
I will definitely analyze everything for her to see.
And he will take a good look at all this.
Because this woman belongs to him, he will never let her go.
Standing up, Qingcheng stood with her hands behind her hands and looked at Emperor Yaohua with a cold face: "I have fulfilled my promise, but this does not mean that I have compromised. She is mine and will always be."
Emperor Yaohua turned his purple robe over and walked over to pick up Ren Qianqian. His face was also very cold: "I will work hard to make her no longer belong to you. As long as her heart leans toward me, I will devote everything I have to protecting her."
Qingcheng looked sideways, her red eyes sharp: "You won't have this chance."