There was cold hatred in her eyes, a desperate determination on her face, her teeth were clenched together, her arms were raised, she held the dagger tightly, using all her strength...
No one expected this scene to happen. There was not even a exclamation. They just watched Yun Chifei rush forward with a dagger...
"Fei'er..."
Yun Chilin's scream sounded, but it was already too late...
Mao'er looked at Yun Chifei's rushing figure and the dagger that shone with cold light. She didn't even move. She only saw a flash of red shadow, followed by a tearing scream. Yun Chifei Already kneeling in front of the cat...
The bright red blood splashed on the cat's clothes, and was quickly absorbed by the black color, disappearing without a trace.
An arm and a leg were lying alone not far away. Yun Chifei's whole body began to tremble, her face turned pale, her eyes were wide open, and she stared at the sky...
"Why... why..."
Her lips wriggled, and there seemed to be mist flashing in her eyes...
Just because the cat didn't move the moment she rushed up to her. What moved was Ye Qingqing beside her, who was dancing wildly in red clothes. He held a red blood arrow in his hand, his face was cold, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent...
Pointing straight at Yun Chifei.
"Whoever hurts her will die!"
One arm and one leg were cut off by a quick arrow, so as not to kill Yun Chifei. Her eyes seemed dull and sad. Ye Wuqing was the man she wanted with all her heart, but she I have never been close to him once, and the death of my heart makes me feel more desperate than the death of a human being.
"Fei...Fei'er...!"
All this happened so fast that Yun Chilin didn't even react. Under this situation, Yun Chifei still wanted to kill Mao'er, just because the jealousy and hatred had penetrated deep into the bone marrow, but this was undoubtedly seeking death. This way, Yun Chifei will definitely die...
Yun Chilin's voice was stuck in his throat, and his eyes were dry...
The country of Canglan is in danger.
The cat slowly raised its head, looking at the severed limbs, at Yun Chifei's lifeless face, at the deep bloodlust on Ye Wuqing's face, and then raised his eyes to fall on Yun Chilin's face... …
Yun Chilin looked at Mao'er and looked at the half-crippled Yun Chifei. His evil eyes were filled with deep sorrow, and he couldn't live for his own sin...
"Qingcheng, Fei'er is already half a disabled person. Please spare her. I'm willing to trade an arm for half of her life...I guarantee that she will never do this in the future."
In the silence, Yun Chilin's voice sounded softly.
"king……!"
"Your Majesty...! You can't..."
There were chaotic voices of advice, but no minister dared to speak louder.
Mao'er raised her head, with a vague smile on her lips. She was very beautiful when she smiled, even with a sense of enchantment, and she was even more glamorous at this moment.
"Yun Chilin, do you think I will agree?"
Cat said softly, his voice seemed to be nothing.
Yun Chilin gritted his teeth tightly. He stared at Mao'er, his eyes turning red. His hand holding the knife seemed to be trying his best to control it, but he still couldn't help but tremble...
He has no position, no reason... He has nothing, what can he do to beg the cat for forgiveness...
He knew that he might not be able to escape today's disaster...
"Woooo...!"
"Woo...!" Yun Chifei was lying in a pool of blood, staring at the sky, having difficulty even turning her head. Blood bubbles kept spitting out from her mouth, but big drops of tears fell from her eyes...
She heard Yun Chilin's words and heard that his royal brother was willing to give up an arm and a leg in order to save her crippled life...
Her tears burst into tears at this moment, and her regret was extinguished at this moment. At this moment, she really realized that she was wrong, really wrong...
Just because of this last assassination, filled with resentment and jealousy in her heart, she destroyed the opportunity that her brother had finally fought for... and also destroyed herself. When she stabbed that knife, it was because of the jealousy in her heart.
If you don’t have the attitude of still being alive, you just have the attitude of wanting to die...
But now she suddenly doesn't want to die anymore...
She thought of the lonely boy when she was young, the prince who was born of a maid, the indifferent prince who always stood alone in the corner, the prince who was only close to her since childhood. He was Yun Chilin, his prince.
Brother...
He is not good to others and has only been good to himself since he was a child. Now that he is about to die, he is left alone again...
Yun Chifei's tears blurred her vision, mixed with blood, and her sobbing voice finally broke Yun Chilin's resistance. He stared at Yun Chifei, whose eyes were turning hard to look in this direction, and his eyes were red...
He walked up to Yun Chifei step by step with the knife in hand, with rare tenderness in his eyes, "Fei'er, brother, won't you work so hard?"
This is another Yun Chilin, with a very soft voice and very gentle eyes...
I saw Yun Chifei nodding with difficulty, and tears fell...but her eyes were full of reluctance, really...really at the last moment, she was reluctant to let go, because she left, her
My brother is alone again...
Mao'er squinted at all this, and she realized that Yun Chifei had been calling Yun Chilin her brother. Such a title in the palace seemed very affectionate!
Yun Chilin gritted his teeth and slowly raised the knife in his hand. He looked at Yun Chifei's mutilated body and his golden boots stained with bright red blood...
"ah……!"
With a loud roar, he raised the knife in his hand. Yun Chilin's eyes were red and filled with mist, and he slashed at Yun Chifei's chest.
at this time……
Mao'er waved his hand, and Yun Chilin felt a huge force hit his wrist, which was numb, and the knife in his hand was knocked far away...
Behind him is the expressionless face of the cat...
What does this mean?
…
"Yun Chilin, send your peace agreement to the three countries within three days, and do not invade other countries for five hundred years. Of course, if the other three countries are provocative, you can fight back. Your great cause of dominating the world will only wait for five hundred years.