He looked her up and down and felt relieved when he saw that she was fine. www
He was so focused on her safety that he didn't notice that there was anything fundamentally wrong with her.
She didn't say a word from beginning to end.
Such silence... shouldn't be the case.
According to her temperament, this shouldn't be the case.[
Meijue finally felt that something was wrong with her.
He looked up and saw Luo Qixi's face was expressionless, and there was no look in her eyes. They were hollow, as if she were a porcelain doll without a soul.
"Qixi Festival, you..."
The next second, Mei Jue was slapped hard on the chest.
When he was not guarding her at all, she hit him firmly on the chest with a palm that almost used all her strength.
Mei Jue looked at her in shock.
"Go to hell."
Suddenly there was a sword in Luo Qixi's hand. The dazzling sword blade glowed with a sharp and cold light, and there was an icy air around the sword blade. She took the sword and aimed it at Mei Jue's chest and stabbed it hard.
Mei Jue was still shocked by the palm she had just struck. When Luo Qixi's sword struck, he was not prepared at all. The distance between the two was so close that it was too late for him to dodge.
In desperation, he had no choice but to stretch out his hand and take the sword from her.
The sharp sword pierced his palm. Because he was afraid that his magic power would be too strong and hurt her, he only dared to use three points of force.
Instead, he tried his best.
He held the sword between his two hands, but a section of the sword was still buried in his flesh and blood.
Immediately, his palms and chest, which were pierced by the sword, were filled with blood...constantly pouring out from the wounds.
The place where she was stabbed seemed to be burned by fire. Meijue's expression couldn't help but change. She stared down at the sword in her hand and said in shock, "Devil Sword." As soon as he finished speaking, something appeared on his palm and chest.
There was a white light.
The sword that stabbed him seemed to be alive, sucking all his blood into the sword's body.
Luo Qixi's hands were also stained with Mei Jue's blood.
She seemed to have suddenly come back to her senses, her body trembled, and her eyes that were originally empty and lifeless were filled with soul again.
She first looked at her hands, which were stained red with blood, and then stared wide-eyed at Mei Jue, who was stabbed by the sword in her hand.[
"Charming... what... is going on? Did I hurt you?"
Luo Qixi looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief, and she didn't want to believe that she stabbed Mei Jue with a sword.
But the sword is in her hand.
He was held tightly in her hand.
Meijue's expression when he looked at her was also full of disbelief.
All this shows that she was the one who hurt him like this.
His face was horribly pale, with an expression of pain.
Holding the other end of the sword tightly with one hand, he pulled hard and pulled out the sword that had penetrated his chest.
More blood flowed out from his chest, falling drop by drop on the white ground, like blossoming red plums scattered in the snow.
The bright red color stung Luo Qixi's eyes.
She lowered her head and stared at her blood-stained palms. She took a step back, shook her head, and said in despair, "No way, this can't be me. I...how could I do such a thing?"
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Meijue put a hand on her chest, panting, and looked up at Luo Qixi, "Qixi, I don't blame you. You must have been hit. Your soul has been manipulated. I can't blame you."