The sky is dark and the earth is dark, the strong are duel, and the battle on the battlefield has become a foil.
With a thunder sound, the stones broke through the sky and the city tower was already ruined.
The sword shadows scattered!
The fire rises!
The Bingyi Sword belongs to the Sword of the Cold, and the sword body is transparent and cold. When it encounters the profound fire, it gradually becomes a little unstoppable.
With a crack, Bingyi's sword broke and turned into pieces, melting like ice, and finally dissipating.
Ah! Luo Wanqing screamed, her meridians broke, her blood rushing, her illusion was gone, she fell from mid-air, falling like snowflakes.
The white gauze flies, the hair spreads, the corners of the lips are dyed with blood, the face is beautiful, and the once peerless charm falls with her falling.
Nangong Chen froze slightly, then flew away and caught the white touch.
When Luo Wanqing saw him, a trace of surprise flashed in her dead eyes, but she was powerless to struggle.
Perhaps she was too tired and no one had hugged her for a long time. Such a hug made her feel a little attached and reluctant.
Scenes of past events emerge like a tide, the proud daughter of the heavens of Jinli Kingdom, the daughter of the generals of the Dongyue Empire, the stern and loving teaching of his father, and the encounter and acquaintance with Chen.
The first encounter with Ye Chen in the forest of Lans Academy, until the Jinli Palace changes, Ye Chen's rescue...
Everything about her was gone at the moment when the Cold Moon Shadow appeared.
If Yan Dian had not intervened, Jin Li had to surrender to Dongyue and became a vassal state of Dongyue, perhaps Chen would not have hated her.
If my father had not died, the Luo family would not have fallen and would still be the number one prominent family in Dongyue.
At that time, she returned to Dongyue with nothing, was defeated, was beaten up with all her eyes and was excluded by her family.
She endured humiliation and lived without hesitation to feed the undead with the blood in her heart, bent down to Xiahou Jue, whom she did not love, and took every step in the royal power of Dongyue.
In six years, she made a comeback. She should have the undead in her hands. Ye Chen also lost her memory. Han Yue Qiongying will undoubtedly die, but why is God so unfair?
The undead disappeared, Ye Chen left her, Han Yueqiongying did not die, but Xueke, who had been with her for more than ten years, fell in a pool of blood.
The Palace of Light could not accommodate her, Xiahou took away her chastity, and the Dongyue royal family abandoned her...
Now, even Yilan is dead, Bing Yijian has disappeared, and she has nothing left.
Jing Ao was slightly injured and looked at Luo Wanqing calmly. He just did what he thought he should do, with a clear conscience.
Nangong Chen hugged Luo Wanqing and gently put it down.
Looking at Luo Wanqing's desperate and empty eyes, he seemed to understand her sorrow and lost all her despair.
"Chen, do you still hate me?" Luo Wanqing opened her lips and looked at him with all her strength. She suddenly felt that Chen was very beautiful and could never get tired of watching...
"No hatred." Nangong Chen's eyes showed sympathy and sadness. Hate was just a young and frivolous person who could not accept it.
"Chen, then do you still love me?" A tear fell from Luo Wanqing's eyes, crystal clear and sad.
She met Chen and met, but did not fall in love. If she had fallen in love with Chen at the beginning, would all this change?
"If you don't love, don't hate not love..." Nangong Chen said slowly. If you don't love not love, your heart will still hurt.
Luo Wanqing's eyes were dull and she didn't like to love her, she was just a stranger.
"Chen, I would rather you hate me than be cold to me..."
Luo Wanqing looked at him sadly. No matter how hard she looked, she couldn't see enough. She wanted to catch the last trace of warmth, but she couldn't catch it...
"Qinger..."
Luo Wanqing leaned against the warm embrace, and Chen was calling her Qing'er, as if she was back in her youth, worry-free.
Her body gradually cooled down, and Nangong Chen hugged her and left the battlefield.