Qi Xingchen looked at the entangled scene, his eyes flashed slightly, and his brows furrowed with a hint of melancholy.
"Prince Chen!" Xue Qing came over and did not join Hua Ying in the battle. Instead, she went to Qi Xingchen. Now the only person who can save Hua Ying is Qi Xingchen.
Xue Qing glanced anxiously at the center, where Hua Ying was struggling hard under the attack of the twelve guards.
Although Hua Ying is a god-level illusionist, her combat effectiveness is still inferior to the combined efforts of her bodyguards and guards. Qing Xiao and others did not make a killing move because they were concerned that the prince did not issue an order.
"Your Majesty, I have tried my best to stop Hua Ying, but she has made up her mind. Xue Qing has no choice but to beg Your Majesty to go around the bright moon and save Hua Ying!" Xue Qing bent her legs and knelt down.
Xue Qing was cold and arrogant by nature, and never bothered to kneel down to beg for mercy. Today, for Hua Ying, she had to...
"You get up first." Qi Xingchen stretched out his hand to help Xue Qing up.
"No, if the prince doesn't agree, I can't afford it. I beg the prince to forgive Jiao Yue's death!" Xue Qing's eyes were filled with tears.
"Jiaoyue has done too much evil. This is God's will." Qi Xingchen said helplessly, "Xueqing, Jiaoyue is related to the death of your master Zhuge Wuyin. You should not plead for him."
"Xue Qing is not begging for mercy for Jiao Yue. Jiao Yue harmed my master. Xue Qing wants to kill Jiao Yue. But if Jiao Yue dies, Hua Ying will feel guilty for the rest of his life."
Qi Xingchen admired Xue Qing for putting aside her deep grudges for the sake of sisterhood. He closed his eyes slightly and hesitated for a while, thinking about it, then opened his eyes and nodded to Xue Qing: "Get up and talk."
"Did the prince agree?" Xue Qing was secretly happy. As soon as she stood up, Qi Xingchen tapped her acupoints, "You!"
Qi Xingchen commanded the twelve guards in a deep voice: "Take down the Xiling Jacaranda!"
Qing Xiao and others were ordered to follow the formation and attack Hua Ying. Hua Ying was defeated by a small number, and the sword in his hand was weak. Several people held Hua Ying. Qing Xiao saw the opportunity and struck a palm from behind...
Huaying was jolted and vomited blood in her mouth. She was stabbed in the left arm with a sword and the bleeding continued. She was surrounded and weak.
"Huaying!" Xue Qing shouted worriedly, but was helplessly touched by Qi Xingchen, unable to move.
When Jiaoyue heard this shout, the word "Yinghua" seemed to bring emotion to his originally numb face. Jiaoyue gently raised his head and looked at the tangled group in the center. The figure in red looked vaguely familiar.
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When he was imprisoned in Pudu Temple, Jiaoyue tried to escape, so he practiced the ultimate forbidden technique. The forbidden technique hurt his body to the point where he became possessed and lost consciousness. His memory was good and bad, and now he cannot remember many things in the past.
Gaoyue's eyes fell on the red dress. Huaying had suffered several injuries, but they were only minor injuries and not fatal.
"Hua Ying." Gaoyue's lips moved slightly, deep in thought, as if she was savoring the name.
"May I have your name?"
"Xiling Jacaranda."
The scene when he saw Huaying for the first time was printed in Gaoyue's mind. At this moment, he seemed to have regained his sanity, and recalled that he was in crisis that day and was surrounded by the twelve formations of stars. Huaying stood in front of him regardless of her own safety.
forward.
"stop!--"
An extremely vicissitudes of voice echoed loudly on the field. Everyone was shocked and cast their eyes to see that this voice actually came from the bright moon.
Qi Xingchen's eyes tightened, and he took steps towards the center of the field.
Hua Ying and the twelve guards of the stars stopped temporarily. Hua Ying was panting, and her clothes were dyed blood red, shining conspicuously in the sun.