Seeing that she was angry tomorrow and wanted to punish Anan, Xiyue hurriedly called out. Then she narrowed her eyes slightly, and in a flash, she had already rushed in front of Anan. With a... sound, the smell of blood faintly overflowed.
, a hairpin pierced Anan's left shoulder shallowly.
"Anan, if I told you that I never thought about marrying King Jing, and that I only wanted to talk to him to find out his next plan so that I could deal with him better, would you still be so angry?
"
Anan lowered his head and looked at Xiyue blankly. He didn't understand how Xiyue, who had no spiritual power or martial arts at all, could fly in front of him at such a fast speed and even hurt himself.
and,
What did she just say??
"Do you still remember that day, when I showed up at the door of Deyi Palace with wounds all over my body? Here..." Xiyue said, reaching out and pointing to her heart, her eyes filled with pain, and she said angrily with some excitement, "Here..."
...It was him who pierced it with a hairpin, did you know?"
"No one wants to be with someone who kills himself."
"Not to mention the reborn me."
…
Looking at the hairpin in her hand, Xiyue felt even more angry and uncomfortable, but she had forgotten that this hairpin was the one that King Jing stabbed him with, and it was also a token of love given to him by the owner of the body.
He stretched out his hand, spread his palm, and handed the hairpin to Anan.
"This is the hairpin that killed me. Destroy it. I don't want to see this thing anymore."
Anan lowered his head and glanced at his shoulder, which was bleeding a little. He raised his hand and a flame burned out. The hairpin in his hand immediately softened and rolled into a ball of gold. With a wave of his hand, the ball of gold flew out and disappeared.
.
"snort--"
Xiyue snorted heavily and turned around to leave. Anan stretched out her hand and, with a pale face, hurriedly chased after Xiyue and blocked Xiyue.
"sorry."
Jun's face was full of apologies, and he was in an extremely uncomfortable mood. How could Xiyue be willing to quarrel with him like this? Ah Nan's status in Xiyue's heart had always been unusual, because Ah Nan had treated her very much from the beginning.
He even gave himself the life-saving elixir. This kind of generosity and care is not something that can be encountered all the time.
Sighing, Xiyue stretched out her hand... and held Anan's hand.
Anan was startled, but saw Xiyue closing her eyes, and then scenes after scenes rushed into Anan's mind... As she watched... Anan's chest rose and fell, and finally she shook it off heavily.
Xiyue's hand roared angrily.
"King Jing did that to you, why didn't you kill him?"
Xiyue pursed her lips and smiled softly. She raised her head a little arrogantly, looked at the clean sky, and explained faintly.
"I can't kill him directly like this, otherwise I will commit the sin of killing and there will be retribution in my future practice."
but,
If King Jing commits many evil deeds and commits many unjust acts, he will definitely kill himself. By then... things will be different.
Anan nodded, knowing that what Xiyue said was reasonable. The fewer evil things you do now, the less bumps and tribulations you will encounter in your future practice. If you have that kind of opportunity to practice until you survive the tribulation, maybe you will be able to survive the tribulation in the future.
You will suffer less.
With a naive smile, Anan became happy again. He didn't care about Xiyue hurting himself, walked up to Mingri, bowed his head and said respectfully.
"Sir, I was wrong."
"This is my reflection in the ice prison, but if I'm not here, who will take care of you?"