The veins in Ye Qing's right hand popped out, and the tea cup on the table trembled. Looking at Mo Ran in front of her, she stood up angrily.
"Are you fighting?" Mo Ran stood up in response, and the sword he had prepared in his hand was instantly unsheathed. Although his martial arts is not very good, he should still be able to deal with this person. Thinking about it, the sword was already stabbing him.
The table was overturned, the boiling tea in the stove fell to the ground, and the ground was in a mess. Mo Ran had already hated this man so much that he was merciless with every blow. He seemed to have used it to the extreme. Ye Qing was also prepared with a sword.
, at night, the cold weapons made crisp sounds, and the swords made contact with each other, emitting strong sparks, which fluoresced under the moonlight, and the chill was overwhelming. No one tried to stop it, and the huge lotus pond became a battlefield for the two of them, without a moment's rest.
.It seemed that at that moment, both of them had only one goal. That was to make the other person lie down. How could Ye Qing not hate this man? He hated everyone around Ye Ming for taking everything from him.
Seeing that Ye Qing was gradually losing ground, Mo Ran slashed his sword and the black mask was cut in the middle, blood flowed out instantly, and a ferocious scar hung on his face.
Mo Ran laughed in response, "Hahahahaha..." He couldn't help but laugh to the sky, as if he had never been so happy, "Ye Qing, you have today too. Damn it, I saw you acting like this, I couldn't help it.
Your position as the island master is quite satisfying. Hahahaha, you are so weird today!"
"Haha, grandpa is so happy to see your fox skin peeled off by me myself." Looking at Ye Qing's perfect jade face, which has seduced the hearts of many women on the island, it is now ugly, ferocious and terrifying. At the moment, it looks like
He was laughing like crazy. Ye Ming said that he would not be allowed to harm his brother. Although he agreed to him at the time, even if Ye Ming hated him for the rest of his life, he could not let this man continue to be rampant. He could
He would be willing to kill this man even if it cost him his own life.
"I kill you."
Ye Qing's eyes were instantly full of rage, and his angry face was like a dark cloud that had accumulated for a long time. From his hysterical roar, it was clear that he cared about that face very much, even though he never showed his true face to others.
"You are the only one who wants to kill me like this?" Mo Ranchi said with sarcasm, anger and pride intertwined, "I will not only skin your fox skin, but also kill you and drag you out to feed the dogs.
.Our Jiaming is the master of the island, and only he is worthy!"
If Ye Ming hadn't stopped him, Mo Ran would have cut this man into pieces long ago. He wouldn't have waited until now to do it.
At that moment, there was another burst of cold light and a deep cold sound. Perhaps only if one of them dies, the other will give up.
Inside the dark pavilion, there was silence. No sound from outside could be heard at all. After some time, Xia Zibing clearly felt that the blood entering her body no longer resisted the internal force in her body, and seemed to have completely merged with her own blood. She
Then he let out a breath.
"That's it!"
Her faint voice sounded in the dark pavilion again. Xia Zibing took out her hand and covered Ye Ming's hand. Then she activated the formula of the Snow Lotus Sutra. Ye Ming only felt that her hands were hot, and a burst of fragrance of snow lotus came in.
The tip of his nose. When Xia Zibing took his hand away again, the marks on his hand had healed. Although it was not intact, it was no longer bleeding. This action was too familiar to him. When he was a child, he was very naughty and always bumped into each other.
Although his mother was very angry, she always used this technique to restore his injured areas to their original state. Although she had not yet reached that level, she could tell that she and her mother used the same martial arts.
Xia Zibing sighed helplessly, "Oh, I'm not good at studying." Looking up, Ye Ming could clearly see a trace of tiredness on Xia Zibing's beautiful face. Ye Ming closed his eyes slightly, "Thank you!"
He clearly felt that his life was like a re-creation, glowing with a luster that had never existed before. And all of this was thanks to her.
"It's okay! I owe you this." She smiled faintly, a little feebly.
Ye Ming sighed softly and slowly took off his mask with his hands. He didn't know why he did this action, but there was a strong desire in his heart. He wanted to show his most beautiful side in front of her. This has never been done before.
He doesn't despise a woman, he is willing to give everything for her.
A face as elegant as jade and snow, relegated to immortality, appeared in front of her. At this moment, he was dressed in white, spotless. Although his face still had the innocence of a baby, it had an aura of maturity. Exquisite facial features,
It is simply a miraculous existence. It is indeed the first time for Xia Zibing to see such a pure and pure man.
"You shouldn't live in such a polluted world!" Xia Zibing smiled softly, seemingly satisfied with his masterpiece.
Ye Ming also smiled in response. At this moment, he was really grateful to this woman. Seeing that she was safe and sound, he felt that the whole world was bright.
"Zi Bing, if you belong to me, I will take you away from the world and go to a place completely uninhabited. I will play the zither and the piano with you every day, so that your lower body will no longer have to interact with anything in the world."
When telling her this dream, Xia Zibing seemed to feel that this man was a completely virtual existence, like a Tianshan snow lotus blooming in the snowy mountains, perfect. He was the most holy existence in the world. He smiled, as if everything would be lost
color.
"Stop laughing, you'd better put on the mask. Otherwise..." Could she say that he wanted to hold this man in his arms and pamper him? Damn, this is obviously unrealistic. It's like a god.
It exists and cannot tolerate any pollution.
Ye Ming's lips froze for a while, and he looked at Xia Zibing with interest, "What else?"
Xia Zibing rolled her eyes helplessly, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "Not so good!" This guy was joking, when did he start?
Ye Ming smiled again, as if he was deliberately irritating Xia Zibing. Then he put on the mask again.
"I'll help you go back and have a rest." He stood up and after finishing speaking, he turned around and prepared to open the door to the secret pavilion.
"No, I can!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the dark pavilion opened instantly. The sound of external interference was heard instantly. Hearing the sound of swords and swords, Ye Ming seemed to turn around and walk out. The room was in a mess, and the tea stove fell to the ground. It had lost its original appearance.
The temperature of Ye Ming's face changed instantly. The moment he ran out of the room, what he saw was a life-and-death struggle between two people.
"Fuck, you dare to cut off grandpa's clothes." Mo Ran raised his sword angrily and continued to kill.
"Brother..." he yelled, and was really shocked to see Ye Qing in such a mess.
As for Ye Qing, when he saw Ye Ming standing completely in front of him, his heart suddenly felt empty. He didn't know whether to be happy or angry. But one thing he was very clear about was that everything was a foregone conclusion.
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"Senior brother, no."
And when the stopping voice shouted, Mo Ran seemed to be unable to hold back his sword. Perhaps, he didn't want to hold it back either.
Ye Ming wanted to stop it in person, but then he realized that he had to use all his strength. Has he lost his martial arts? Realizing this problem, almost every pore of Ye Ming was enlarged. He watched helplessly as the sword pierced into Ye Qing's body in an instant.
At that moment, he felt like he collapsed instantly. His legs softened, and if Xia Zibing hadn't caught him, he would have fallen to the ground in the next moment.
Ye Qing chuckled, as if she was blooming her last life. Under the night, there was a dead silence. You could clearly hear the sound of Ye Qing falling.
"Humph, you have today too." Mo Ran sat on the ground, panting heavily. Watching Ye Qi fall down, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Even though he was tired, he felt very happy inside.
"Brother..." Ye Ming struggled to walk over, his feet gave way, and he fell to the ground. But he still crawled forward. Xia Zibing seemed to have never been as out of control as Ye Ming, but it was a reflection of his true temperament.
Mo Ran didn't seem to expect that when everything was made public, Ye Ming would still defend that trash like this.
Under the moonlight, the blood poured out at night is extremely vivid.
"Brother, you will be fine..." Ye Ming wiped the water from the corner of his mouth with trembling hands, but the blood continued to flow out.
Ye Qing looked at Ye Ming's anxious look and suddenly smiled. Countless blood poured out instantly.
"Brother, you will be fine." Ye Ming burst into tears. His hands were trembling and he didn't know what to do. "Zi Bing! Zi Bing..."
He looked at Xia Zibing as if he had suddenly grasped a life-saving straw, "Hurry, save my brother." He indeed had great trust in Zi Bing's medical skills.
Xia Zibing's eyes darkened and she gradually walked over. Although she didn't want to save him, she couldn't see Ye Ming being so sad. However, when she walked to Ye Qing's side, the place where the sword was inserted was very close to her heart. She
Suddenly my heart tightened, and I looked at the sky helplessly, "I can't save him!" Is this God's will? Then he can't be blamed here.
Ye Ming felt something in his heart, "Why?" He still didn't give up.
"The place where the sword pierces is the heart, the most vulnerable place in a person."
She suddenly admired Mo Ran for being so accurate. But, why didn't he stab it directly into the heart? Looking at him now, looking like he was dying or dying, made Ye Ming feel distressed. It also made her feel distressed.
Ye Ming looked back and looked at Ye Qing disheartenedly. The next moment, he didn't know what to say. He didn't have many relatives around him, and he couldn't tolerate one person leaving. Even though this brother had done many things that he couldn't tolerate.
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"Ming, you win." He still endured the severe pain and smiled like a flower.
A drop of clear tears fell on Ye Qing's face, accompanied by burning pain in the blood. Ye Ming did not speak, but did not know what to say. But that drop of clear tears made Ye Qing startled.
"You know all those things, right? You don't hate me?" He didn't expect that at this moment, he could still shed tears for him. He could still maintain an innocent heart. Ye Qing suddenly felt a little heartache in his heart. Thinking back to it, he could still cry for him.
I suddenly felt guilty for what I had done before.
"Hate..." Ye Ming replied, looking at Ye Qing, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably, "But there is only one brother, no matter how much I hate, there is only one."
Ye Qing's fingertips trembled, and a drop of clear tears flowed down the corner of her eyes, "I'm sorry for you, brother is sorry for you." Everything is caused by jealousy. Everything is.
"Brother..." Ye Ming burst into tears and hugged him tightly. He didn't understand why he turned around at this moment, when life and death were about to be separated. Why would God play tricks on people like this?
"Ming'er, it feels so warm to be held by you like this." Ye Qing's voice was a little weak and her words were broken. The blood in her mouth spat out, making Ye Ming's spotless clothes red.
Ye Ming took a deep breath and tightened it even more, "Okay, Ming'er will keep holding her brother like this."
Ye Qing smiled even brighter, and gradually raised her blood-stained hands. Ye Ming immediately understood, took off his mask, and put his hands on his jade-white face.
"Okay, very good!" Ye Qing was a little weak, but he praised it from the bottom of his heart. This way he might feel less guilty, "Ming'er, actually Mo Ran is right. I am indeed not a good island owner."
Biting her lip secretly, she held on to her last breath, "There is a secret pavilion in my palace. There is a jade gui in it, which is the token to command the world. Ming'er will manage the island well for her brother, so that he can
I can rest in peace even under the Nine Springs." His voice was very soft, and only Ye Ming could hear the next few words.
"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?" Mo Ran couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart when he heard that Ye Qing was indeed repentant. The hatred seemed to be diminishing little by little. All that was left was regret.
"Well, tell me the secret of the island." Naturally, this is what Xia Zibing has been paying attention to.
Mo Ran's fingertips trembled, and her face instantly turned apologetic. Suddenly she was very scared of this woman. If she chased him and asked about the blood jade, how to do it? How to do it?
Ye Qing couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Every night at midnight, use the blood jade on the island... to face the moonlight. A light door will appear where the light is reflected by the blood jade. Then you can enter and exit."
After saying that, he turned around and looked at Ye Ming, "Ming, your mother... is still alive. In the dungeon..." Sweat rolled down his forehead, and he held on for his last breath. He wanted to finish all his words.
To say it out loud is to say that I have more than enough intention but not enough energy.
"Brother..." Ye Ming's tears eroded his clothes. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't.
"Um, can we not use the blood jade?" Mo Ran asked quickly, wanting to make up for it.
Ye Qing turned around and looked at Mo Ran, as if she wanted to say something. But in the next second, a mouthful of blood suddenly gushes out.
"Hey, don't die. You can't die now..." Mo Ran felt extremely nervous when he saw Ye Qing's hands drooping.
Seeing Ye Qing's body suddenly lying limply in his arms, Ye Ming burst into tears.
"elder brother……"
A long whistle, a cold voice, spread to the sky. Following the sad voice, the people present did not say a word. They just stayed with Ye Ming quietly. I only hoped that it could alleviate his pain slightly.
Ten days passed, the world was quiet, and the islanders mourned together. Finally, everything returned to calm.
In the dungeon, the dungeon doors opened one after another. Ye Ming slowly walked into the dungeon, wearing a crescent robe and a white jade crown on his head. He seemed to be a lot less childish than before. In his eyes, he had the world in his heart.
He has a violent temper, but his true nature has not changed. He has a loyal heart and loves every plant and tree around him. He is still as pure as the snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains and cannot tolerate any filth.