Mu Qianhua seemed a little surprised, but not unexpected.
A sweet smile.
She greeted her, "Justice, Miss Ye, are you here?"
The smile is charming and bloody.
"You killed them?"
Ye Junyi glanced at the corpses all over the ground in the hall, and couldn't believe that Mu Qianhua could actually kill so many people with the power of a mortal!
“One Hundred and Thirty-five.”
Mu Qianhua whispered: "All of them will be killed."
“…”
Ye Junyi stopped talking.
At this moment, she once again realized the cold-blooded and terrifying thing about the woman in front of her!
"Your Majesty."
"I will kill the rebels for you."
"Are you happy?"
Mu Qianhua ignored her, her body trembled slightly, held her sword and walked slowly, walked down the steps, and came to the two of them.
"Qianhua."
Qian Ye said indifferently: "You have lost, you have lost completely. That Fusheng Guest has given up on you."
He understands.
With the strength of Fu Shengke, it was easy to prevent Mu Qianhua from entering the world of dreams, but he did nothing and has not appeared now. Obviously... he has regarded Mu Qianhua as an abandoned son.
"yes."
Hearing this, Mu Qianhua smiled sadly, "The moment I came here, I already knew that I was not doing well this time, and he was still very disappointed after all. With his temperament, it is not surprising that I gave up.
.”
"Is it worth it?"
Qian Ye suddenly said, "I am willing to be a chess piece, and I have been working hard for half my life, and then I have reached this point today? I have nothing to do?"
"Of course it's worth it."
Mu Qianhua whispered: "Your Majesty, you still don't understand. Things in the world are like chess. Which chess player was once not a piece on the chessboard?"
"If you win, you're the chess player."
"If you lose, you will abandon your son."
"Although I'm not lucky, this road is also cruel and dangerous, but it doesn't mean it's wrong."
Qianye was silent.
"Miss Ye."
Seeing the beautiful and charming Ye Junyi, she looked at her bloody body, almost exhausted and embarrassed herself, Mu Qianhua said quietly: "I suddenly envy you a little."
"When I was a kid."
A trace of remembrance flashed in her eyes, and she whispered: "Many people bullied me, snatched my things, ate, used, and played... They snatched whatever I had."
"later."
"They were all dead and killed by me."
"because……"
Having said that.
A strange look flashed in her eyes, "I don't like what others stole my things, whether I like or don't like it!"
"I don't like it at all!"
brush!
As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword flashed with a cold light and suddenly stabbed Ye Junyi's heart!
Ye Junyi's face turned pale.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Mu Qianhua refused to give up and even attacked her!
The expected sting did not come.
Subconsciously bowed.
But I saw a big hand holding the sword edge of the long sword, pinching it very tightly, very stable!
Blood drips.
The collar in front of her was dyed red.
The sword tip was filled with cold light, but I couldn't move forward any more!
"Master!"
She exclaimed.
It was Qianye who took action!
"I said it."
Looking at Mu Qianhua indifferently, he said lightly: "No one can bully her except me. Qianhua, you can't!"
Seeing Qianye's determination.
A trace of confusion suddenly flashed in Mu Qianhua's eyes, and every word from Leng Mei was remembered in his mind.
Compare with her.
The Leng Mei has a low cultivation level, is not beautiful enough, has an average status, and has too much thoughts when doing things, which has wasted Jiuqiao Linglong's intelligence.
But until now.
She suddenly understood Leng Mei's choice.
If she did not betray Qianye, Qianye would block the sword for her today, and would block it without hesitation, and use his life to block it!
She suddenly discovered.
No matter what aspect the man in front of me is so outstanding that it is difficult to find a second one!
There was a little strange tingling feeling in my heart.
In the past.
This is never before.
"Your Majesty."
She looked up at Qianye with serious eyes and said softly: "If this wasn't the case, would you treat me like she would?"
“…”
Qianye was silent.
Ye Junyi suddenly felt a little nervous.
Qianye raised his left hand.
He gently stroked Mu Qianhua's beautiful face that was enough to upside down, gentle wiped away the blood on her face, and his eyes were soft, just like the moment when the two met back then.
Move your arm down.
He held the other party's snow-white and slender neck and gradually exerted force.
"Qianhua."
"In this world, there is never any if."
The words fell.
Mu Qianhua's body fell softly to the ground, and there was no more breath, and there seemed to be a trace of crystal clearness at the corners of his eyes.
Seeing this scene.
Ye Junyi looked stunned and her heart was mixed.
There is no sympathy.
But she could sense that when Qianye blocked the sword for her, Mu Qianhua became jealous and moved by Qianye...
"What do you think?"
Qianye stretched out his bloody right hand and shook it in front of her eyes, "I have no cultivation now, and my blood is dry, and I will die."
"ah?"
Ye Junyi then realized that she was busy bandaging his wound, feeling distressed and blamed herself.
"Your Majesty, it's all my fault..."
"Of course you're blaming."
Qianye pretended to be unhappy and said, "So, you have to compensate me."
“What to compensate?”
"Smile?"
“…”
Ye Junyi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly hugged him tightly, never wanting to separate for a moment.
"Don't worry."
Qianye gently hugged her and walked out of the palace, "In the future, no one can bully you, and no one can hurt you."
"Really?"
"certainly."
Qianye smiled gently, his eyes as deep as the starry sky, and the stars were filled with Ye Junyi's shadow.
"because."
"This is my promise to you."
The two of them gradually drifted apart.
The conversation is getting smaller and smaller.
"Your Majesty..."
"Call the name."
"Qianye, what should we do now?"
"Look for Gu Han."
Outside the palace, Qian Ye looked into the distance and said quietly: "This matter is not over yet."
He was a little uneasy.
Demon Ancestor.
Fusheng Guest.
As a strong man of the same level as the Ghost Ancestor, after carefully calculating for so long, how could he let go easily?
...
Inside the Demon Abyss.
Seeing Gu Han and the others in front of him fall into deep sleep, the guest neither stopped him nor spoke, standing still, as if he was sensing something.
The ups and downs in the eyes.
There is the meaning of the hidden meaning of the qi returning to the empty air and returning to the original chaos.
After a moment.
A strange color flashed in his eyes, and suddenly looked at the inexplicable place, and smiled and said, "I found you!"
The words fell.
The figure disappeared instantly.
...
The world of dreams.
Behind the Taoist temple, next to the grave, the old Taoist stroked the tombstone, his expression rarely became serious, his eyes full of solemnity.
"hope."
"This time it will be smooth..."
I haven't finished speaking.
Amid the swaying leaves, a figure slowly walked over from a distance.
Wearing a blue dress.
Normal appearance.
It’s the Fusheng Guest!
“It’s not easy.”
After looking at the old Taoist grave, he sighed: "This time, I finally found your turtle shell."
The old Taoist narrowed his eyes, "You are here for me?"
"For him, for you."
Fu Shengke smiled and said, "Or don't you think I have time to say so much nonsense to that kid?"
"You, humble me?"
"According to Gu Han's words."
Fu Shengke thought for a while and explained: "I'm called fishing."