When Jiu'er left, Su Jingxing pointed and flicked the beads in his hand to the shadow of the snowy roof diagonally opposite.
A 'bang' sound.
The snow was blown down by the impact.
Amidst the chaos, a crimson figure fell down like a giant.
Duan Rong, who landed on the ground, raised his eyebrows and clicked his tongue, "You are so vicious, do you want to fight?"
Su Jingxing's dark eyes were clear and clear, "In your current state, you will definitely lose."
"That's not necessarily the case. It's you who's lost your skills over the years."
In an instant, two figures, one red and one white, exchanged hands.
One is like a demon, the other is like a lotus.
Two completely different people who are closely tied together by fate.
Live together, and kill each other!
In the swirling snow, it feels like I have returned to my childhood.
At that time, their mother-in-law, Miss Su, was still alive.
They were separated when they were born. They had no choice about who to take away and who to keep.
But later, Miss Su gave them a chance.
Give them a chance to choose for themselves.
It’s also a competition, whoever wins gets to choose first!
Su Jingxing won, he chose ‘Ming’.
Duan Rong naturally only has "darkness" left.
In fact, it was doomed at that time.
If the person who chooses Ming wins, he will surely be in the cold.
If he fails, he will definitely end up in a different place.
And those who choose darkness, if defeated, will be cut to pieces with a thousand swords, and will not have a good death.
Even if you win, you can only live in darkness for the rest of your life. Even if you have countless identities and faces, you will never have your own name. You can only live as a monster in the darkness that cannot see the light.
There is no one who is better or worse, either explicitly or implicitly, it is just that those who choose first have more opportunities to choose first.
The snow in the yard was blown away, and the two people fighting could hardly see each other's expressions and sight lines.
It's not a life and death battle, but a killing spree.
Suddenly, the sword in Duan Rong's hand was knocked away.
Su Jingxing's cold sword was pointed at his neck, only three inches away.
From a distance, even the shadow guard who had been following these two people and knew something about the situation was a little unsure at this moment.
He was so nervous that his throat rose in one breath.
Duan Rong smiled nonchalantly and lowered his eyes at the long sword pointed at him, "You won again, I'm helpless too."
"I haven't reached the time for anyone to pity me, especially you." Su Jingxing sheathed his sword and turned around coldly.
The shadow guard in the dark let out a loud sigh.
The relationship between these two people has always been very delicate, both symbiotic and very dangerous.
It's so dangerous that there seems to be no room for mistakes, otherwise, the swords will face each other and blood will flow into a river!
Fortunately, one of the two people lost on purpose, and the other did not kill him in the end.
They are brothers after all...
Although they are all of Cangyu royal blood, they still have the blood of a compassionate and righteous person like Miss Su.
Miss Su should be able to rest in peace.
Why did she die?
What she was most afraid of seeing, for the sake of power or something else, the brothers turned against each other in the end and did not happen!
At this moment, Duan Rong raised his hand and threw something directly towards Su Jingxing.
Su Jingxing didn't look back, but caught it accurately.
It was a layout diagram of all of Cang Yu's secret passages, secret passages, and chambers, as well as a token to mobilize all of Cang Yu's 'shadows'.
"If I lose, according to the rules, I have to pay some chips. I will withdraw all the few people I have. Withdraw from Cangyu."
Although he trained the other shadows, he trained them to only recognize tokens and not people.
"As for those from other countries outside, I'll keep an eye on it for you first. Once you've completely tidied up Cang Yu, we'll compete again."
Su Jingxing still didn't look back, "Oh, you are so impatient to withdraw from Cangyu, do you want to give up the fight, or are you afraid that I... will kill you."
Duan Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, half-smiling but not smiling, "Then you have to ask yourself."
The struggle between the Ming Emperor and the Dark Emperor also ended in this generation.
…
After Duan Rong also left, only a yard of chaotic snow and a lonely palace were left.
Su Jingxing held the token and looked at the Nuo Palace in front of him, which was covered with white snow.
He was thinking, if he and Duan Rong had made different choices at the beginning, what would be the situation today?
If Ah Jiu was not such Ah Jiu, but an ordinary girl, it seemed that she would have a chance?
No, even if he and Duan Rong made different choices, I'm afraid I wouldn't have a chance.
If Ah Jiu was really an ordinary girl, she might not come to Cangyu even if it was a life or death situation.
Even if she comes, there is nothing she can do to hypnotize or bewitch herself.
If she was just an ordinary girl, her parents would have left more obvious clues for her, or directly asked them to 'repay their favor'.
She was more courageous, and the most she could do was come to see him. Even if she didn't reciprocate the favor, it still meant that.
No matter which one it is, even if he can save her, he will never look at Ah Jiu differently.
There are no ifs in the world.
Ah Jiu is this kind of Ah Jiu.
So she came to Cangyu without even leaving a way out for herself.
So in the end, even if she doesn't know the truth, even if Duan Rong is really dead, will it be perfect if she successfully marries herself, and will she be happy?
The corner of Su Jingxing's lips was a hint of sadness.
Will not.
I can't tolerate sand in my heart and eyes.
Even if Ah Jiu never mentions Duan Rong, either physically or mentally, he will still mind.
As for Ah Jiu's temperament, even if she doesn't clearly realize her feelings for Duan Rong, for a woman like her, her subconscious preferences will affect her true happiness...
Let me put it in more straightforward terms.
Even though Ruo Ajiu finally recognized her feelings for Duan Rong, she still felt guilty for provoking herself first and decided to marry herself.
Ah Jiu, like this, has completely lost her charm.
Ah Jiu, she should be a straightforward girl who knows the world but is not sophisticated, and can follow her own heart and nature at all times...
And how could Ah Jiu like this be happy in a cold and boring place like the palace?
Su Jingxing laughed to himself inaudibly.
It turns out that everything was doomed a long time ago.
But he still couldn't help but think, if in the very beginning, when Ah Jiu found him, as Ah Jiu said, he was more 'brave', maybe, would it be different?
Then the corners of his lips became more sarcastic.
Nothing will be different.
It is true that character determines destiny.
For him, for Ajiu, for Duan Rong.
All so.
And in this world, there are no ifs.
…
The entrance to the palace.
In the wind and snow, there was an inconspicuous and simple carriage parked.
A tall, ordinary-looking guard came out of the palace gate.
When he walked to the carriage, the guard narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "It seems that someone came in uninvited."
The curtain of the carriage was lifted up by a small white hand, and the girl in red eyes curled up, "Shouldn't you praise me? Not only did I guess that you would come to the palace later, but I also guessed that this carriage is yours."
The guard chuckled and bent down to get into the carriage.
Jiu'er looked at the medicinal skin mask on his face and the guard clothes on his body, and felt a little disgusted, "Hey, where did you get it? It's very shoddy."
"Just decorate the facade and fool the people outside. After all..."
The 'guard' raised his eyes slightly and looked into the distance, "Duan Rong is 'dead'. Cang Yu's 'Dark Emperor', this existence that is not known to the common people, should be annihilated silently. The Dark Emperor Ming
The emperor and others should have merged into one long ago."
Jiuer rushed forward and hugged his waist, "Su Jingxing knows, I know even better."
Duan Rong looked back.
Even when he changed his appearance and smiled brilliantly, he was still full of romance and madness.
He smiled half-heartedly and tapped the tip of her nose, "Why, do you think I care about never being known to anyone and then disappearing without a trace?"
"Of course you won't care." He can throw away his rights at will, so why should he care about that false reputation?
Jiu'er stared at him secretly, "So, what I want to say is that you definitely didn't fall in love with me at first sight. It's even more impossible that just because I am me, the daughter of my fathers, you will have more than normal attachment to me."
What a difference.”
"So," Jiu'er narrowed his eyes and leaned closer, asking fiercely, "Why are you so intimate with me as soon as we meet?"
"Have we met before?"
The man chuckled softly, meaning something, "What do you think?" (To be continued)