Yue Mingzhu caught the jade bottle reflexively and stared at Xia Qingchen.
She had guessed that Xia Qingchen could speak more than a dozen kinds of words, but she had not guessed this one.
"You want to impress me with this?" Yue Mingzhu guessed, holding the jade bottle.
Xia Qingchen closed her eyes and quietly said one word: "Let's go!"
He didn't want to say a single extra word.
From today on, they will live in peace and will never know each other again.
Yue Mingzhu pursed her red lips and accepted the jade bottle. Her always repulsive expression softened a lot: "I accept the antidote. I owe you a favor."
Xia Qingchen didn't say a word, only muttering silently in his heart: "I owe you."
Not getting a response, Yue Mingzhu had a complicated look on her face, silently turned her back to Xia Qingchen, and whispered: "In the future, find a better girl."
kindness?
Xia Qingchen opened her eyes and looked at Yue Mingzhu's back, her eyes fluctuating slightly.
For a moment, he felt that Yue Mingzhu had regained his past memories.
The separation between the two may be an eternal farewell that they will never see again in this life.
Whoosh——
A black shadow broke through the silent parting.
But I saw a tall figure descending from the sky, his robes were flying, and he had a hint of immortality.
The person who came back was the head of the Huang family.
His left arm was stained with blood, his snow-white beard was also stained with blood, and there were many scars on his chest.
"So, my father is dead?" Xia Qingchen turned his eyes sideways and stared at Huang Zhongting, who was the only one who had returned, feeling suddenly nervous.
Huang Zhongting looked deeply sad: "I tried my best."
He raised his right hand and slowly lifted up a wooden box dripping with blood.
In the gap between the wooden box, a strand of black hair soaked in blood hangs down, telling that the wooden box contains a fresh head.
Xia Qingchen's heart trembled slightly. In the end, he still failed to save Xia Yuan.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm down the turmoil in his heart, but he couldn't help but think about all the things that happened to Xia Yuan when he first came to the mainland.
Such a familiar person who endured humiliation and cared for him silently still left him.
One is Yue Mingzhu and the other is Xia Yuan.
When I returned to the world again, the two most important people in my heart left one after another.
"Haha..." Xia Qingchen laughed, laughing at himself and feeling sad.
What kind of god-king can’t save anyone in the end!
"Mr. Xia, I hope you will express your condolences." Huang Zhongting said: "Although Xia Yuan is dead, I have executed Huang Zhongting to make amends to him."
He sighed softly and placed the wooden box in his hand on the ground.
What was in the box was not Xia Yuan’s head, but Huang Conglong’s!
After a long pause, he hesitated and said: "Everyone is responsible for what he does. Please don't take your anger out on the innocent Qin Ding for Huang Conglong's fault. I beg Mr. Xia to release him."
Xia Qingchen, who was despairing of all hope, was experiencing drastic changes in her mood.
In the past, he had benevolent thoughts and could forgive as much as possible without killing.
Now, he suddenly understood that his current situation was all due to his benevolence and righteousness.
"You want Huang Wending?" Xia Qingchen looked up to the sky and whispered softly. He tapped his right foot, and the tent under his feet scattered, leaving only the wooden frame.
Below, a shocking scene made Huang Zhongting's pupils shrink.
I saw a pot of oil boiling in the center of the tent, and Huang Wending was tied up and hung on top of the pot.
Just by cutting the rope, Huang Wending would fall into the oil pan and die on the spot.
"What did you do?" Huang Zhongting took a breath.
Xia Qingchen smiled, with a hint of gloom in his smile: "I said, Xia Yuan was not injured at all, Huang Wending should die to make amends!"
Huang Wending, who was hanging in the air, was covered in sweat and his whole body was as red as a crab.
Suddenly seeing Grandpa above, it was as if he had grasped a life-saving straw and hurriedly shouted for help: "Grandpa, save me!! Xia Qingchen is crazy!"
As a young commander, he did such a cruel thing. How can he convince the world?
You must know that Xia Qingchen can win people's hearts not only because of his strong martial arts, but also because of his outstanding character and trustworthiness.
If word got out that he had done such a cruel and inhumane thing, who would believe him?
Huang Zhongting said hurriedly: "Mr. Xia! The culprit Huang Conglong has been killed. Don't kill innocent people!"
Xia Qingchen lowered his eyes, glanced at the wooden box, and said calmly: "Take someone else's head and pretend to be Huang Conglong? Mr. Huang, I told you, be careful about your children and grandchildren."
With a flick of his fingertips, a burst of energy flashed through, splitting the wooden box open.
What rolled out was neither Xia Yuan nor Huang Conglong, but a stranger with an innocent expression.
turn out to be.
He had a premonition from the beginning that Huang Zhongting would fail.
Now it seems that Huang Zhongting was deceived by Xia Qingchen because he was controlled by the demonic insect.
Whoosh——
Huang Zhongting was exposed, and the various expressions on his face quickly disappeared without a trace, as if they had been artificially erased.
The whole face became numb, heartless and hollow.
He tiptoed and rushed towards Huang Wending like a ghost, trying to save him with his strong cultivation.
However, a Dayan Sword appeared next to the rope.
With its sharpness, it only takes a light chop to cut off the rope, causing Huang Wending to fall into the oil pan and be fried to death.
"You can give it a try and see if your movement is faster or if it's faster for him to fall into the oil pan!" Xia Qingchen said calmly.
Huang Zhongting stopped in time with an expressionless face, flew back, and stood on the roof like a wooden puppet to confront Xia Qingchen.
"Come out." Xia Qingchen's eyes were like comets, cold and deep.
not far away.
Behind a certain camp, Huang Conglong, with a gloomy look on his face, walked out of the shadows.
However, in his other hand, he was holding someone - Yue Mingzhu, who had just left!
Xia Qingchen's numb eyes finally flickered with a ray of fluctuation.
"I'm not the only one with weaknesses." Huang Conglong grabbed Yue Mingzhu's neck and slowly dragged her under the tent. The latter's face turned pale because of difficulty breathing.
One of the two is on the ground and the other is on the roof, facing each other.
Huang Conglong was confident: "It seems that we can only exchange hostages with each other."
Otherwise, Huang Wending will die, and so will Yue Mingzhu.
Huang Wending died millions of times, but Xia Qingchen was indifferent, but if Yue Mingzhu died once, he would suffer for the rest of his life.
How to choose is obvious.
"No! You will die." Yue Mingzhu struggled to speak.
The reason why Huang Conglong, who was so powerful, did not take action was because Huang Wending was a hostage.
If exchanged, it would be the moment for Huang Conglong to kill Xia Qingchen.
Taking ten thousand steps back, Huang Conglong couldn't kill Xia Qingchen, so couldn't Huang Zhongting, who was controlled by him, kill him?
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Xia Qingchen didn't think anything about it, and the Dayan Sword passed by everything, cutting half of the rope.
The rope immediately made an overwhelmed squeaking sound, as if it was about to break.
"Dad! I don't want to die!" Huang Wending turned pale and shouted in despair.
Huang Conglong suddenly became anxious, squeezed Yue Mingzhu tightly and shouted: "Do you want to kill her?"
Xia Qingchen's face was expressionless: "Exchanging hostages would kill her."
Due to the unequal strength of the two sides, after handing over Huang Wending, Yue Mingzhu will lose its value and die without a burial place. (Update 3 at noon tomorrow)