To Ling Qingzhu's surprise, Ling Xue did not walk towards Ke Yimeng, but stopped when he walked in front of her and held her hand.
Ling Qingzhu was a little confused, but she didn't resist, and just let Ling Xue pull her to the door of death.
"Let me go, Ling Xue, I am a sinner. A genius like you should not die in a place like this." Mo Zhiyi walked out, looked at Ling Xue's back and said, "And I still owe
You only have one life, and nothing can be done to make you sacrifice it."
"Even if you die as a hero, you will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world. Naturally, I cannot leave you such a good opportunity to be famous throughout the ages." Ling Xue did not look back, only leaving her back to everyone.
Feeling the soft jade hands holding her, Ling Qingzhu put aside the confusion in her heart and said, "Why? Ning Chen has already chosen to stand up, there is absolutely no need for you to do this!"
Making fire at the fingertips was the desolate moon gate fire technique that Ning Chen had just learned, and it had been mastered by Ling Xue in such a short period of time.
As soon as this wisp of flame appeared, it immediately turned into a wall of fire with the force of a prairie fire, completely separating the two people from the rest of the people, even the sight could not penetrate it.
"Because this is the Bloody Ancient Temple that I brought everyone here. If I have to let one person die, no matter who dies, I will not be able to live freely in the future, and I will not be able to live with a clear conscience."
Perhaps it was because she had already prepared her mind when facing a fatal situation, Ling Xue felt calmer and calmer than ever at this time.
"Xiaoxue said something wrong just now. Xiaoxue should still remember it." Ling Qingzhu and Ling Xue looked at each other, and the pupil of his left eye gradually transformed into a moon pupil, and said with a smile: "I should be the strongest person here.
.”
However, Ling Xue's mind moved very quickly, and before Ling Qingzhu finished speaking, she reacted and covered Ling Qingzhu's eyes.
Since Ling Xue didn't understand Yuetong, she reached out and covered Ling Qingzhu's eyes.
"Qingzhu, you have always stood in front to protect me, both in the Ling family and in the Ke family caravan. I saw it before you fell into coma. You were originally planning to stay as the queen."
The next moment, Ling Qingzhu only felt a slight force on her neck, and there was a feeling of moisture on her forehead.
"Let me protect you this time."
It was like a mushroom bomb was thrown into Ling Qingzhu's heart, and the original smoothness of the ancient well was instantly broken.
He was so shocked that his mind went blank and he froze there.
Where is this?
who I am?
In the end what happened?
In hundreds of years of past and present lives, no one has ever done this to her, whether it was fear of her or rejection by her. In fact, except for a few people, no one could even approach her.
It shouldn’t be, it was so normal before, why did everything go haywire from the Bloody Ancient Temple?
Shouldn't it be Ke Yimeng who is standing here at this moment?
In any case, we are blood cousins in this life, so this should just be an expression of affection between relatives and give up, right?
"boom."
The sound of the stone door shaking brought Ling Qingzhu out of her too shocked state, and she noticed a bright yellow demon core thrust into her hand and Ling Xue, whose figure was gradually blurring as she stood in front of the death door.
The power of space, Ling Qingzhu was so keen that he was aware of this sudden force acting on himself.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The moment the death door opened, all six people except Ling Xue were teleported out of the Bloody Ancient Temple.
"Green Bamboo!"
To Ling Qingzhu's surprise, Ling Xue did not walk towards Ke Yimeng, but stopped when he walked in front of her and held her hand.
Ling Qingzhu was a little confused, but she didn't resist, and just let Ling Xue pull her to the door of death.
"Let me go, Ling Xue, I am a sinner. A genius like you should not die in a place like this." Mo Zhiyi walked out, looked at Ling Xue's back and said, "And I still owe
You only have one life, and nothing can be done to make you sacrifice it."
"Even if you die as a hero, you will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world. Naturally, I cannot leave you such a good opportunity to be famous throughout the ages." Ling Xue did not look back, only leaving her back to everyone.
Feeling the soft jade hands holding her, Ling Qingzhu put aside the confusion in her heart and said, "Why? Ning Chen has already chosen to stand up, there is absolutely no need for you to do this!"
Making fire at the fingertips was the desolate moon gate fire technique that Ning Chen had just learned, and it had been mastered by Ling Xue in such a short period of time.
As soon as this wisp of flame appeared, it immediately turned into a wall of fire with the force of a prairie fire, completely separating the two people from the rest of the people, even the sight could not penetrate it.
"Because this is the Bloody Ancient Temple that I brought everyone here. If I have to let one person die, no matter who dies, I will not be able to live freely in the future, and I will not be able to live with a clear conscience."
Perhaps it was because she had already prepared her mind when facing a fatal situation, Ling Xue felt calmer and calmer than ever at this time.
"Xiaoxue said something wrong just now. Xiaoxue should still remember it." Ling Qingzhu and Ling Xue looked at each other, and the pupil of his left eye gradually transformed into a moon pupil, and said with a smile: "I should be the strongest person here.
.”
However, Ling Xue's mind moved very quickly, and before Ling Qingzhu finished speaking, she reacted and covered Ling Qingzhu's eyes.
Since Ling Xue didn't understand Yuetong, she reached out and covered Ling Qingzhu's eyes.
"Qingzhu, you have always stood in front to protect me, both in the Ling family and in the Ke family caravan. I saw it before you fell into coma. You were originally planning to stay as the queen."
The next moment, Ling Qingzhu only felt a slight force on her neck, and there was a feeling of moisture on her forehead.
"Let me protect you this time."
It was like a mushroom bomb was thrown into Ling Qingzhu's heart, and the original smoothness of the ancient well was instantly broken.
He was so shocked that his mind went blank and he froze there.
Where is this?
who I am?
In the end what happened?
In hundreds of years of past and present lives, no one has ever done this to her, whether it was fear of her or rejection by her. In fact, except for a few people, no one could even approach her.
It shouldn’t be, it was so normal before, why did everything go haywire from the Bloody Ancient Temple?
Shouldn't it be Ke Yimeng who is standing here at this moment?
In any case, we are blood cousins in this life, so this should just be an expression of affection between relatives and give up, right?
"boom."
The sound of the stone door shaking brought Ling Qingzhu out of her too shocked state, and she noticed a bright yellow demon core thrust into her hand and Ling Xue, whose figure was gradually blurring as she stood in front of the death door.
The power of space, Ling Qingzhu was so keen that he was aware of this sudden force acting on himself.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The moment the death door opened, all six people except Ling Xue were teleported out of the Bloody Ancient Temple.