Wuji took an extremely labor-consuming pill. One pill is enough to increase the energy hidden in the body in a short period of time, but after the medicine is effective, it will suffer a severe counter-sneak.

What is completely certain about Xinglian is that after the time of speaking, the woman's pill has already worked. At this time, she probably felt like she was running over her heart, but she had a sneer.

She could be hated by others, but she didn't like to be hated by others for some reason. Seeing that she was probably aware of it, Xing Lian turned around, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, but I probably know it in my heart anyway."

She doesn't care about the people in Qiao's house who are now dead or disabled.

Seeing Xinglian leaving, Wuji laughed at himself, suddenly gathered the strength of his whole body, and suddenly broke free from Huan Liuyuan who had already relaxed.

The situation turned sharply in an instant, and the sword in Wuji's hand stabbed straight at the woman with her back facing her. The attack was so fast that the guards standing next to him had no time to react.

With a "puff", the sound of the sword blade stabbing into the flesh and blood was clearly heard. Xinglian turned his head and saw Si Fengjingyan sending the white sword in his hand into Wuji's abdomen with a cold face. Wuji behind him, although he also pinched the sword in his palm, and even the distance between Xinglian was enough to pierce her a hole, she was not injured.

The power Wuji finally condensed almost struggled with all her strength. Everyone saw how fast the movement was, but why was Qiao Xinglian safe and sound? Instead, King Jing, who was a little far away, stabbed her unbiasedly?

"Why are you doing this?" Xing Lian shook his head as the sword that should have been buried in his body turned into white light and disappeared without causing any harm to him.

Wuji did this just to die.

She knew that no one could control her movements, even if Huan Liuyuan was not so fast, there was only one person.

The skills of Si Feng Jingyan are probably the ones who know the best in the world that Wuji, who has been facing him for five years, also knowing that he will definitely kill her for himself.

So, she pretended to suddenly attack her and forced Si Fengjingyan to do it himself.

The blood flowed more and more, Wuji was sad, but his eyes turned to Sifeng Jingyan, "Ayan, it was my fault. I'm my fault, I'll repay it with my life... Don't hate me..."

Before her death, she was still thinking about her image in Si Feng Jingyan's mind. This time she was indeed wrong. Even if the king of Pingling did not sue her, she could not forgive herself.

But how could she tolerate being killed by others... No one can kill herself except Si Feng Jingyan!

Si Feng Jingyan noticed that the sword blade that Xinglian had penetrated into Xinglian's body disappeared, and his expression was also surprised for a moment, but he quickly calmed down. He looked at the woman in red robe who had struggled to stand in front of him and did not speak.

"Forgive me, Ayan, I really... know I'm wrong!" He suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of blood, and Wuji reached out to hold the white sword light that pierced his abdomen, trying his best to stabilize his body and not fall down.

Even though she knew she was going to die, her eyes were surprisingly gentle before she died. She looked at the unparalleled handsome face in front of her, and her eyes were full of nostalgia.

Xing Lian couldn't bear it. Although she hated Wuji for causing this to cause her and Si Feng Jingyan to suffer for no reason, and caused Jing Yue, the shemale demon, to suffer for many days in vain, it was because she was instigated.

"He will forgive you."

Making a promise for Si Feng Jingyan, Xing Lian turned around and wanted to support the woman in the red robe, but suddenly his movements froze, his hand slowly rising, covering her still open eyes.
Chapter completed!