The whole place was in a melee, with blood trickling down on the ground and broken limbs, bloody swords flashing in front of the eyes, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, like a Shura massacre feast.
Leng Qiuye looked at it indifferently. Her heart had already become cold and hard. If these people wanted to go against her, then their lives would be spared. Sometimes she also felt that she was cruel. She gradually began to hate herself like this. She left
Her initial appearance has gone further and further, to the point where she has become a cold-blooded person. She hates those who forced her to be like this.
Her wish was really small, that her family could live happily together, and then have children with the one she loved. However, she could not realize such a simple wish for the rest of her life. God was so unfair to her.
Although Nangong Yu was cured, he still needed to recuperate. Nangong Rong ignored the chaotic war and took the unconscious Nangong Yu away from this troubled place. Leng Qiuye did not allow anyone to stop her.
In her eyes, Nangong Yu is just a useless person, and what worries her the most is Nangong Gulan.
Baili Sheng and Nangong Gulan stood aside and watched. Mo Peishan had approached them first about this matter, and they were just here to cooperate. It was best not to interfere in this situation.
Nangong Gulan looked at more and more corpses on the ground and couldn't help but sigh: The strength of the Eighteen Black Feather Guards is really terrifying. They can compete with such a martial arts master, but their master is even more amazing.
Sit there and drink tea leisurely.
Anyayu no longer looked at the corpses on the ground, but raised her head high and stared at the two people fighting in mid-air. Their silver clothes, long black hair, and the demonic purple sword in their hands were flying in the air.
Under the strange cold light, they had been fighting in mid-air for half an hour. There was already a river of blood underneath, and the two in the air were still fighting selflessly for a long time.
"Don't come here, don't kill me." Yu Jingmei was forced into a corner by the Eighteen Black Feather Guards. She looked at the cold sword that was getting closer and closer to her and could not help but tremble. Her forehead was covered with cold sweat. She was frightened.
Her eyes showed the chaos in her heart at this moment.
The Black Feather Eighteen Guards ignored Yu Jingmei's pleas and dropped their swords so fiercely.
"Pfft!" The sound of the sword passing through her chest rang in Yu Jingmei's ears. She looked at Mo Peishan in front of her in disbelief.
Leng Qiuye was so shocked by the scene that she stood up from her chair. She was deeply shocked because she actually saw a subtle affection in Mo Peishan's eyes. This was not the love between brother and sister, but a kind of love.
Obsessed with love, she didn't understand why someone like Yu Jingmei would have someone who was willing to give everything for her. This kind of fearless love was simply not worthy of Yu Jingmei.
Leng Qiuye admitted that she was jealous at this moment. She was jealous that Yu Jingmei had someone who was willing to sacrifice his life for her, but she was also moved by Mo Peishan's deep feelings. Mo Peishan was clearly fighting with people in a life-and-death struggle, but he still separated.
He paid full attention to Yu Jingmei, and even stood in front of Yu Jingmei without hesitation when she was in danger. There are only a few people in this world who can achieve this kind of love.
"I'm not worth what you do." Yu Jingmei hugged Mo Peishan and looked at Mo Peishan's blood-stained clothes and the blood that was constantly flowing to the ground. She felt that everything was no longer important. Her world had already
Gone.
When Mo Peishan found her, she always looked down upon him. She thought that there was no way to compare a martial arts leader brother with a father who was an emperor, so she disowned him. She only wanted the vanity of being superior.
It was not until Leng Qiuye sent someone to kill her that day that she called him "brother" for the first time in order to save her life.
In fact, she remembered what happened before she was brought into the palace. At that time, her family was very poor and often had no food. Her parents favored boys over girls. The only food she had was given to her brother, but every time her brother would secretly hide it until her father gave it to her at night.
After her mother went to bed, she gave her all the things that she had hidden during the day. She was not grateful at that time, but only unwilling to accept it. She hated her father and mother who favored sons over daughters. She did not shed any blood until the day her parents died.
With a tear, she hated them for giving birth to her, but they never let her have enough to eat.
Yu Jingmei's tears fell on Mo Peishan's face drop by drop, and the sword was inserted straight into Mo Peishan's chest. He died before he could say his final farewell to Yu Jingmei.
Anyayu couldn't help but sigh that Mo Peishan did not die in the hands of his opponent, but in the hands of his own sister. God's arrangements are always so cruel. This is fate, a fate that cannot be escaped.
"Yu Jingmei, I envy you very much, but I also pity you. You shouldn't refuse to be your brother's companion on the road to Huangquan!" Leng Qiuye said.
Yu Jingmei put Mo Peishan on the ground in despair, pulled out the sword inserted in Mo Peishan's chest, held the sword with blood in both hands, stabbed it into her abdomen, and then fell to Mo Peishan.
In Peishan's arms, Qing closed her eyes and hoped that she would not be tempted by power in her next life and be an ordinary person.
When the dozen or so martial arts people who were still alive saw Mo Peishan dead, they also put down their weapons. They were originally dragged in by Mo Peishan, but now they are looking at the dead bodies on the ground. How can they not be chilled?
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Seeing that his opponent was dead, Wu Wangchuan felt that there was no need to stay any longer, so he turned around and left this place like Shura hell.
"The Eighteen Black Feather Guards, kill the rest together." Leng Qiuye's simple words have already decided the life and death of many people. In fact, it is not that she doesn't like killing, but that these people cannot be kept. If they go back
If today's incident is spread, all the martial arts people will surely seek revenge on her, so it is better to kill them all.
Those martial arts people who were still alive had to do their best to continue their death struggle in order to save their lives. They regretted agreeing to this plan, because this plan would cost them their lives.
In less than a quarter of an hour, everyone was dead, leaving only Baili Sheng, Nangong Gulan, Xiye Xiaochen, and Nine Thousand Years Old Jade Zhenyuan, who had already taken advantage of the chaos to escape when they saw that the situation was not right. Leng Qiuye would not be right.
What about Baili Sheng and Nangong Gulan, because she understands that the time has not come yet, and there will be a war between them sooner or later, so now she just lets them live a few more days.
"Prince Princess of the Jade Kingdom, if you don't kill us, aren't you afraid that we will tell what we saw today?" Nangong Gulan asked while sitting upright.
"Can you do it?" Leng Qiuye asked.
"Leng Qiuye, you are the first person that I, Nangong Gulan, admire." Nangong Gulan had to admire Leng Qiuye's planning and courage. It was really scary to become an enemy with such a woman.