Chapter 129 Jing Yirong’s Choice Nalan Qingyi who was standing aside closed her eyes as if she didn’t want to hear such an answer. She didn’t want to see her seventh brother getting hurt while saving Yue Ya, and she didn’t want to see Jing Yirong’s pain when facing all this.
"Lieyan killed some of my closest brothers. I should have settled the score with him, but now I want to kill you as revenge. Regardless of whether he is alive or not, your death will be a vent for us." Crowd.
Li Jia said.
B looked at Shangguan Xi, "Brother Shangguan, we are very grateful for telling us such big news, but please forgive us for going on a killing spree in your villa."
"Since I tell you, of course I will anticipate your actions. After all, many of you have relatives or friends who have died in the hands of the flames. I understand that you want revenge, so you can do whatever you want.
." Shangguan Xi looked like he didn't care that his villa became a fighting arena.
Everyone felt relieved and walked towards Yueya one by one, "It seems it's your turn to pay Lieyan's revenge."
"You don't have the ability to kill brother Lieyan, so of course you have to come and kill me." Yueya never showed fear from beginning to end, only disdain for these people.
"You yellow-haired girl, I want to see if it's your mouth that's tough or my sword that's faster." After one person said that, he held a big knife and slashed at Yue Ya. Yue Ya hurriedly got out of the way. Someone on the other side drew his sword, and Yue Ya was hit by all the swords.
Surrounded by people, Ming Yue showed no mercy to a little girl and swarmed her up.
Nalan Zhenqi pulled out a long sword from the guard of Yujian Villa and jumped into the crowd, blocking Yue Ya from a knife coming from behind. The two faced the besieging people with their backs against each other.
"Leave me alone," Yueya shouted to Nalan Zhenqi, "I don't want you to get hurt because of me."
Nalan Zhenqi responded while blocking the oncoming attack, "How could I not care about you? If you are injured, it is better for me to bleed."
Yue Ya felt warm in her heart. At this juncture, there was such a person standing in front of her to block those sharp blades for herself. Speaking of words that moved her, what else could she be dissatisfied about, even if she really wanted to die today?
What regret would she have if she died like this?
Jing Yirong stood outside the crowd, looking at the scene in front of her with no intention of helping. Xiao Yan saw Nalan Zhenqi almost being hurt again and again, her heart was in her chest as if it could jump out at any time, and then she looked at Jing Yirong
, under the indifferent cheeks are a pair of hands that have been clenched by him and become blue and white.
Yue Ya and Nalan Zhenqi had no way to face the waves of attacks, especially the masters who lived up to their reputation in the arena. Qiao Shuang'er couldn't help but jump into the crowd to fight for Nalan Zhenqi.
He kicked away someone who was approaching him.
Nalan Zhenqi turned around and looked at Qiao Shuang'er, "What are you doing here? This matter has nothing to do with you, and you don't need to do anything."
"Nalan Zhenqi, I am not Jing Yirong. I can watch you get hurt and bleed," Qiao Shuang'er's mocking voice floated towards Jing Yirong, and then she seemed to firm her position, "In your heart Nalan Zhenqi
The most important people are Jing Yirong and Yue Ya, but in my heart, Qiao Shuang'er, you are also the person I can't let go of."
Nalan Zhenqi looked at Qiao Shuang'er intently. The emotion and guilt in her heart could not be expressed in words, "Thank you."
"I never thought of asking for your thanks for anything I did," Qiao Shuang'er answered and threw herself into the battle. She actually tried. She tried her best not to pay attention to Nalan Zhenqi's affairs, but when she saw
When those swords were about to touch Nalan Zhenqi, her heart would be pricked. It was undeniable that she couldn't let go of Nalan Zhenqi. Nalan Zhenqi always had a special attraction and special presence for her, Qiao Shuang'er, so
She would rather get hurt than help her.
King Junqi's original mood of just watching the fire from the other side became no longer relaxed because of Qiao Shuang'er's participation. At this moment, he realized that this woman was so stupid, so stupid that she would actually help his love rival.
In fact, Yue Ya has some unclear emotions for Qiao Shuang'er's help. She would rather hug Nalan Zhenqi and get hurt than let another Qiao Shuang'er come between them. So instead of being grateful, she feels helpless, and she has no choice but to get into trouble.
Trouble.
The addition of Qiao Shuang'er made the situation better, but she still couldn't resist the crowd's siege. What's more, Qiao Shuang'er only relied on her exquisite light kung fu to take away other people's weapons in the crowd and then weakly punched them, lang
It takes a lot of effort but cannot provide practical help.
Nalan Qingyi walked towards Jing Yirong. He couldn't take his anxious and worried eyes away from Nalan Zhenqi, but he couldn't say a word to Jing Yirong.
"Jing Yirong, I underestimated you." This situation was calm and calm. Shangguan Xi was shocked to realize that he had lost the last gamble. Could it be that the only person Jing Yirong cared about was Nalan Qingyi, and the others
Doesn't she care at all?
Jing Yirong didn't hear Shangguan Xi's sarcasm, and didn't see the anxiety and panic in other people's eyes. She just felt that her mind was blank. The figure in danger in the crowd kept holding her heart tightly.
, it seemed that there was a rope tied to her heart, and it only needed to be pulled gently and it would be picked up. The other end of the rope was tied to Nalan Zhenqi. She didn't understand why she thought she was
When you start to care about others, you will always face this choice.
God seemed to be punishing her for living a careless and unrestrained life in the past few years, so she let the three Nalan brothers enter her life and tied a rope to her heart.
Then from time to time she had to get involved. Even though they had already hurt her, they still acted like she was the one who suffered the most. She would only be heartless and unjust.
While Jing Yirong was meditating, Nalan Zhenqi had already blocked a sword for Yue Ya, and the sword stabbed into Nalan Zhenqi's shoulder, and blood flowed out silently, staining Nalan Zhenqi's clothes.
Qiao Shuang'er's forehead was covered with sweat. She began to regret that she only learned Qing Gong moves and not more. Now she was a little exhausted and she didn't even have the strength to avoid other people's moves. King Junqi stretched out a hidden dart and went out.
, hit the heart without hesitation, and the person who thrust the sword at Qiao Shuang'er fell straight down.
Yang Feng was stunned, and he didn't expect that King Junqi would actually take action to save people. Qiao Shuang'er was also surprised by King Junqi's action, and finally nodded and smiled to express her gratitude to him.
Nalan Zhenqi's physical strength began to be exhausted, and Yue Ya also vomited a few mouthfuls of blood after being hit by several tricks. If this continues, there is only one result, that is, Nalan Zhenqi and Yue Ya will die in the crowd. Jing Yirong looked at Nalan
The blood on Zhenqi's body felt like it was flowing faster, and her anger had dominated her reason. A circle of light gathered in her palm and struck at the person fighting.
Everyone was shaken away by Jing Yirong's inner strength. In a blink of an eye, Jing Yirong's figure was standing in front of Nalan Zhenqi, with a pair of cold eyes filled with murderous intent, "How dare my people touch me."
"Jing Yirong, we don't want to be enemies with you, but your apprentice is too ignorant." The man in the crowd stopped attacking and said. Jing Yirong became famous after destroying Xuejiabao. From that day on, he became famous in the world.
No one in the world wants to be an enemy of Jing Yirong, after all, Jing Yirong's tactics are frightening.
"Ignorance?" Jing Yirong's cold and hard voice made people tremble with fear. "My apprentice can do whatever he wants. Who dares to say that?" Jing Yirong glared at the man and reached out to grab the sword in his hand.
, with a slight exertion, the sword broke off. Jing Yirong grabbed the broken sword and penetrated the man's arm. The speed was so fast that people heard the man's scream before they realized what happened.
Voice.
Jing Yirong glanced around, and dozens of masters took a few steps back in unison. This woman was too scary.
When everyone was in a state of confusion, Shangguan Xi suddenly moved his body to snatch Yueya away from Nalan Zhenqi, holding the Crescent Throat Dragon in one hand, "I will let Jing Yirong hand over the Yumo Sword."
Jing Yirong looked at Shang Guan Xi with cold eyes, her expression was so cold that no one could guess what was in her heart. Shangguan Xi didn't care anymore, this was his only chance to get the Yumo Sword."
"Shangguan Xi, as the owner of Yujian Villa, you can even do such a thing, what kind of man are you?" Qiao Shuang'er mocked.
Everyone was also stunned. They did not expect that Shangguan Xi would suddenly catch Yue Ya and ask Jing Yirong for the Yumo Sword. Maybe even they were being used, and they were just tools used by him to obtain the best artifact in the world.
Shangguan Xi sneered, "I no longer have the qualifications to be a gentleman. Now I just want to get what I want. If you don't hand over the Yu Mo Sword to Jing Yirong, I will kill her now." After saying that, he grabbed Yue Ya's hand.
The intensity increased, and Yue Ya's entire face turned red, as if even breathing was difficult.
"Crescent Moon!" Nalan Zhenqi couldn't help shouting.
It was too difficult to rescue people from Shangguan Xi's men in a surprise attack, so Jing Yirong gave up the idea. Nalan Zhenqi glanced at Jing Yirong, but finally couldn't ask the master to hand over the Yumo Sword. Crescent Moon was very important to him, but he
How could he use his love for him to ask his master to do something he didn't want to do?
From the beginning to the end, Nalan Zhenqi never made any demands to Jing Yirong, and even now that Yueyue is in danger, he has never spoken. Jing Yirong actually understands that Nalan Zhenqi has always avoided pulling the red thread that ties his heart.
He cautiously likes Yueya, and carefully saves Yueya without hurting himself. He had to make Yueya angry several times because of himself.
The coldness between Jing Yirong's brows gradually faded away, and the layer of frost on her body gradually disappeared. Jing Yirong looked at Shangguan Xi calmly, "Let her go, and I'll give you the Yumo Sword."
Nalan Zhenqi was stunned and looked at Jing Yirong in disbelief. Even Yue Ya, who was caught, only had shock in his pupils.
"Are you serious about what you say?" Shangguan Xi said cautiously, "I have long heard that the more ruthless a person is, the more likely they are to break their promises. Do you think I will believe you easily?"
"What do you want me to do?" Jing Yirong followed Shangguan Xi.
Shangguan Xi threw a pill at Jing Yirong, then looked at Nalan Qingyi, "Give it to him to take." Jing Yirong, I can rest assured that I don't care if it belongs to me. Although I have made swords and loved swords all my life, I never snatched them if they didn't belong to me.
My sword, now I only lend it to you, Yumo Sword, not to prevent you from regretting it, but to give me a guarantee. When Nalan Qingyi takes this medicine, when I return Yumo Sword, I will give him the antidote.
time."
Nalan Qingyi walked towards Jing Yirong with a smile. He trusted Jing Yirong so he didn't mind taking any poison for her.
Jing Yirong ignored Nalan Qingyi's approach and swallowed the medicine into her stomach.
"Master." "Clothes and appearance." Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Qingyi said in surprise.