Nalan Zhenqi looked at Nalan in disbelief and said to her heart, "Sister Huang, what did you say? What did you say happened to Sister Xiao Yan and the tenth brother?"
"I don't know the specific situation. I only heard that a woman died. The tenth brother was poisoned and will never wake up like a living dead." Nalan Xinyu grabbed Nalan Zhenqi's arm. "Zhen Qi, we are the ones who really care about you. Why do you torture yourself so much for Jing Yirong? Do you still believe that Jing Yirong will protect you?"
Nalan Zhenqi only felt that his thoughts were in chaos. His eyes fell on Jing Yirong, who was still fighting in the crowd. But the voice of Nalan's heartfelt words just now echoed in his mind. Sister Xiao Yan was dead. The tenth brother was poisoned. .Why. Why is this happening? Didn’t she say that she would protect any of them from any harm?
She killed Yue Ya. He hated her but knew that he could not kill her. He returned to the palace with injuries all over his body. He left everyone behind and returned to the palace because he believed that she could protect them from harm. But what's going on now? Why did she let everyone around her get hurt one by one?
Even though Jing Yirong was surrounded by guards, he was still not injured at all. However, Yu Yingxuan's injuries became more and more serious. Finally, Jing Yirong simply snatched the knife from Yu Yingxuan's hand and gently turned sideways to avoid the guards next to him. The spear was stabbed lightly at Yu Yingxuan's vital part. Even if Yu Yingxuan had nine lives, he probably wouldn't survive this blow.
"No." Nalan Xinyu shouted nervously as she looked at the dangerous scene in front of her.
Nalan Zhenqi frowned. He jumped up and fell into the crowd. He stood in front of Yu Yingxuan with a serious look on his face, and faced the stabbing knife head-on.
Jing Yirong did not expect that Nalan Zhenqi would appear. She thought that he would fight against her to save Nalan Xinyu. But she did not expect that she would appear for Yu Yingxuan. The knife she stabbed with murderous intent was used He exerted eight levels of strength, but Nalan Zhenqi remained motionless even though he felt the murderous intent in the knife getting closer.
Jing Yirong's hand holding the handle of the knife gradually tightened, and the anger in his eyes gradually increased. Both of them seemed to be testing something. Just when the knife was about to touch Nalan Zhenqi, Jing Yirong gave up. .Perhaps she lost her ability to win a long time ago.
The blade of the blade deviated in front of Nalan Zhenqi. The huge airflow also changed direction with the deviation of the blade. Jing Yirong let go of his hand. The blade flew off the string like an arrow towards the rockery behind Nalan Zhenqi. There was a roar. .The entire rockery was shattered to pieces.
The guards on the side were stunned. It was hard to imagine that if this knife really hit General Yu, General Yu would die on the spot.
Nalan Zhenqi's hair was still raised by the air current on the blade. Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhenqi with a chill. "You are looking for death."
"What happened to Sister Xiao Yan and Zhi Jin?" Nalan Zhenqi looked at Jing Yirong. He didn't seem to care at all about the thrilling scene just now.
Jing Yirong was startled. A guilty conscience flashed in his eyes. He avoided Nalan Zhenqi's question with a flickering gaze.
Jing Yirong's attitude made Nalan Zhenqi's heart sink again. "Tell me what happened to them. I want to know the truth. Maybe you still feel guilty."
"Since you ask, it means you already know. Why do you need to ask again if you continue to know things you already know?" Jing Yirong was surprised that Nalan Zhenqi knew about these things. At this moment, she knew Nalan Zhen Qi really will never forgive himself. The gap between them will never disappear again.
Nalan Zhenqi looked at Jing Yirong in pain. "Why. Why is this happening? Why didn't you protect them? Why."
Facing Nalan Zhenqi's painful questioning, Jing Yirong was speechless.
"You can kill Yue Ya without giving me a single explanation. Are you still unwilling to give me any explanation about the matter of Sister Xiao Yan and Tenth Brother?" Nalan Zhenqi's voice was low. "Do you think You gave me too much happiness, so I want to take it back a little bit. If this is really the case, why did you treat me well in the first place?"
Jing Yirong remained silent. There were too many things that she could not tell Nalan Zhenqi. Xiao Yan left because of her amnesia. Zhi Jin fell asleep because of her carelessness. These explanations can only be regarded as excuses after all. .
"Why don't you speak? Why?" Nalan Zhenqi felt as if his heart was being whipped by a whip dipped in salt water. "Don't you have a reason every time you hurt others? What did I do wrong that you want to be so right? I."
Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhenqi and wished he could hug Nalan Zhenqi now. Just like a master should really do to comfort him. He didn't want him to be hurt, but in the end it hurt him the most. For the first time, Jing Yirong felt There is nothing I can do. It seems that no matter what I do or say now, everything is wrong. As long as I move, I can cause pain to Nalan Zhenqi, who is standing in front of me and has grown into a man.
Nalan Zhenqi, you will never know how important you are to me. You will also never know that seeing your pain will make me helpless.
Nalan Zhenqi couldn't wait for a long time to say a word from Jing Yirong. Finally he sighed helplessly. "You go."
"I'm here to kill Nalan Xinyu and Yu Yingxuan. I won't leave until they are dead." Jing Yirong said calmly.
Nalan Zhenqi showed a hint of ridicule. "Do you think I will let you hurt them again? I will not let you hurt anyone around me again."
"You want to make me your enemy."
"We were enemies from the moment Yue Ya died." Nalan Zhenqi tried his best to suppress the pain in his heart. "Maybe you think we can go back to the past."
Jing Yirong sneered. "Go back. How to go back. Nalan Zhenqi, I knew when you threw the jade piece to me and left that you would no longer be my disciple. Since you want to help them become my enemy now, I Accept it. If you can stop me from killing them with your own ability, then you can try it."
As soon as Jing Yirong finished speaking, he attacked Yu Yingqi behind Nalan Zhenqi. Nalan Zhenqi hurriedly moved to block him. Jing Yirong smiled coldly and started fighting with Nalan Zhenqi. After a few moves, he was defeated. Lan Zhenqi couldn't stop Jing Yirong at all. Jing Yirong effortlessly bypassed Nalan Zhenqi and slapped Yu Yingxuan.
Yu Yingxuan took several steps back. Blood continued to spit out from his mouth. Nalan Zhenqi quickly stopped his moves and supported Yu Yingxuan. "How are you?"
"I'm fine." Yu Yingxuan said, stroking his chest. But anyone with eyes could tell at a glance that Yu Yingxuan was just trying to hold on. Jing Yirong's palm hurt him badly.
"Nalan Zhenqi, do you think you can stop me?" Jing Yirong said coldly. "Your martial arts has really declined a lot."
Nalan Zhenqi looked at Jing Yirong angrily. "Why. Why on earth did you want to kill them."
"They will die if they offend me." Jing Yirong pointed at Nalan Xinyu. "Especially this woman. She will definitely die today."
"You." Nalan Zhenqi looked at Jing Yirong. He could no longer tell whether his emotions were more resentful or more hateful. "Xinyu is my imperial sister. She is my relative. In our bodies She's bleeding the same way. If you hurt her, you hurt me."
"They bleed the same." Jing Yirong's tone was a bit mocking but she didn't say much. "I'll tell you one last time. I will decide their fate today."
"Your decision will never change because of anyone. Not before or now. You are still the same but I am different. I used to be obedient to you, but now I can ignore everything." Lan Zhenqi seemed to be able to hear the sound of his own heart breaking. "You have long ago not cared about my feelings. Why should I remember the happiness I once had? I will try my best this time."
Nalan Zhenqi picked up the knife dropped by the guard on the ground. "I will never be soft again."
"I can't get what I asked for." Jing Yirong tried her best to hide the dull pain in her heart and attacked Yu Yingxuan again.
This time, Nalan Zhenqi did not show any mercy as he said. He used all his strength in every blow. His martial arts had indeed improved a lot. There were some moves that Jing Yirong had never seen before.
"Then you kill me first. Kill me and then kill the imperial sister and Yu Yingxuan." Nalan Zhenqi's eyes were firm.
Jing Yirong was stunned for a moment and the moves in his hand became even more cruel. But every time when he hurt Nalan Zhenqi, he couldn't help but retract his hand. Nalan Zhenqi saw Jing Yirong's several moves in his eyes and felt in his heart The hole is getting bigger and bigger. Why do you want to give him hope when you clearly don’t care about him?
In a group of people, Zhou Xuan and Yu Yingxuan's bodies were getting weaker and weaker. Nalan Xinyu watched from the side and felt anxious. Probably everyone could see that Jing Yirong was soft on Nalan Zhenqi. He let go several times. But even she who doesn't understand martial arts can see it so clearly.
This was her weakness. Nalan Xinyu had a plan in mind. He pulled out the knife on the guard beside him and charged towards the crowd. "Get out of the way."
Jing Yirong saw Nalan Xinyu from a distance. She originally thought her knife was stabbing her, so she didn't pay attention. But she clearly saw the knife stabbing Nalan Zhenqi. Nalan Zhenqi didn't know it at all. Still fighting with himself, Jing Yirong's heart tightened as he flashed the knife stabbed by Nalan Zhenqi. He moved to Nalan Zhenqi's side and stretched out his arm to pull Nalan Zhenqi's waist, making Nalan Zhenqi avoid it. He was stabbed by Nalan Xinyu. However, his arm was completely penetrated by Nalan Xinyu's knife.
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in surprise. Even Nalan Zhenhai, who had just arrived under the protection of a group of guards, stopped because of this.
Jing Yirong looked angrily at Nalan Xinyu. Yu Yingxuan took advantage of the moment when everyone was stunned and raised ten levels of internal energy to attack Jing Yirong.
Nalan Zhenqi on the side saw this and instinctively stepped forward to receive Yu Yingxuan's palm for Jing Yirong. Yu Yingxuan's palm contained some fear of death, so in addition to the tenth level of skills, he also had some The desperate feeling.
Nalan Zhenqi blocked Yu Yingxuan's palm. Although he used seven levels of force, his chest was still injured. His whole body took a few steps back. Blood overflowed from the corners of his lips.
Yu Yingxuan used too much power and couldn't help but fell to the ground.
The group of people were again surprised by the scene in front of them. Jing Yirong frowned and struck Nalan Xinyu out with the palm of his hand. He pulled out the knife that penetrated his arm. He walked over to the scene regardless of the bleeding arm. In front of Nalan Zhenqi. "How are you?"
"I'm fine." Nalan Zhenqi shook his head. He lowered his head and tore off the corner of his own clothes and bandaged Jing Yirong's wound. "You're injured. You can obviously ignore it."
"I didn't want to care about it. I'm just used to it." Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhenqi. "What about you? Why are you meddling in your own business? I can still take that slap."
"I didn't think about meddling too much. It was just instinct." Nalan Zhenqi lowered his head.
One is used to protecting her, and the other instinctively prevents her from getting hurt. Even though there are scars in their hearts, there are still too many emotions that cannot be forgotten.