Quickly wear the goddess Su Zhatian

Chapter 653 Sword Cultivator's Wife Is Of course A Sword
In the plum blossom forest, the scene of confrontation is still going on.

Perhaps Ah Li's pale complexion pleased him, so King Jing chuckled, "I didn't do anything about Ah Yuan's death, if you think my indifference can kill Ah Yuan, then it's okay to regard me as the murderer." , but Ah Li, can you pick yourself clean again?"

Yes, she obviously has a lot of opportunities to speak clearly, she can stop Ah Yuan when he is getting married, and it is fine if she does not want to marry King Jing, but she has never tried to ask King Jing to explain her thoughts clearly .

To put it bluntly, no matter whether Ah Yuan really liked King Jing or not, she sacrificed herself for A Li's so-called dream of a free and easy sword fairy.

A Li knew that she had no position to question King Jing emotionally, but she still did not believe that A Yuan would die so easily.

A Li's voice trembled, "A Lin said, when my sister was dying, she refused to let him pass on the news to me. I was obviously her closest person, but she didn't even want to let me know when she died. King Jing, What happened to your sister at that time? No matter whether she is the person you like or not, she is still your wife. Did you protect her...uh!"

A Li, who was suddenly strangled by the neck, cried out in pain. She looked at the man approaching in disbelief, and felt a more serious sense of near-death than when she was attacked by a ghost before.

As if the nobleman's skin had been taken off, the madness in King Jing's eyes was like a beast released from a cage. His eyes were too cold, as if he hurt others, he could also hurt himself.

"How do you know I didn't protect her? I would even give her my life."

A Li thought that she had known King Jing for many years, and they had been together for a few months on the snow mountain, but now, A Li found that King Jing in front of her was no longer the shadow of the prince back then.

But after a while, King Jing let go of his hand, and he returned to his usual deserted appearance, as if the loss of control just now was just an illusion of others.

"It's getting late, go back and have a good rest." King Jing left a sentence indifferently, turned and left.

A Li stood there for a long time with a complex expression, and when the night became colder, she left slowly with inconvenient legs and feet.

Wuyu came out from behind the tree, he didn't have any thoughts about what he saw before.

Ning Ning muttered, "What a complicated and confusing triangle relationship."

"Triangle relation?"

"It's the relationship between you liking me, I liking him, and he liking her."

Wuyu suddenly realized, "It's like I like Her Highness the Princess, and Her Highness likes Changfeng, but Changfeng likes buns."

Hey!
Don't just assume that Changfeng likes steamed stuffed buns!
Ning Ning was silent for a while, "Wuyu, I am a sword."

"Ah."

"You can't like me, you should like pretty girls who are about your age."

"I do not like."

"Think about it, girls are fragrant and soft, their voices are sweet, and they speak nicely..."

"Does Her Royal Highness dislike my body being too hard?"

The sudden question made Ningning stunned for a moment, "I don't have such an idea."

"Then Her Royal Highness dislikes my voice for not being sweet?"

"This, it's not..."

"So Her Royal Highness dislikes me for speaking badly."

"no……"

"Doesn't Her Royal Highness like me?"

The inexplicable straight ball made Ning Ning speechless for a while. After a long time, she found her voice, "You are human, I am..."

"His Royal Highness once said that some people like steamed stuffed buns, others like deep-fried dough sticks, regardless of high or low. Why can't Her Royal Highness like my deep-fried dough sticks?"

Ning Ning: "..."

Forget it, she is tired, the world will be destroyed.

(End of this chapter)