(Douluo) Li Qingyao

"Qingyao, hurry up, follow me."

Just after drying the letter and putting it in the letter bag, Tang San hurriedly walked in and dragged Qingyao away.

"What's the matter? You're in a hurry. Let me pack my luggage and we'll leave." Qingyao quickly picked up something to cover the letter.

"It's too late, we have to leave immediately."

Taking out the things he had been hiding, and taking Qingyao's sword with him, Tang San was so anxious that he just wanted to take Qingyao and escape.

I don’t know who reported his theft of Xuantian Baolu to the headmaster, and now both the elders and the headmaster are trying to catch him.

If he was alone, he could just die to apologize and return the treasure, but he had Qingyao, and he couldn't let anything happen to Qingyao.

Just then Qingyao felt nauseated so badly that he was about to check Qingyao's pulse when the elders and the head of the family summoned her. He didn't want to keep them waiting so he left. He wanted to come back and have a look, but now he didn't have that time.

The two of them were blocked after just taking a few steps. The inner disciples lined up to form a formation, and the outer disciples also lined up outside the formation.

Tang San, the same sect, couldn't bear to kill them, so he found a way to wrap his arms around Qingyao's waist, and used ghost shadows to leave all the disciples behind.

Tang San didn't say anything, just pulled Qingyao and ran away.

When we ran halfway down the mountain, red smoke rose from inside Tangmen.

This meant that an enemy was attacking and sending out a distress signal. When Tang San saw it, he stopped and stopped running.

"Come on, don't you want to leave quickly?" Qingyao shook his arm, frowning and feeling particularly uncomfortable.

My heart beats very fast, and I always feel like something bad is happening.

Tang San didn't answer, just pointed blankly at the red smoke.

"Let's leave it alone. They want to kill you. Why do you need to save them? Is it just because you, as an outer disciple, have learned the secrets of the inner sect? Leave them alone."

Feeling panicked, Qingyao secretly sighed, "Oh no."

How did Qingyao know that he ran away this time because he had learned Xuantian Baolu? He didn't tell her why he ran away. Could it be that Tang San's whole body was stiff, and his heart seemed to be hollowed out.

"Princess, the head of the Tang Clan refused to recruit people, and the plan has been advanced." A dead man appeared at an untimely manner.

"Princess?" Tang San raised his head and looked directly into Qingyao's eyes.

The emotions revealed in it were so complicated that she didn't have the courage to respond.

"why!"

"I, I was ordered by my father to clean up the forces in the world. You happened to save me when I was being hunted that day. Seeing that your surname is Tang, I wanted to follow suit." Qingyao lowered her head and did not dare to look at him.

"Go with the flow? Can your relationship go with the flow? Is marrying me the inevitable trend?"

Letting go of the hand he was holding, Tang San had already lost the strength to hold on tightly.

She reached out to hold Tang San's hand back, but she found that she was deeply powerless.

They were on opposite sides from the beginning. Maybe they were wrong at the beginning and it was right to be cold-hearted.

"Yes, for the throne, I can sacrifice everything, including love and marriage."

With a sneer, Tang San felt that his heart was cold to the core, and said coldly: "Your Highness the Princess is really amazing. You can sacrifice so much for the throne. It's such a huge ambition."

"Tang will not accompany me any longer and will take the first step."

"No!" His pupils tightened and he nervously hugged Tang San, who had his back turned to her. Qingyao didn't allow him to just leave like that.

"You promised me that no matter what I do wrong in the future, you will not be angry."

Tang San shook his head lonely and opened the hands holding his waist.

"I'm not angry with you, I just don't have the big heart to forgive you. I have lived in the Tang Sect for more than 20 years and secretly learning the secrets of the inner sect is against the rules of the sect. It is even more impossible to leave the Tang Sect when there is trouble."

"There must be a lot of soldiers from the imperial court on the mountain now. You are just going back to die. Do you want to go against the imperial court?" Qingyao put the sword on Tang San's neck. If he walked any further, his neck would be scratched by the sword blade.

"Come back with me, you will be my only consort in this life." Don't leave, don't leave.

Tang San said nothing and used his inner strength to run further.

"Princess, we are now." Seeing that the situation was wrong, the dead man wanted to retreat slowly.

Now?

There was a chill in his eyes, and there was endless karma in his heart.

He turned around and used his sword energy to kill the dead man, and used his internal strength to make the ghost disappear and disappear.

Both sides lost a lot of people. Of those lying on the ground, more people from the Tang Sect fell.

After a few breaths of rest, he killed several inner disciples with his sword in hand, and with an incredulous look in his eyes, he killed the last elder of the Tang Sect.

The various techniques recorded in Xuantian Baolu are so superb that they have harvested the lives of many people with surprised and desperate eyes.

Ten meters away is where Tang San is. Such talents cannot be used by me, so death is the only way.

Tang San used a hidden weapon to resist Qing Yao's attack. He took advantage of his gap and swung his sword towards him, and used Ghost Shadow to dodge. The opponent also used the same trick to approach and threw two flying knives at the blind corner.

I didn't expect Qingyao to be so smart. Not only did he learn Xuantian Baolu, but he also had such a level of swordsmanship and swordsmanship. It seemed that he, Tang San, really had no face to face the Tang clan again, and he no longer showed mercy in his hands.

When two parties fight, there is always a winner or loser.

Both of them had wounds on their bodies, and blood was flowing continuously. Tang San took a long breath, and Qingyao even covered her right shoulder and shook her head to get rid of the nausea that kept rising in her throat.

While still drawing the sword, his vision went dark and his body went limp. Tang San pressed a poisoned hidden weapon to his throat, and he held him in his arms and flew to a high place.

"Stop." Tang San shouted with his inner strength, and there was no sound of fighting in the entire mountain.

"Retreat, or I'll kill her right away." He advanced the hidden weapon further, and the sharp edge of the hidden weapon was about to scratch Qingyao's skin.

The soldiers dare not disobey her. Her Royal Highness the Princess has a noble status, and they cannot bear the responsibility if something happens.

"No uh" No retreat, she wanted to say, but Tang San tapped her dumb point.

"Retreat quickly, quickly, quickly." The general was still hesitating on what to do. If the princess really retreated, she would definitely kill him if she turned back. Fortunately, there was yellow smoke in the air, which meant retreat.

But what should the princess do? Regardless of anything else, the soldiers quickly went down the mountain.

Realizing that the person was really gone, Tang San couldn't hold on and half-knelt on the ground, not forgetting the hidden weapon that threatened Qingyao in his hand. Qingyao was also dragged to the ground limply.

But the matter was not over yet. The second elder and the leader quickly came towards his position, and supported Qingyao, who used up her last bit of internal strength to reach Gui Jianchou halfway up the mountain.

"Tang San, you not only stole the Xuantian Baolu, the secret knowledge of the inner sect, but you also colluded with the imperial court to destroy our Tang sect. You are so cruel." The second elder pointed at them and became furious.

This battle resulted in more than half the casualties, and only a handful of people survived. Even several direct disciples died. This debt was to be recovered from Tang San and that woman.

"I stole Xuantian Baolu. I admit that the imperial court attacked the mountain gate. Although I didn't know about it beforehand, Qingyao is my wife. I am willing to bear the responsibility." Tang San put down the half-awake Qingyao and knelt down. Admit your mistake.

"You bear it? That's such a big statement. So many people in the Tang Sect have died, how much can you bear alone?" The second elder began to accumulate internal strength.

"Tang San knows that one person's life cannot be worth so many people, so he is willing to return his secret knowledge and give it to the Buddha's Furious Tang Lotus. I will try my best to draw a detailed installation catalog of the hidden weapons." Tang San handed over the Xuantian Treasure Record and the Buddha's Furious Tang Lotus. Head.

Buddha is angry with Tanglian? The elders were shocked. It turned out to be the number one Buddha's Angry Tang Lotus. No one had made it for hundreds of years. There was also a detailed installation catalog. As long as it was installed according to the catalog, the lost hidden weapon could be successfully created.

"I, Tang San, know that as a disciple, I made a mistake by stealing secret knowledge and leaking the sect's secret knowledge. I am sorry for the Tang Sect. As a husband, I betrayed my wife. I am sorry for my wife, but she is my wife. I will protect her both emotionally and rationally." she."

"I, Tang San, am willing to use up all my energy and fall into this endless cliff. I only hope to spare my wife Li Qingyao's life and relieve the anger of those who were killed and injured."

After that, he dispersed his inner strength and jumped into the cliff with no edge in sight.

"Tang San" Qingyao raised her hands weakly and could only make a sound of breath, "Don't jump."

"It's my love, my concubine. If you kill my disciple, I will be merciful and send you to the underground to be a loving ghost couple."

Qingyao was pushed into the cliff by internal force and fell into Tang San's arms.

"May I live in the next life."

"I wish you the next life." The hurricane blew away the tears from the corners of Tang San's eyes.

Sliding through Qingyao's pulse, she sighed helplessly.