Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

Joy begets sorrow.

Seeing Shangguan Zijin's provocative eyebrow raising expression, Su Xuanling thought of this word for no reason.

But with this situation, no matter how sad it is, how sad can it be?

Su Xuanling's inner struggle was like a fish that kept flopping, like it was constantly begging. There was an expectation called "what if" and a premonition of "possibility".

But this slightly ignited flame was extinguished by the facts and rationality he saw with his own eyes, and then frequently ignited again like an immortal Xiao Qiang.

So... the cycle goes on and on, birth and death.

He saw Zhou Jiangyan doting and letting Shangguan Zijin play around, and his deep eyes seemed to be filled with him.

This was the first time Su Xuanling saw Zhou Jiangyan smile like this - charming and dangerous.

He shifted his gaze to the battlefield and looked up at An Zhiyue. He and his eyes converged on that point across the image.

An Zhiyue is Nie Changqing's eldest disciple. He has followed Nie Changqing for more than ten years. He has also watched An Zhiyue as a child from childhood to adulthood.

She is very hard-working and does not listen to what is happening outside the window. She only focuses on practicing. This makes her social circle very small and her bonds not deep.

But this is different for Nie Changqing. This child has accompanied her through every journey. Although taciturn, her presence is like sunshine, easy to ignore, but omnipresent and inseparable.

Besides, who can suddenly adapt to the departure of something that has been with them for ten years? Good or bad, you will not get used to it.

If An Zhiyue leaves... the long relationship will really collapse...

Su Xuanling pursed his lips. He didn't figure out what Zhou Jiangyan meant, so he simply put it aside for the time being, and then thought about more realistic issues.

Shangguan Zijin had always believed in Zhou Jiangyan's words. He directly sent two high-level magic envoys, one to attack by force and the other by sneak attack.

Seeing the smile on Zhou Jiangyan's lips getting thicker, Shangguan Zijin directly raised his hand to enlarge the image. In the middle of the large image, An Zhiyue was retreating steadily, and was stabbed unexpectedly.

An Zhiyue was stabbed back and forth several times. Finally, she couldn't hold it in anymore and a mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth. With unwillingness in his eyes and a trace of tears in his eyes, he fell down.

An Zhiyue is dead.

Shangguan Zijin raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at Zhou Jiangyan with a pair of upturned eyes: "Huh? What's the surprise? She's dead."

The weirdness in Zhou Jiangyan's eyes was no longer concealed, he just looked at Shangguan Zijin, his tone was as gentle as if he was drowning.

"Surprise, behind you, go and see."

Shangguan Zijin noticed something was wrong, but his trust in Zhou Jiangyan was deeply rooted. Despite his doubts, he turned around without hesitation——

A sword.

The whole body of the sword was pitch black, but you could only vaguely see it. There were two deep red blood grooves on the sword.

The entire sword exudes an evil aura, as if just one look at it will infect the brain with the negative emotions in the sword, and then turn it into a madman controlled by it.

The sword surrounded by demonic energy penetrated straight through Shangguan Zijin's Adam's apple. The tip of the dark sword that penetrated was not even an inch away from Zhou Jiangyan's eyes.

His neck was directly stabbed horizontally, and Shangguan Zijin had no chance of survival.

The owner of the sword took out the sword with confidence, and Shangguan Zijin, who lost the strength to support himself, fell into Zhou Jiangyan's arms with the inertia and gravity.

If it had been anyone else, he would have died in such a short time. But Shangguan Zijin is different. He is a demon king, and his vitality cannot be judged by common sense.

Although he will still die soon, he won't die that quickly.

In the last few seconds of his life, Shangguan Zijin saw Zhou Jiangyan's warm smile as always, and felt his warm embrace... and his soft voice.

"Zijin, are you satisfied with this surprise?"