Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

Jinglan watched Pei Wu carrying Song Qiao towards Meng Lingyu, taking two steps forward, as if he wanted to stop him. But the next second, she looked at the sword in her hand. As if she was burned, she dropped the Star Chaser Sword.

The Star-Chasing Sword let out a mournful cry. It had hurt Nu Jiang once, and this time, it hurt Song Qiao again in Jinglan's hands.

No, it's not just an injury, Song Qiao's condition is very bad.

As a swordsman, Jinglan threw away her sword, as if it was not her natal sword, but something that could hurt her at any time.

Song Qiao came to Meng Lingyu, she helped him up, and the two leaned on each other, "Qiao Qiao... don't..." Meng Lingyu grabbed Song Qiao's hand and murmured.

Song Qiao's forehead touched hers, "Lingyu... you will never feel pain again..."

"It won't hurt anymore..."

How could she not know? She knew Meng Lingyu's pain and suffering day and night better than anyone else. Why has she never been able to become the true God of Cause and Effect? ​​Because of her twisted body, she forced herself to search for Song Qiao's 3982 reincarnations. Because of the countless lines of cause and effect, and because her obsession is too deep.

Song Qiao is the source of Meng Lingyu's pain.

The causal line between her and Meng Lingyu hindered Meng Lingyu's development, distorted Meng Lingyu's soul, and prevented her from being freed.

Who did she have to blame Meng Lingyu for being too crazy? Who did she have to hate Meng Lingyu for killing Gu Mingjun?

Song Qiao kissed Meng Lingyu's forehead, "Don't be afraid..."

There was a ring in the hands of Meng Lingyu and Song Qiao, which made their palms ache.

Song Qiao's body gradually began to break down. She turned to look at Pei Wu, her eyes full of apology, "I'm sorry, Wu, I'm going to break the appointment."

Pei Wu was much calmer than she thought, and she didn't even shed tears. "It doesn't matter, we won't be separated."

The collapse of her body was unstoppable, not only because of Jinglan's heart-piercing sword, but also because she was already seriously injured and had not recovered. In addition, the previous battle had all forcefully consumed her essence, so she couldn't hold on for long.

Until his body completely dissipated, Song Qiao's soul was still half-floating in the air. An invisible thread of cause and effect connected her with Meng Lingyu. Meng Lingyu's hand holding the ring tightly grasped the thread.

She had already burst into tears, but she gritted her teeth and said, "No, I won't let go, Song Qiao, don't even think about leaving me!"

The thread of cause and effect tightened, and Song Qiao's soul showed a trace of compassion and intolerance.

The next second, because it could no longer bear the pull of life and death, the thread was completely broken.

"No!!" Meng Lingyu shouted. Song Qiao's soul dispersed and turned into fragments. It circled around Jinglan and entered Pei Wu's body with Lu Ying's fragment.

At the same time that Song Qiao died, the twisting power in Meng Lingyu gradually disappeared. The madness deep in her eyes was no longer there, replaced by desperate grief.

In Xuantian Sect, crimson flowers suddenly bloomed all over the sky. They were very beautiful, swaying in the wind, and had a faint fragrance.

And on a small mountain peak not far from the square, Xie Yuzhou stood there, with a crystal teardrop on her chin. She looked at the flowers all over the mountain and murmured softly: "Have a good rest, I know, you are suffering too much, don't come back too soon." , but don’t… really not come back…”

"Jinglan!" Yu Zhi exclaimed.

Everyone turned around and saw that Jinglan's hair had suddenly turned white.

Against the backdrop of the fiery red wedding dress, that white hair was particularly dazzling.

She raised her feet and walked slowly to Yun Shang. Yun Shang raised her head and was about to say something, but was shocked by the deathly silence in Jinglan's eyes. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

It was truly dead silence and ruthlessness, like thousands of years of ice condensed in those eyes.

No love, no hate, no pity, no hope.

Jinglan's fingertips passed by, and the invisible sword light annihilated Yun Shang's vitality, killing her in just an instant.

That kind of power has long surpassed the Immortal Lord and entered a new level.

When Yuzhi saw Jinglan's behavior, his heart skipped a beat, "Holy Lord..."

Not only Yu Zhi saw it, but everyone saw that Jinglan was already a god at this time.

From now on, she can no longer be called Jinglan Immortal Lord, but should change her name to Jinglan Divine Lord.

But why didn't Heaven send down the auspicious clouds? Why didn't everyone feel the suppression of the god? If Jinglan hadn't killed Yun Shang, they wouldn't even have noticed.

And Jinglan showed no mercy and silently killed Yun Shang, which was even more shocking.

Especially the people of Xuantian Sect, they knew the relationship between Yun Shang and Jinglan. Before, they never imagined that Jinglan would be so ruthless.

ruthless……

ruthless!

Isn't her ruthlessness broken?

"Killing your wife is the right way, so cruel." An elder of the Immortal Sect couldn't help but sigh. The next second, he turned into ashes and was annihilated.

It was Jinglan who took action again.

Her ruthlessness shocked everyone again, and for a while, needles could be heard in the square.

Jinglan picked up the Star Chaser Sword expressionlessly and wiped off the blood on it. The blood condensed into a crimson bead on her fingertips. She made it into a bracelet in the blink of an eye and put it on her wrist.

Then, she threw the Star Chaser Sword into the distance.

She couldn't destroy her natal sword, but she also didn't want to see it again.

Snow suddenly fell in the sky, and Xuantian Sect's sect-protecting formation was opened. People from Xizhou immediately left this place of right and wrong, and gradually, people who were not members of the sect left one after another.

Yaochi and Lucifer had already gone to the Void Battle, and Yun Zhongjun and Jin Chanzi also disappeared together. As early as the moment the sect-protecting formation was opened, Xuanyuan Lang ran away with his two sons. He was very afraid of Queen Jinglan Qiu settling the score. After all, The other party’s wife is dead.

Xihe did not leave. She looked at Jinglan with a sad look. This time, her second sister was not dead, but it was better to die.

The snow was falling, and Meng Lingyu knelt on the ground for a long time. She looked at the ring in her palm that she had made by herself. She might never be able to put it on Song Qiao.

She looked up at the sky, snowflakes fell on her face, cold, and her vision was a little blurry.

"Song Qiao, it's snowing, I'm so cold..."

"Can you give me a hug... give me a hug... I won't feel cold anymore..."

Her voice was so desperate and sad that it was almost unbearable to listen to it.

Pei Wu couldn't bear the pain of losing Song Qiao anymore, and he fainted weakly.

The space fluctuated, a small crack opened, and a baby girl carved from pink and jade crawled out.

Her face was round, her hair was tied up in a small knot, and her big eyes were filled with tears. She crawled very slowly, as if she was very afraid of the unfamiliar environment.

She crawled in front of Meng Lingyu, as if she was looking for something.

Not finding that familiar figure, she couldn't help being afraid anymore and cried loudly.

"Mom...Mom...oooooo...Mom...Mom..."

The baby girl's cries were mixed with jerky calls. She finally learned how to say those two words, but Song Qiao could no longer hear them.

Xie Yuzhou walked over through the wind and snow, leaned over and held Baby Jiang in his arms.

The moment he raised his head, he met Jinglan's eyes.

She didn't see any emotional fluctuations in those eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. For the first time, she began to doubt whether Song Qiao's decision was right or wrong.

Jinglan came over, picked up Pei Wu in his arms, then turned and left.

She neither cared about Meng Lingyu nor Jiang Baobao, as if they were strangers and not worthy of her attention.