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"Auntie..."

Zhong Liqing murmured sadly, but the woman who made her dream about her dreams couldn't respond to her, she fainted unconsciously in another person's arms. In the days when they were separated, what happened to the other party.

Thinking of this, Zhong Liqing's complexion became gloomy again, suppressing her anger and glaring at Jiang Lingrao who was holding her.

The latter looked at her without hesitation, facing each other tit for tat, as if a spark was ignited with the meeting of eyes.

"You are... that child?" Jiang Lingrao stared at Zhong Liqing's face which was somewhat similar to his own and Jiang Lingxian's, his expression suddenly changed, there was surprise, there was also worry, and more of it was undisguised anger , "Why are you here? Stop!"

Seeing Zhong Liqing approaching the two without paying attention, Jiang Lingrao's eyes suddenly turned cold, he raised his finger to Zhong Liqing, and raised his hand to send out a wave of spiritual power, which roared towards them with the momentum of thunder.

The attack was fierce, and the strong waves blew, and before they reached their eyes, dust and sand filled the sky, and their hair danced wildly.

Zhong Liqing squinted her eyes and was ready to teleport - this attack is menacing, although it does not have any murderous intent, but if it is hit, it may cause serious injury even if it does not die, not to mention taking A Niang away, even keeping A Niang away. barely awake.

Heh, there is no need to recognize this aunt who has never met before.

The attack was close to her, and when it was about to hit her, it was scattered by a spiritual force that came later.

Zhong Liqing turned her head immediately, only to see Jun Moci walking in from the outside like a leisurely stroll in the garden, blocking the attack for her without leaking water, but his face was as cold as ice, and he didn't give her half a look, as if angry She acted without authorization—but Shi Shiran walked up to her, met Jiang Lingrao's stern gaze, and said indifferently: "The patriarch of the majestic Jiang clan, why make things difficult for a junior."

"Girl of the Concubine Clan, don't meddle in our Jiang Clan's housework—it's really audacious for you to trespass on the forbidden area. If you don't teach me a lesson, don't you want to bully my Jiang Clan to have no one?" Although Jiang Lingrao said coldly , but the hand holding Jiang Lingxian was tightened, with the intention of retreating.

One is that she has a ghost in her heart, she doesn't know how much Zhong Liqing has watched her just now, and she has leaked the secret that has been hidden in her heart for a long time, and she is very afraid of teaching her to Jiang Lingxian; She couldn't see through it even if she was taught, and she felt invincible... All kinds of weird embarrassments, taught her to think it's better not to be head-on.

Jiang Lingrao was thinking about how to drive the two of them away, but saw Zhong Liqing approaching her again, to be precise, it was Jiang Lingxian who went straight to her arms—her heart tightened, and all those worries and plans were thrown away immediately. On the other side, like a lioness whose territory has been violated, she swung a blow at Zhong Liqing's feet furiously, stopping her from approaching: "Don't come here!"

Glancing at the shocking marks on the ground in front of his feet, Zhong Liqing paused, but his expression remained unwavering.

"I want to take Auntie away, whoever wants to stop me—gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas!" She summoned the Cunxin Sword, pointing straight ahead, her eyes were clear and compelling, as if two clusters were burning. The black flame climbed up from her body with a momentum as heavy as a thousand weights, which made people feel unstoppable.

"Take my sister away...unless I die." Jiang Lingrao was intimidated by her aura, fell silent for a moment, and then replied decisively—and what followed was an extremely fierce attack.

"Bam—"

Two glaring spiritual forces, one red and one white, collided, and under the collision, a loud noise swayed in the empty cell along with the ups and downs of energy, and Zhong Liqing involuntarily took half a step back.

The back of her waist warmed up, but Jun Moci stretched out his arm to stop her, and when she stabilized, he withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened—still without looking at her.

Biting her lip, Zhong Liqing took a deep look at her, and seeing that she still didn't respond to her, she sighed, stopped being entangled with it, and turned her head to continue confronting Jiang Lingrao.

"Girl of the concubine family, do you really want to fight against me?" Having been blocked by Jun Moci twice in a row, Jiang Lingrao could also see that she was determined to protect Zhong Liqing, the anger in her eyes was gone, but her voice was not. It was already freezing cold—— he glanced at the woman in his arms with nostalgia, and then gently put her down.

Jiang Lingxian took a few steps forward, and the palms of both hands began to accumulate spiritual power, and she no longer had any scruples. The red spiritual power exuded a terrifying aura of destruction, which was frightening—it seemed that Jiang Lingrao was going to be serious.

And Jun Moci also slowly raised his hand, as if to compete with her.

At the critical moment, they heard a cry, and the two of them froze, while Zhong Liqing, who was watching and waiting for the opportunity, became excited all of a sudden: "Mother!"

It turned out that the sound of the two fighting woke up the comatose woman.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her bleeding lips were pursed in pain, and then she finally opened her eyes leisurely, and as if feeling something, she met Zhong Liqing, who was about ten steps away from her—— Shuang Qingyang's bright eyes opened wide in surprise, but at the next moment, she showed a warm smile, like the first thaw after snow and the warmth of spring, Jiao Zhongliqing couldn't help laughing along with her.

For this smile, all the price she paid along the way... was worth it.

"Aunt, is that you?" Jiang Lingxian looked at her softly, but the smile on her lips faded a little because she touched the injury when she sat up, as if remembering her situation at the moment, her smile turned Out of helplessness, "Stupid child, it's still here after all... Where's Zhong Lixun? Didn't he stop you?"

"Father, he passed away after you left." Zhong Liqing lowered her eyes and said softly.

"So, I missed him," Jiang Lingxian seemed to have expected it a long time ago. Hearing the news of Zhonglixun's death, he only sighed lightly, but his expression was not sad at all. He just looked at Zhongliqing with concern, and then asked in a warm voice. Said, "Aunt, you left in a hurry back then and didn't have time to leave a message. You have suffered all these years... But, this is not the place you should come to after all. Listen to Aniang and go back to Donglin."

"Aniang, I'm here to take you along...it doesn't matter whether you go back to Donglin or wherever, as long as I'm with you." Zhong Liqing was finally able to walk in front of her, and slowly knelt down to look at her, staring at her. Looking at the pair of extremely beautiful eyes just like in memory, he said softly.

The outstretched hand trembled unknowingly, but finally touched the corner of that piece of pure white. Since then, the anxiety in my heart has settled down, and boundless courage has suddenly arisen.

Zhong Liqing carefully grasped the corner of the clothes, as if grasping all hope.

"Ah Nan, the ginger family is my root, I can't leave here." Jiang Lingxian glanced at the corner of her clothes that was being held lightly, a gleam of sadness flashed in her eyes, she quickly restrained herself, and slowly raised her hand , as if wanting to caress Zhong Liqing's cheek which is close at hand.

Their eyes met, but they hesitated when they were about to touch... Jiang Lingxian withdrew her hand, avoiding her earnest gaze, and sighed softly.

The back of the hand was tight and warm, but it was Jiao Zhong Liqing who held it down, and caressed her cheek forcefully, sandwiched between the soft palm and the smooth skin.

Zhong Liqing stared at her deeply, her voice was still gentle, but there was uncontrollable anger between the lines: "Aniang, is this the family you don't want to leave? A group that imprisoned you and tortured you? A malicious patriarch?"

"Bastard! Shut up..." Jiang Lingrao, who was restrained by Jun Moci, heard her mentioning her transgression. Passing a glance to Jiang Lingxian, seeing that she just glanced over indifferently, and then looked intently at Zhong Liqing's eyes, she didn't show any look of pursuit of disgust, but she didn't seem to care——He felt relieved , but couldn't help but feel lost.

"Sister..." Jiang Lingrao clenched her fists, feeling pain in her mouth and unable to speak.

Zhong Liqing wanted to ask her why she abandoned herself, why she had to drive herself away; she wanted to ask who the biological father of this body was, and why she was willing to suffer while tied to a stone pillar.

There are too many problems that bother me, but when I see her smiling at me, it becomes less important.

"Aniang, wherever you are, I will be there. No one can separate us—even if that person is you." Zhong Liqing rubbed the catkins on her cheeks, stared into Jiang Lingxian's eyes, and said solemnly Said, like an oath.

Jiang Lingxian could feel her seriousness, and it was precisely because she knew this that the forced gentle smile was finally replaced by bitterness: "Anan, you can go anywhere in this world, but you can't stay in the by my side."

"Why?" Unexpectedly, she said that, Zhong Liqing shook her head in disbelief like a wounded cub, and let out a whimper.

"I divined a divination when you were born, but I couldn't figure out your divination; when you were in danger when you were one year old and saved yourself from danger, I divination again, but the divination said that your fate is incompatible with mine." , one day, you will die because of me... there is nothing you can do, nothing can break it, the only thing you can do is stay as far away from me as possible." Jiang Lingxian made up her mind not to look at Zhong Liqing's pair of eyes full of hope but bit by bit. Eyes drowned in despair, he withdrew his hand forcefully, trying to push her away.

"Ridiculous! I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Zhong Liqing refused to let go, and grabbed her hand with all her strength, so strong that it caused pain to both of them, but she was so stubborn that she refused to let go, just kept Shaking his head, chanting this sentence over and over again—the frail and helpless look on that face for the first time, even a hard-hearted man can't help but be moved.

"I am the previous Lord of the Star Palace. The stars and hexagrams in this world have never been lost. I have occupied this hexagram three times, and I have lost a hundred years of cultivation. In the end, I never lost it." It hasn't changed." Jiang Lingxian's words easily shattered Zhong Liqing's last strength.

She opened her mouth, and then, like a wayward child, she wrapped her arms around her waist in a shameless way, but the face buried on her shoulders was full of desperate determination.

What Zhong Liqing thought in her heart: She never believed in fate, let alone accept fate!

If the sky wants to stop her, so what if she turns over the sky?

"Silly child, why bother to be persistent..." Jiang Lingxian couldn't resist her, and she was really reluctant to give up. She put her rejecting hand lightly on her shoulder, but couldn't help caressing her narrow shoulders and thin back lovingly, feeling distressed. Rubbing a few times, he was about to speak, but he caught a glimpse of a cold light from the corner of his eyes. He tightened his fingers, and immediately grabbed the clothes on Zhong Liqing's shoulders, but the next moment he pushed her aside violently, while he used his body After a block, "—be careful!"

That cold light was a sword approaching silently.

But what Jian Feng was pointing at was not Zhong Liqing, but Jiang Lingxian who did not hesitate to sacrifice herself to each other.

The author has something to say: I've been really busy recently, and I've coded for half a chapter, and I'll add a little more tomorrow.

I don't know if the next chapter can finish the fourth volume and enter the fifth volume.

I wrote it in a hurry. If you have any comments, you can raise them. If you have time to change them, I'm sorry.