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In Zhongliqing's memory including Jiang Qing's, there was never such a person as "Nianxi".

The young master of the Banyu Hall seems to have been born out of nowhere. On the one hand, he bears the identity of the successor of the Banyu Hall, and on the other hand, he is an ambiguous and seemingly fake furnace cauldron with the Mo Yujian Lord. Rumors of contempt made people inevitably question the strength of the Young Palace Master.

What's more, the other party's inexplicable hostility made Zhong Liqing puzzled all the time - she had never seen this person before, so how did she offend her?

Could it be that the conflict between Sandian and the Shinto family has evolved to this point?

This excuse is far-fetched.

However, at this moment, standing in front of this "Master Nianxi" and feeling her absolute oppression, Zhong Liqing realized that the most urgent task is not to consider the other party's unprovoked hostility—including herself, those who ignore How wrong her people were.

It is by no means unreasonable that the other party will be selected as the successor of the Banyu Palace. At least, in terms of cultivation alone, the only person who can rival her on the field is probably the one who sits on a high platform and looks down. All sentient beings are crowned.

If it was Yu Yao who used the power of time to fight against her, she might still be able to fight.

After all, the power of time has already touched the law of heaven, and it is far from being limited by the level of cultivation... But, the person who is going to compete with her now is herself who has mastered a little bit of the art of space entry.

Thinking of this, Zhong Liqing couldn't help but smiled wryly, but turned to gather her mind and be alert to the other party's actions - the matter has come to this point, it is useless to look forward and backward, it is better to give it a go.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Young Palace Master probably also needs to be cautious, so he doesn't want to kill him rashly. At that time, he only needs to admit defeat and avoid it.

After preparing for the worst, Zhong Liqing calmed down.

Seeing her expression flickering, but in the end, instead of being at a loss as expected, she turned into determination. Nianxi raised her eyebrows, but she sneered, holding a long sword in her hand with a beautiful sword flower, and raised her chin haughtily: "It's just a celestial body that wants to fight against the sky... No matter how much time has passed, your innocence and fearlessness have never changed."

"What are you talking about?" Zhong Liqing frowned and looked at her in confusion.

"Oh, it's nothing," Nian Xi seemed to be very disgusted with her ignorant look, her eyes sharpened sharply, and without saying hello, a lingering sword light pierced Zhong Liqing's eyes In the past, it could not be said that it was not vicious to go away——as the young master of the Wanyu Hall, it would be arousing criticism to use such insidious tricks, and one has to wonder: Where did the young master of the Jiang family offend her? Is it possible to have such a deep hatred?

At this moment, Zhong Liqing suddenly discovered that the light cocoon surrounding her and Nianxi suddenly changed.

The people outside didn't seem to notice it, but she clearly felt that in the light cocoon, another barrier was placed, wrapping her and Nianxi in it again, and although she couldn't break the barrier , but she could sense the existence of this enchantment, and even discovered the special features of this enchantment-she couldn't hear the voices of these people outside, let alone detect the breath of these people, as if they had been isolated in another A world.

And although she can still see those people in her eyes, what she sees in those eyes is probably not the real situation of her and Nian Xi—the place where those people's eyes focus is clearly empty, but the look on their faces As if watching some wonderful fight, everyone held their breath and stared intently, even Ying Xi and other people who were acquainted with her were also staring at that place intently... This is very intriguing.

No one saw the almost ferocious smile on Nianxi's face, and no one knew about the unscrupulous attack of the young palace master.

For Zhong Liqing, the situation is critical.

Dangerously dodging another malicious sword light, Zhong Liqing backhanded the sword that Nian Xi had slashed at her head, only to feel her arms sinking, and she couldn't help but take a few steps back, making a clever effort to dodge sideways. To avoid being split in two, it was just a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, and looking down, it was already bursting with blood.

And the back is scorching hot, and the heels seem to be attached to the high-temperature magma. If he takes a step back, he will teach the light cocoon barrier to melt into ashes.

"...What exactly does the Young Palace Master want?" Pain bursts from the wound, Zhong Liqing shook off the blood casually, and just stared at the woman whose smile was deepening, her heart was heavy.

"I, I just want your life..." Nianxi picked up her lips and chuckled, and the long sword stabbed straight at him, with undeniable ruthlessness, and the deep and heavy hatred mixed with the sword In the midst of the situation, it is puzzling and frightening, and hastily responded.

After a few tricks, Zhong Liqing knew that she was not her opponent, but she still tried her best to support her. She was lucky enough to use the power of space to avoid several fatal situations.

Only gradually, Zhong Liqing also felt the taste - although she didn't know what kind of deep hatred this Nianxi had with her, but if the hatred had substance - this person didn't simply want to beat her, and he didn't intend to kill her easily Instead, he wanted to teach her to be terrified and terrified, and then die after being humiliated.

Although he had the opportunity to pierce her vitals with his sword several times, this man just wanted to stagger by three points, more like letting her try to dodge with the power of space on purpose, but relentlessly added one unstoppable strike after another to her body. Whether the wound is minor or not, it seems that in order to appreciate her unbearable pain and the tragedy of bruises all over her body - the smile became more open and crazy.

At the same time, every time he was stabbed with a sword, he had to make a sarcasm, and he didn't want to stop when she saw a change in her complexion.

"After so many years, why haven't I seen you grow halfway?" The sword stabbed a little harder, and the arrogance on Nian Xi's face became even more violent, and even his eyes seemed to be dyed thin by the crazy killing intent. A thin layer of blood.

Zhong Liqing clutched her pierced right shoulder, feeling that the arm holding the sword trembled a little, took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in her throat, forced a contemptuous smile, and did not answer, just sternly He looked at her with a smile of indifference.

——This Nianxi's swordsmanship is really weird. Zhong Liqing has been stabbed so many times by her, but she can't even touch a piece of her clothes. He was hit by Nianxi, but he didn't hurt her in the slightest. On the contrary, he taught her to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack a few more times.

So many times, Zhong Liqing seemed to resign herself to her fate, and no longer tried to counterattack, but dodged more cautiously, while carefully observing the opponent's sword momentum and spiritual power fluctuations, looking for flaws.

This quiet reaction seemed to have angered the other party, and the next sword was even more sinister and cunning, almost aimed at her heart—although it never pierced her heart, it pierced her lungs, teaching her Difficulty breathing suddenly.

The lungs are like old bellows that have been opened, and they are leaking air. Every breath is accompanied by great pain. If her cultivation had not reached the fairyland, she might die of exhaustion in a short time. It's just—it's just the pain of breathing, it's not getting better.

Seeing her in great pain, Na Nianxi felt happy, and when she laughed happily, she said to herself: "Even if you are the son of heaven, what can you do? Things that Yan Ji couldn't do back then, Zhong Liqing is still doing now. not."

Seeing that Zhong Liqing was just holding the sword blade in front of her chest anxiously, gritted her teeth, her face was pale, but her expression was extremely resentful, Nianxi turned the hilt of the sword maliciously, and said in a deep voice: "I am transformed by the will of heaven. ——I mean God’s will, how can God’s will be violated?”

At the end, she sneered again, turned her wrist, and planned to draw out the sword: "Yuji can't save the world, and you can't save yourself either."

With a twitch, but he never took the sword back, Nianxi's face changed, and he frowned at Zhong Liqing who was holding the sword tightly.

"You're wrong," the latter smiled at her suddenly, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, but his eyes were radiant, bright and energetic, without any weakness. Sunny—I am what I am.”

In an instant, Cun Xin stabbed from the side, directly approaching the pulse of Nian Xi's side of the neck, the attack was menacing, there was no way to avoid it.

"呵——" Before Cun Xin was about to slit Nianxi's neck, he was deflected by a force. Under Zhong Liqing's regretful gaze, he only scratched a little skin, and then drew a sword arc as if he could not bear the weight, and stabbed at On the other side, it sank straight into the ground, and the blade of the sword hummed continuously, like a sigh of regret that lingered unnoticed.

Zhong Liqing was knocked out under the impact, and a mist of blood suddenly spewed out from her mouth. She looked tired, but she was powerless to stop her falling backwards. Just when she thought she was going to fall to the ground inevitably, she also When she was ready to bear and protect, she found that there was a soft force on her back, and a gentle force on her waist and back gently lifted her fall.

In a blink of an eye, she opened her eyes again, and Nian Xijiao Zhong Liqing, who had a vicious expression on her face, seemed to have realized something, and turned her head suddenly, only to find that she fell into a fragrant and soft embrace—this embrace was very familiar, and it brought her an unprecedented feeling. sense of security.

And Yu Yao's handsome and incomparable face showed obvious pity, which was more useful than any good medicine.

Zhong Liqing almost forgot the scars all over her body and the big hole in her lungs, she just wanted to stay in this embrace for a little longer, a little longer... Before she knew it, she might be together for a lifetime.

What interrupted Zhong Liqing's reverie was Nianxi's exasperated voice, she brushed her hand over the wound on her neck, and the faint bloodstain disappeared, and she stared at Yu Yao from the beginning to the end, her eyes were fixed on her. Turning back and forth with Zhong Liqing, the jealousy concealed a bit of imperceptible jealousy: "You shouldn't interfere, aren't you afraid..."

"Ah Qing, do it." Yu Yao ignored her, as if she didn't care about her threats, she lowered her head and stroked Zhong Liqing's bloody lungs - after the warm feeling, the big hole opened Healed, as if returning to the time when she was not injured before, and the fragmentary wounds on her body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, only the clear silver glow overflowing from Yu Yao's fingertips and her increasingly pale complexion showed Everything changed - smiled at Zhong Liqing.

"You're crazy!" Seeing that she ignored her, Nianxi became more and more angry, but she could only growl in a vicious voice, not daring to approach her.

"Don't forget that you promised me..." And Yu Yao still stared at Zhong Liqing who was gradually recovering from her injuries in her arms, as if they were the only ones left in the world, and only one person could exist in her eyes. Yes, approaching her ear unhurriedly, whispering.

"Stop! How dare you..." Nian Xi's futile neigh seemed to have gone away, and Zhong Liqing could only hear Yu Yao's cool and reassuring voice, and only see her shallow but warm smile.As if being bewitched, she nodded, clenched the sword in her hand, stood up straight from her arms, and looked at the person who broke into the light cocoon barrier with Yan Yao, but was far away from both sides, standing with his hands behind his back. white man.

Like a spectator who has nothing to do with himself, he has a sense of existence that cannot be ignored.

Zhong Liqing's feelings for her were too complicated, so complicated that even the slightest thought made her feel confused, chaotic and even on the verge of collapse.

Don't dare to think, can't think... and don't want to think.

She just needs to remember that she promised Yu Yao—to kill the master of the palace!

The author has something to say: It should be the countdown to the end, um.