Afterword

Because the Dragon Palace is the emperor's usual office, it is designed to be spacious and bright. This hall is crowded with soldiers, and the number can be imagined.

Qi Qing couldn't tell how she felt.

In fact, she should have known.

There is no one in the royal family who is willing to suffer, even if it is simple and weak, I am afraid it is just pretending?

She wanted to laugh, but her nose felt sour. Even if she tried to lift the corners of her mouth upwards, she couldn't help but collapse.

She still looked at Luo Yunqi straightly, as if lost in thought, and walked towards the man with heavy steps step by step, ignoring the sword that was gradually approaching as she walked.

Luo Yunqi had mixed feelings in his heart.

She didn't expect Ah Qing to come so early, so that the soldiers sent by Zhang Lan were seen by this man before they could withdraw.

She really didn't dare and didn't want to look into that man's eyes again. She wanted to explain something, but at this moment Zhang Lan and these soldiers were here. She opened her mouth, but was speechless for a while, and just called out in a low voice: "Ah Qing—”

Qi Qing only felt that the silver helmet was too heavy, making her dizzy, and the internal force scurrying in her body still reminded her with tingling pain, so she had no choice but to pinch her own tiger's jaw fiercely to wake herself up.

Another trance, Qi Qing had already walked more than two feet away from Luo Yunqi, she looked at the sword point that was about to touch her clothes, turned her head to look at Luo Yunqi, and asked: "Yun Qi, what do you mean?"

Just as Luo Yunqi was about to shake his head to make those people retreat, tears welled up in his eyes: "No no...Ah Qing...it's not me..."

At this moment, a sharp female voice came from behind. The man seemed to be weak, but he spoke out with his voice, "Ah Qing—I want to see Ah Qing—you go away—"

Qi Qing turned around, but a woman was thrown into her arms.

The man's face was haggard, he couldn't see the usual ostentatious appearance at all, his makeup was no longer exquisite, his face was even dry and peeled, and his eyes were covered with black and blue.

The man bumped into the sword point all the way over. He didn't know whether he was scratched or suffered some injuries before. Blood flowers bloomed on the thin shirt. The man's hair was messed up. He grabbed the clothes on Qi Qing's chest and examined them carefully. All over her body, "Ah Qing...you are not injured..."

Seeing that she was not in the right state, Qi Qing grabbed her wrist, "Qianmo, where's your internal energy? Why is your internal energy flowing? You—"

Before he could finish his sentence, there was only a popping sound. Before Qianmo could answer, he subconsciously stood in front of Qi Qing and took the arrow alive.

Qi Qing's eyes widened, she hugged Qianmo's softened body, she half knelt on the ground, the arrow shot straight into Qianmo's heart, before she even had time to call that person again, Qianmo had already lost his vitality.

There is no feeling of distress, and it seems that there is only one soul floating in the whole person. Luo Yunqi's voice calling her seems to come from a very far away place, hazy and inaudible.

Qianmo must be in pain, she is so afraid of pain, she would complain for a long time after being scratched or scratched.

But she can no longer yell, can no longer yell, and she won't bother to let her brag.

Qi Qing didn't know what kind of demonic obstacle she committed, she suddenly knelt up straight and crawled to Luo Yunqi's feet, "Yun Qi...no matter who you are...please...I beg you to save her...save her..." So saying Then, she kowtowed to Luo Yunqi again and again, and slammed her phoenix helmet on the bluestone board of the main hall, "I beg you...save her..."

Luo Yunqi also didn't know what happened at this moment. She watched Qianmo die in the man's arms. The man's face was distorted suddenly, and his eyes became dazed again. He said her name, but the man crawled and grabbed the trousers, "I beg you...help her..."

Her heart was twisted hard, her Ah Qing...how could she kneel on the ground——!

Qi Qing ignored the force of the man pulling her until the blood from her forehead flowed to her eyes, and the internal force in her body was shaken again. She couldn't hold it anymore, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell forward face down.