you let go

Seeing that Mu Shuning didn't speak, Mu Qiu was uncertain, and continued: "Mu Shuning, think about it, when you made your feelings for him public, did he ever protect you? You were chased by the whole world. Did he ever say a word to you when you were beating and scolding? Think about it, do you feel worthy of yourself by helping him like this now. "

Mu Shuning's face was slightly gloomy.

Looking at his expression, Mu Qiu felt that the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and felt that his words had made a difference.

He took advantage of the victory to pursue: "Back then he said nicely, saying that you were unethical, he was ashamed of you, and even broke ties with you, to keep his reputation clean, he even didn't hesitate to face you in front of everyone Execution, he is such a selfish person, think about it, is it worth you to follow?"

Mu Shuning looked at Mu Qiu indifferently, and nodded slowly: "It's not worth it."

There was silence around them, none of them dared to speak.

When Mu Shuning glanced at Yan Qing from the corner of his eye, he found that he was listening quietly, without a word of rebuttal.

Mu Shuning averted his eyes lightly.

Mu Qiu finally showed a slight smile: "Mu Shuning, if you were given a chance, how would you choose?"

Mu Shuning raised her eyebrows: "What opportunity?"

Mu Qiu: "Of course it is to give back everything he has imposed on you."

After finishing speaking, he threw the long sword he was carrying with him: "What to do is all in your mind."

Mu Shuning raised his hand to catch it, the sword was shining brightly, reflecting Mu Shuning's slightly cold eyes very clearly.

Yan Qing can't move at this moment, there are external factors restricting his actions, and there are also the wishes in his heart, he waits quietly for his release.

Mu Shuning touched the sword with his index finger, and the long sword let out a clear sword cry, and suddenly burst into a bright light.

Mu Qiu said: "Mu Shuning, you don't want to take revenge when you come back this time? It can be said that Yan Qingshi was the direct cause of your death in hatred. Here is the Heavenly Dao, and no one will restrict you."

The people in the conference hall reacted and all started whispering.They all understood what happened back then. After knowing the truth, Yan Qing beheaded Mu Shuning angrily, and even felt ashamed of him. But now that scandals like Yan Qing's broke out again, Yan Qing's majesty and integrity finally collapsed .

Now everyone has doubts in their hearts, does Yan Qingshi know that Qin Yuxing is Mu Shuning?

Everyone in Jingqiong Mountain looked anxious, and even Zhou Qingxin couldn't help looking at Mu Shuning with a gloomy expression.

What kind of plan is Mu Qiu planning? Anyone who knows a little bit of inside information can tell that Mu Qiu is crazy about the position of the leader of the Heavenly Dao, so he is so unscrupulous.

At this time, Xiao Qingyu was quite calm among the other people who seemed very disturbed.

In order to ease the tense atmosphere, Tao Qingze joked, "Why are you not in a hurry and shouting now?"

Xiao Qingyu looked at Mu Shuning with good eyes: "Even if the brother in charge of the sect died in Shuning's hands, he deserved what he deserved."

……

Mu Qiu gave Mu Shuning enough time to think about it, and when he felt that it was almost done, he said, "Mu Shuning, let's do it, but no matter what choice you make, no one will say anything."

A fierce light flashed in Mu Shuning's eyes, he lifted his long sword upside down, and turned towards Yan Qingshi.

Yan Qingshi looked up as if he had expected it, and met Mu Shuning's eyes.

Mu Shuning had already poured spiritual power into the long sword, and the sword energy overflowed in an instant.

Mu Shuning was a genius in the first place, even if he was trapped in a body that had little talent and could hardly store spiritual power, he could still use an earth-level sword to feel like a sky-level sword.

Mu Shuning walked towards Yan Qing step by step, his eyes became colder and colder, with each step, the snow light in his eyes became sharper, against his ice-like face, it was very intimidating.

Mu Shuning finally stood two steps away from Yan Qingshi. With a cold expression on his face, he swished out his long sword and pointed it at Yan Qingshi's throat.

Some timid people in the field screamed.

Xiao Qingyu was sitting more steadily than anyone else at this moment. She was not worried at all, and she was not afraid of this situation at all. Even if the two master and apprentice died and the other was injured, it was their own business, and outsiders could not interfere.

At this moment, Yan Qingshi ignored everyone's strange gazes, the light in his eyes became particularly soft, and he even lowered his voice, as if afraid of scaring people: "Do what you want."

"I won't blame you, I just love you."

When Mu Qiu heard this, the expression on his face was horrible.

Mu Shuning's pupils shrank, and the sword in his hand didn't stop at all. He moved forward suddenly, gritted his teeth and stabbed forward, while Yan Qingshi didn't move, and just closed his eyes.

With a "clang", the tip of the sword was nailed into the back of the chair behind Yan Qingshi. Hearing the blunt sound, Mu Shuning even had time to feel that the quality of the chair was good.

Yan Qingshi opened his eyes in surprise.

At this moment, there was a burnt smell in the air from nowhere.

Mu Qiu was shocked: "Everyone, hold your breath!"

As soon as the sound came out, the entire hall was covered by smoke, the smoke was so thick that people could not even see their hands clearly.

Mu Qiu shouted: "Hurry up, don't let Yan Qingshi and Mu Shuning run away!"

The venue quickly became chaotic, everyone screamed, the lobby was not big, and everyone was afraid that the smoke would be poisonous, so they dared not use their spiritual power to disperse the smoke.

The conscientious Xingshumen disciples obeyed the hall master's order, and rushed towards Yan Qingshi blindly. Their five senses were quite sharp, and they felt that two people were surprisingly calm, and they were rushing in one direction with a fixed goal.

When they guessed that these two people were Mu Shuning and Yan Qing, without saying a word, they waited with their long swords, and with the wind on their blades, they stabbed straight at the person leading the way.

Mu Shuning lacked spiritual power and couldn't even see the way clearly, so he could only reluctantly lead Yan Qingshi to the gate by feeling.

All of a sudden, the alarm went off in his mind, and he felt the danger, so he subconsciously turned his head and pulled Yan Qingshi behind him.

But before he could move, Yan Qingshi, who had lost all his spiritual power, suddenly threw him into his arms, wrapped his arms around him and spun violently. In an instant, Mu Shuning felt as if the blood in his whole body was cold.

He felt hot blood splashing on his body.

And after he heard a muffled groan from the person behind him at the beginning, he didn't say anything again.

Mu Shuning shouted: "Yan Qingshi, are you crazy? You don't have spiritual power now..."

Yan Qingshi's tone was quite relaxed: "It's okay."

After the disciple stabbed Yan Qing, his face was pleasantly surprised. At this moment, the smoke covered his eyes and he couldn't see clearly. The disciple drew out his sword excitedly, and without hesitation, he chased after him again and made another strike.

……

Mu Shuning felt Yan Qing's footsteps stagger, and his eyes were tearing apart for a moment: "Are you okay?"

It would be a shame if he died here.

Yan Qingshi couldn't utter a word. At the moment, half of his body weight was on Mu Shuning's body. In addition, his whole body was sore and limp from being bound with immortal locks, and his spiritual power was still restricted. His situation was not optimistic.

Mu Shuning frowned suddenly, and just about to call out Xinyi, he suddenly felt his hand being pulled, and the person whispered to him, "Come with me."

Hearing these three words, Mu Shuning felt relieved.

It's Luozhu.

When the smoke dissipated, all the people in the Hall of Heavenly Dao were in a state of embarrassment, and some even wrestled together. When the sight was clear, they looked at each other and let go of their hands in embarrassment.

Mu Qiu's eyes were in a mess, he gritted his teeth, his anger seemed to materialize, he roared: "Catch me!"

The disciples present dispersed one after another.

Xiao Qingyu smiled at Zhou Qingxin: "Shu Ning really does things properly."

Zhou Qingxin: "..."

Can this kind of behavior be called proper?Junior Sister, your filter is almost as high as Jingqiong Mountain.

Inside the spirit ship.

Yan Qingshi was bleeding profusely, and he was temporarily unable to use his spiritual power to break through the restriction. Mu Shuning and Luo Zhu could only stop the bleeding first, otherwise even if they sprinkled the wound medicine, it would be washed away by the blood.

Yan Qingshi was leaning on the chair, his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, but his eyes were extremely black and bright, looking at Mu Shuning with burning eyes, and described Mu Shuning's appearance over and over again.

Luo Zhu noticed something was wrong, so he handed the wound medicine to Mu Shuning in an embarrassing manner, and said, "I'll go out and try to control the spirit ship first, otherwise Mu Qiu will catch up to me in a while."

The movement of Mu Shuning's hands stopped, and he raised his eyes, which were full of warning.

Luo Zhu pretended not to see the threat in Mu Shuning's eyes, and reluctantly walked outside.Who wants to be a coolie outside when they can be inside.Moreover, the head of Yan's expression showed that he had something to say, and it wasn't something that others could hear. He didn't want to swallow dog food anymore.

Yan Qingshi's injuries were serious, he was stabbed twice in total, the first sword was more serious, the sword pierced directly from the chest, but fortunately it was on the right side, avoiding the vital point.

The second sword was slightly lighter, but the wound was also extremely deep.

Such a severe injury was difficult for Yan Qingshi to hold back his breath all the time, and even had the strength to follow the two of them to the spirit boat.

Mu Shuning treated Yan Qingshi's wound with trembling hands. He didn't dare to use any more strength, for fear that if he was not careful, Yan Qingshi would be broken into pieces like some fragile and not strong finished product.

Yan Qingshi seemed to have nothing happened, he stared at Mu Shuning carefully, not letting go of any of his subtle movements, and said slowly: "Shu Ning, did I pay you back?"

Mu Shuning's hands trembled, his head was buried lower, and cold sweat streamed down his forehead.

When he heard Yan Qing say that sentence, it was really a lie to say that he was not moved.

Since he was a child, he has been looking forward to the day when Yan Qingshi can say this sentence.

He had been imagining before, when Yan Qing opened his lips, the corners of his mouth were grinning, his teeth pressed his tongue, I, love, you.

But until he died, he didn't hear what Yan Qing said.

This time, when he heard it at first glance, it was like a tsunami, violently rolling in gravel and pouring down the sky and covering the sky.

Be caught off guard.

Until now, Mu Shuning's palpitations were still severe.

And now, Yan Qingshi said again: "Did I pay you back?"

Seeing that Mu Shuning didn't answer him, Yan Qingshi ignored his wounds. He struggled to get up, ignoring the bleeding, and held Mu Shuning's face with both hands, making him raise his head to look at him. His movements were gentle and reverent.

Mu Shuning's pupils shrank, Yan Qingshi's wound must have opened again.

Yan Qingshi didn't care about anything, he was almost cautious, his eyes were sincere: "Shu Ning, I'm sorry."

Mu Shuning was a little afraid to look into Yan Qingshi's eyes at the moment, he looked to the side: "Treat the wound first."

Yan Qingshi shook his head slightly, and continued on his own: "Shu Ning, I have lived in this world for six hundred years."

Mu Shuning froze.