Listen to the king's order

Jiang Qichen's heart felt cold when he saw that look, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and pieces of ice could fall off with a slight movement.He raised his arm stiffly, and gently wiped Lu Ming's small ear with a sleeve that was not stained with blood.

The hand that was moving was clamped. In April and May, the weather began to be hot, but Lu Ming's palm was cold.The coolness quickly flowed along Jiang Qichen's fingertips to his limbs and bones, like an ice pick dangling above his head without falling.

Lu Ming's hands were astonishingly strong, and his neatly manicured nails firmly tapped into Jiang Qichen's palm, and within a short while, sporadic spots of bright red slipped from his palm.

Jiang Qichen's silence was like an invisible whip, and Lu Ming's skin was torn apart again and again. He resisted the pain that kept surging in his mind, and looked into Jiang Qichen's eyes stubbornly and seriously. Those terrible thoughts in his heart were like flames. Jumping up, his body was so scorching that his skin and bones were torn off with the slightest movement: "Speak up..."

The sounds of fighting around were endless, but on this small piece of land, it seemed that it was so quiet that only each other's breathing could be heard.

Jiang Qichen took a deep breath, grabbed Lu Ming back as if he had made up his mind, and said in a deep voice, "He's right."

After saying this, Jiang Qichen clearly saw Lu Ming's pupils constricted violently. He unconsciously increased the strength in his hand, and continued, "You are Huo Baizhou, the biological son of Huo Liuzhi, the head of the Northern Chen family."

Lu Ming felt as if his whole body had been run over by thousands of horses, and every bone felt a biting pain from the cracks.The soles of his feet shook, his hands loosened suddenly, and he staggered back a step.

"Northern Chen Huo's family" seems to be a nightmare, grinning the sharpest fangs, gnawing at Lu Ming's flesh and blood, telling him in the most straightforward and tragic way that those nightmares that repeat day and night, all It is real, and it is all the pain that he has personally experienced.And he has lived in such a ignorant way for so many years, ignorant of everything.

Lu Ming stood in front of him with one hand, blocking Jiang Qichen's hand to help him, and seemed to see Shasang's smiling face that was determined to win in the blink of an eye.

"You always knew..." He stood there tremblingly, his body shaking like a maple leaf in Suqiu.He spoke in a low voice, more like muttering to himself.

Jiang Qichen lowered his eyelashes to block the sad look of pain: "Yes."

"You..." Lu Ming paused, feeling that the endless headache hadn't passed, and his right shoulder started to burn again.Rao is no longer willing to admit it, but at this moment, all he can think of is this answer: "I have been using me..."

Jiang Qichen closed his eyes: "...Yes."

He felt that his original intention was irrefutable - he did know that Lu Ming was the orphan of the Huo family the first time he saw him, and he even rejoiced more than once that Lu Ming lost his memory due to excessive shock during the massacre.

A revenge tool with memory is far less easy to teach than a blank sheet of paper. After experiencing the tragic death of his family, hatred will blind people's eyes, but the knife he has practiced cannot.This knife will only be used by him wholeheartedly, at his command.

Therefore, he kept silent about Lu Ming's life experience.

He changed Lu Ming's name and opened up another life for him, turning him into the most obedient killing tool in his hands and practicing it into a cold blade.Then, holding the knife in his own hand, he avenged him and himself.

But who would have thought that with just one thought, he could not let Lu Ming go.

One wrong step, one wrong step.Made it into such an irreversible situation now.

Lu Ming nodded to himself, as if he was comforting himself, but it seemed more like he was deceiving himself.As soon as he moved, the thing in his head was stirred up and down, and the world was spinning in front of him. He finally lost his strength and fell down, but he was holding on to the scimitar inserted into the soil, keeping his back straight as always.

"Don't touch me!" Lu Ming scolded coldly, Jiang Qichen barely stopped the hand that was about to rest on his shoulder, and hung there in embarrassment.

Memories from before the age of eight flashed through his mind scatteredly. He tried his best to restore his childhood, but he turned around and could only piece together that terrible night.

In the past 12 years, he has been fond of Jiang Qichen and has been devoted to him.He took Jiang Qichen's words as a motto, and his blood feud as his ambition.

He forged a sharp blade with his own flesh and blood, and buried himself in the dark purgatory. In the end, he was avenging himself.

Lu Ming felt that he was funny and ridiculous. Even at this moment, he was crazy and refused to admit it, but his mind couldn't help but search for everything about that person.

He was like a child who just woke up from a nightmare, longing for even a little bit of comfort and affirmation.

The scorching heat on his right shoulder intensified. Lu Ming looked at Jiang Qichen, his dark eyes were not bright, but he still held the last bit of hope: "Jiang Qichen, I just want to ask you one last thing..." Lu Ming gritted his teeth and held onto his hand. The handle of the knife handle was tightened tightly.The frost on Leng Ran's face was gone, replaced by a fragility that could not be concealed: "Have you ever had half affection for me?"

There was pain in Jiang Qichen's eyes, and even his body trembled.

In his eyes, Lu Ming was always resolute or cold.He can hide his emotions very well. No matter what happens, whether he is happy or sad, as long as he thinks, no one can see the slightest clue from his indifferent face.But at this moment, the unbelievable and overwhelming pain on Lu Ming's face was nothing like a bayonet stabbing hard at the softest part of his chest. With just one swipe, his flesh was bloody.

Jiang Qichen suddenly felt that the thing on his neck weighed a thousand catties.

He seems to be standing on a single-plank bridge, one end of the bridge is full of flowers, and the other end is full of ghosts and monsters.

He knows that as long as he nods his head lightly, Lu Ming can forget all the deception, concealment, use and harm, and stand by his side without hesitation.

But he also knows that as long as he nods his head lightly, Lu Ming's water-soaked affection will be hard to take back. What awaits him is the comeback of the evil spirit that he has finally suppressed.He will become mad and become a demon, will become the target of public criticism in the eyes of the righteous way, will become a vicious puppet, and will... die.

Thinking of this word, Jiang Qichen felt he couldn't breathe.

But he looked at Lu Ming's face that was focused on waiting for his response, but he couldn't shake his head no matter what.

His legs and feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, but he couldn't take a half step forward.

Silence, like a heavy shackle, firmly bound Lu Ming.

He closed his eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly, that smile was sad and bitter, and the people who watched felt desolate.

In the end, he was overestimating his own strength and being self-indulgent... Even at this moment, it was useless for him to think, as long as Jiang Qichen nodded, as long as he was a little bit sure, he would still stand resolutely behind that person.No matter what Jiang Qichen regards him, whether it is a tool for revenge, his most loyal subordinate, or even just a whim of fun.

He has no dignity, no regard for dignity, as long as Jiang Qichen has his weight in his heart, even if it is pitiful.

However, even this little hope was wiped out, Jiang Qichen was not even willing to coax him.

Under Lu Ming's black robe, a golden Buddha seal slowly appeared on his right shoulder.Lu Ming propped up the scimitar on the ground and stood up.He stretched out his hand and pulled off the golden headband that tied his hair, and the long ink-like hair instantly spread out, blown by the wind, and fluttered neatly in the air.

When he opened his eyes again, Lu Ming's eye sockets were stained red with blood, and those obsidian-like star eyes were cold and frightening.

Jiang Qichen's heart skipped a beat, and he finally took half a step forward: "Ming'er!"

Lu Ming opened his thin lips with little blood, and his voice was as cold as snowflakes on Mount Voga: "I will repay the favor of nurturing you for 12 years today."

With a slight movement of his body, Lu Ming jumped over a group of Purple Guard Xuanbing at a frightening speed, and appeared in front of Pei Tianxiao like a ghost.

The light of the sword was terrific, and Qingyue's scimitar dropped a terrifying arc in midair, and the cold blade fell from the sky, cutting the Chengtianjian soldiers who were guarding Pei Tianxiao in half.

Lu Ming looked down at Pei Tianxiao with no emotion in his eyes, as if what he was facing was not the culprit who killed his whole family.

Pei Tianxiao embraced Sang Yao's body, and curled the corners of his lips: "I should have recognized it a long time ago, you are exactly the same as Huo Liu..."

With the knife in his hand, Pei Tianxiao was beheaded by Lu Ming before he could finish his sentence.

Lu Ming grabbed Pei Tianxiao's bun in disgust and lifted his head up.He turned around and met Jiang Qichen who had just chased him, the head in his hand was still dripping with blood.

Jiang Qichen's normally calm face was full of panic, and some things gradually got out of control from that moment onwards.

He stretched out his hand, trying to stabilize Lu Ming, and said as softly as possible: "Ming'er, listen to me..."

Lu Ming obviously didn't want to listen to him anymore, he quickly threw the head in his hand at Jiang Qichen's feet, the splashed blood was like a red plum lying on Jiang Qichen's snow-white clothes, the bloody look was a bit pretty.

Jiang Qichen was in a hurry, he frowned, and said in a low voice, "Lu Ming!"

Lu Ming untied the black robe behind him, together with the golden headband that had been wrapped around his hand, waved it towards the sky gracefully.The dazzling light of the knife flashed past, and the robe and the headband were cut in half with a single knife.It was like the master's heart full of holes was trampled under his feet like a shoe.

Severing righteousness by cutting the robe, and severing love with the sword.

"You taught me to do things from the beginning to the end. I promised to avenge you. I owe you this, and I paid it off." Lu Ming stood two steps away from Jiang Qichen, but there seemed to be a thousand miles between them. Mountains and seas.The eye sockets gradually turned red, and the black air in Lu Ming's forehead faintly floated up, and the sealed internal force was gradually gathering back.Lu Ming paused, and closed his eyes to block the devastated eyes: "The old dreams are over, and you and I will live and die from now on."

All the defensive lines in Jiang Qichen's heart fell apart at this moment. He stepped forward to grab Lu Ming, but was stopped by that man's slashing blade.

With a sullen face, he couldn't help but think about those few heartbreaking words just now.What he is more concerned about now is the evil spirit that keeps coming up from Lu Ming.If the evil spirits come back, wouldn't the previous efforts be in vain?

Duan Qingshen's words still echoed in his ears: "If the immeasurable seal is loosened again, if you want to save Ming'er's life, there is only one way to go - abolish his martial arts, break his tendons. And let me tell you, the evil spirit enters again. The experience is more ferocious than the previous one, and you don't have much time to make a decision!"

He treated Lu Ming so harshly before because he was afraid that he would be emotional, but he underestimated Lu Ming's feelings for him.I don't know where it started, but as soon as it goes deep, can it be said to be broken?

But it turns out that what can make people emotional is not only love, but also hate.

The cut marks were unsheathed, and the ice-blue sword was able to meet Lu Ming's Qingyue scimitar.

Fighting hand to hand, the cyan-blue sword light and the moon-white sword light merged into one, which was dazzlingly gorgeous, but it was no longer the old saying that swords and swords combined.

Those who were still immersed in the chaotic battle were all shocked, no one knew what happened, so that the two masters and servants faced each other with swords.

Sha Sang broke Kai Jingzhi's indomitable move with a sword, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Dazuo's evil spirit was flowing in the arena, and the source of the storm was the inextricably dark shadow Lu Ming who was fighting Jiang Qichen at the moment.

His sanity was gradually eroded by evil spirits, only blood and killing remained in his eyes, and the monstrous killing intent swept across the Pei family's ancestral altar like a strong wind.

Everyone present was shocked, and the hostility was even worse than what Pei Tianxiao had just now.Everyone abandoned their weapons and sat cross-legged to adjust their breath.

Jiang Qichen was terrified. If Lu Ming continued to lose control...all of them would die here...

He suppressed the discomfort, and stepped forward against the tyrannical aura on Lu Ming's body.The silver chain around his hand seemed to be terribly afraid of this terrifying momentum, and it was loosened from his wrist, and the blue sword light of the cut mark suddenly dimmed a bit.

Qingyue's scimitar's blade was terrifying and fierce. The black air between Lu Ming's eyebrows spread to his whole body in an instant, the burning heat on his shoulders disappeared, and [-]% of his internal energy was concentrated on the blade.

"Lu Ming!"

Jiang Qichen held back the breathtaking blade, but Lu Ming pressed down on the cut mark with a single blow.The blade ran backwards, and the blade sank into his shoulder in an instant.

He only felt a pain in his chest, and a fishy sweetness slowly flowed down from his mouth.Even if he didn't want to admit it anymore, he also clearly realized at this moment that the evil spirit in Lu Ming's body once again broke through the shackles of the immeasurable seal.

"... Ming'er," he stared at Lu Ming's blood-red eyes, and said with difficulty: "Don't be controlled by it..."

The internal force in the palm was concentrated, and the silver chain jumped a few times and finally wrapped around Jiang Qichen's wrist again.He gritted his teeth, and forcefully lifted Qingyue's scimitar away.As soon as Zhan Hen left his shoulder, a string of scorching blood beads were brought up, and a little bit of blood fell on Lu Ming's pale face, which made him shiver.

The author has something to say:

I always feel that my emotions are not in place... I am probably a devil...