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"We grew up together since we were young..." The senior brother couldn't bear to see the blood red all over the floor.

Jiang Ling sighed in his heart, got up slowly, stood with his back to the senior brother, and said: "Senior brother, many things are unreasonable. If it wasn't for a high-level game, I would be the one lying in a pool of blood in the future. Why don't I want to share with the senior brothers Brother Gong, help each other, but you also understand that Master took the three of us as apprentices in order to select the best and use them, and the winner will be the king."

The elder brother remained silent, watching more and more dead soldiers gradually appearing around him, surrounding him.

"Eldest brother, Master told us that day when he left three lottery marks. You can choose, but you don't have to." Jiang Lingxin gently raised her hand, and her sleeves slipped off, revealing her thin wrist bones. "When we brothers and sisters each take one, we are destined to have today."

When Jiang Lingxin's hand fell lightly, the murderous intent of the dead soldiers around him surged, and the cold blades all rushed towards the senior brother!

"A Ling!" Eldest Brother frowned, although there was sadness in his eyes, the hand that drew the saber was steady.Jiang Lingxin turned around and looked at his senior brother who grew up together with a calm expression.

As expected of the eldest brother of the Tianyi Mansion, the way of killing the dead in exchange for injuries failed to hurt his foundation, and the shadow of the sword was like a waterfall, with ease.Perhaps it was the killing intent and the sword wind that disturbed the little guy in his belly, Jiang Lingxin couldn't help frowning slightly and stroking his painful belly.

The elder brother wiped a dead man's throat with a knife, blood sprayed out, and the dead man's knife only scratched a bloody hole on his arm.He seemed to have noticed something wrong with Jiang Ling's heart, and he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that his cold-hearted junior brother's round waist was about to collapse.

Jiang Lingxin looked up with a pale face, glanced at senior brother, and said softly: "I don't think about myself, I have to think about me and Master's children. Don't blame me, senior brother."

Eldest brother paused at Daofeng, suddenly raised his eyes to look at Jiang Lingxin, and said hoarsely: "What did you say?" The remaining dead soldiers around were most aware of the timing, and their swords were fierce, and they went straight towards the elder brother.

"I said..." Jiang Lingxin raised his hand to take a dragon tongue bow from Maosi's hand, nocking the arrow and drawing the bow like a full moon, aimed at the elder brother who was unable to escape from the attack of the dead men, and said: "Eldest brother, your Distraught."

Arrows shot out, blood spattered.

A white jade leaf hanging from his neck fell and broke in two.

Jiang Lingxin walked forward slowly, watching his elder brother's eyes gradually fade to the last gleam, and he knelt down on the ground.

"Eldest senior brother." Jiang Lingxin picked up the broken jade on the ground, on which the master himself carved the names of his disciples. "Why pretend to like me. I knew that you didn't like me at all when Master brought me in front of you when I was seven years old." No one would want the favor they desire to be divided.

The painting boat returned to silence again, Jiang Lingxin looked tired, and whispered to himself: "Only those who are tempted will have weaknesses. Fortunately... fortunately, you didn't come with me that day."

"Master." Maosi held a paper lantern in his hand.

Jiang Ling came back to his senses: "Put the dead on the totem of the Palace Lotus Sect and burn the boat. Write a letter to Master. The Palace Lotus Sect is lurking in Jinling, with evil intentions and disturbing the feet of the emperor. Senior brother and second senior brother are here to help Stop the remnants of the evil cult, die in the line of duty, and have a decent burial."

On Luoxian Lake, the flames soared into the sky, covering up the blood.

Jiang Lingxin reflected the flames on the other side, looked at the chessboard, and did not move for a long time.It wasn't until Khan fell on the chessboard that he looked up at Maosi, pointed to his waist and abdomen, and said, "It's moving very hard, isn't it going to die?"

Maosi: ...

Maosi was the only one among his shadow guards who had practiced medical skills. After taking his pulse carefully, he said, "It's because the fetal gas is not stable. It's best for the master to stay in bed until the little master is born."

Jiang Lingxin put his palms gently on his belly, didn't respond to Mao Si's words, just lowered his head to the panicked little thing in his belly, and said: "You have to rely on yourself."

Live strong, I have no time to take care of you.