Jing Mo collapsed on the ground and struggled for a long time before he stood up with the wall. Although he had always been cowardly, such a huge humiliation aroused his hatred. He staggered, blood flowed from his nose, mouth, and chest, and long blood marks winding out behind him. He walked step by step to Kong Qing, with the blood and broken teeth in his mouth, and gritted his teeth word by word: "You can't always follow Akui. There is always a time when she is alone, and if you have a species, you will beat me to death."

Kong Qing sighed silently. He didn't want his hands to be stained with the blood of the human race. If he had too much, he could not bear the punishment. But as for this, he could only endure the trouble once and for all. After all, Luo Kui's life was more important than the unlucky punishment. He said calmly: "Since you are determined to die, then I have to fulfill you." After that, he stretched his thin lips, slowly raised his hand, and a sword light headed straight for Jing Mo.

Before the sword light approached Jing Mo, he felt the murderous intent that was ruining the world. He was frightened and hated himself for being reckless. He even cruelly did not give up more legs. Since he could not beat him and could not run away, then it was difficult to give in and beg for mercy to have a chance to survive. His knees suddenly became soft, his limbs were lying on the ground, his cheeks were swollen, and he muttered: "Qing, Young Master Qing, I have just spoken without saying anything. Young Master Qing, please don't have the same knowledge as me, please."

"Young Master Qing." Before Jing Mo finished speaking, a cold sigh rang behind Kong Qing and said quietly: "Young Master Qing, forgot."

Kong Qing's expression was slightly stagnant, and his fingertips swayed slightly. The sword light immediately tilted, rubbed Jing Mo's cheek and swept over, leaving a very deep blood mark on his face, and the blood spread out in a flash. He then laughed sarcastically: "It's really a fool to threaten Luo Kui with your minor cultivation. Since Luo Kui said that you would leave your life, then leave it. But you have to remember that your life is always in my hands and I can take it at any time."

Jing Mo said nothing, and just bit his lips hard, leaving a trace of teeth of secret hatred.

"Jing Mo, Jing Mo." Qu Lian screamed with a shrill voice, ran out of the room, pulled off the hem of the skirt and wrapped it on Jing Mo's face, blood leaked out from her fingers, and she cried, "Jing Mo, Jing Mo." Then she looked back and said with hatred: "Luokui, why are you so cruel?"

Luo Kui said nothing, turned around and went into the room, took out a small golden can, threw it to Qu Lian from afar, and said coldly: "Apply medicine once in an hour, and tomorrow will be fine."

Jing Mo's eyes were dim and his heart was already ashamed. He gently held Qu Lian's hand and said just one word to leave. The two of them supported each other and disappeared into the vast snow.

Luo Kui stared blankly, her nose was sore, and her eyes seemed to be filled with wetness. She raised her head high, and the wetness suddenly turned into a river, filling her heart with all her empty heart. After a long time, she spoke in despair: "Young Master Qing is such a coincidence."

Kong Qing didn't say anything, but suddenly raised his hand unexpectedly. Her sleeves brushed past Luo Kui's eyes. She immediately closed her eyes and leaned back. He hugged her, hugged her horizontally in his arms, and placed her hands and feet on the four-pillar bed. Then she waved her sleeves and the door was closed by Wufeng.

A rustling sound suddenly came from the void, and then a white jade cong floated up and down. Kong Qing looked solemn. He made a gesture. The green light quickly bypassed Luo Kui's fingertips, condensed a drop of blood.

He tapped his fingertips, and the drop of blood sang into the jade cong. Layers of bright red mist immediately spread on the jade cong. The mist rolled around the jade for a moment, and disappeared invisible as if it was blown by the night wind. However, the jade cong was still white and had no change at all.

Kong Qing's face changed drastically, as pale as snow, and she staggered and fell on the edge of the bed, with tears in her eyes, and shook her head in great pain: "Why is this happening, how is this happening, how, how is this happening?"

It was Wen Yuan who walked in silently from outside. He raised his face with a hidden wry smile: "The jade of Qiang Rong has not changed color. She is a sure human race. Lao Liu, let it go, you and her will eventually be a bad fate."

Kong Qing shed tears secretly, and his hands gently rubbed Luo Kui's cheeks: "No, no, so what if it is the human race, third brother, I have missed so many years, this time I can't let go no further."

Wen Yuan sighed and asked back, "Lao Liu, do you still remember why she died and who she died in the past?"

This sentence was like a thunderous thunder. Kong Qing came back from the panic. Yes, forcibly doing something against the sky will only be wiped out. Yes, the things that happened back then were a cloud of haze. The haze dust came to his heart and fell a few particles. Although time flew, those haze dust never decreased. It gradually took root in his heart, and a large area of ​​suffocating haze was filled with. He opened his mouth with difficulty, feeling that breathing was difficult. It was so difficult for him to meet Luo Kui in the next lifetime. To this day, what he thought was not to protect her, but to do everything possible to kill her again. He smiled bitterly with tears, deeply feeling that what Kawatani said back then was a warning to Shihengyan. Luo Kui was really unlucky to be involved in him, and he died in his hands again.

Wen Yuan then sighed: "Lao Liu, have you ever thought that if the truth is revealed, you will be punished at most with your status in the clan, and at most you will be dispersed and re-educated. But as for her, she will be destroyed and she will not have the chance to be alive. Wouldn't she be wronged?"

Kong Qing stumbled at the corner of his lips, took a step back, shook his head with tears but couldn't say a word.

Wen Yuan slowly walked behind Kong Qing, patted his shoulder, and whispered: "Let go and Lao Liu, while she has not yet moved you. In this life, you can be with her ruthlessly and peacefully, and still be left to the next life, and you should be content."

Kong Qing shook his head unwillingly and said softly: "Third brother, third brother, maybe it's me, maybe I made the wrong move, can I try again? Third brother, try again, try again."

The word "love" is ultimately difficult to understand, and all the brothers were defeated by this word.

Wen Yuan nodded helplessly, moved to the edge of the bed, put his fingers on Luo Kui's wrist, and he exerted his strength secretly. Under the skin, the living creature could be seen moving upwards, like a nematode slowly moving along the meridians. After a long time, his face was pale and panicked: "Lao Liu, she is actually a body of a hundred Gu, don't you know?"

Kong Qing shook his head in shock:

"I, I, I don't know." He hurried forward, put his fingers on her thin wrist, and after some investigation, his face became more ugly, and he shook his head in dismay: "Three brothers, Third brothers, why did her meridians wither so much?"

Wen Yuan lamented: "The meridians all over her body withered. Not only is her cultivation difficult to improve in this life, and her life may not be too long. Has she never told you the reason?"

Kong Qing shook his head sadly. There are too many things in this world that are irreversible. The withering of meridians is one of them. His cultivation today is irreversible, unless, unless, it makes her remember the past, unless, unless, she is willing to bear the indelible hatred for life and life. He silent for a long time, heartache and sad, and gasped and said hurriedly: "Third brother, third brother, there may be suitable mental methods in ancient books. Although it cannot restore her cultivation, at least, it can at least block the withering of meridians. I will look for it, and I will look for it all."

Wen Yuan gave him a violent thunder: "You, if you care, it will be messy. You almost ruined the big thing. If you make up your mind, you can detect the abnormality in her bloodline, and it will not be like this. Since she is a body of hundreds of Gu, the jade of Qiangrong is useless. Since you suspect that his father is a traitor to the Shui Qilin clan, then Lao Liu, you are afraid that you have to go to this clan."

Kong Qing stared at him: "Okay, I'll go and borrow this tribe's holy relics."

Wen Yuan stroked his cuffs and hesitated: "I can't figure it out. If his father was a traitor to the Shui Qilin clan, if she was really a half-demon body, how could his father dare to make her marry a human race? Why did her father devote himself to the bloodthirsty path? Could it be that the martial arts in the bloodthirsty path can make her contaminate the aura of the human race without disturbing the law enforcement elders?"

Kong Qing shook his head silently: "I don't know, but his father could think of using the body of a hundred Gu to cover up her true bloodline. He would never be an unknown person. I will go to the wilderness for thousands of years, and no matter what, I will find out the truth."

"No." Wen Yuan stopped his words and shook his head and said in a calm manner: "Lao Liu, just find an excuse to lend it out. Don't talk about this girl's life experience, so she can save the beauty from holding her and causing trouble for herself."

Kong Qing knew Wen Yuan’s meaning, but the facts were indefinite. If it was leaked rashly, there would be endless troubles. He turned his eyes to Luo Kui, and just took the pulse. He was concerned about it. In fact, there was nothing wrong with the withering of the meridians. She couldn’t help but raise her hand and brush her face affectionately: “I am always by your side, you are your support, I will protect you. It’s okay if you live for a long time. If you are in one day, I will accompany you for one day. This life is gone, and there will be the next life, and there will be life for generations. I will accompany you.”

Wen Yuan nodded slightly and said, "Since that's the case, it's better to be safer and eliminate Luo Kui's memory tonight." After saying that, a green light jumped out of his fingertips and sank into Luo Kui's forehead.

That night, the snow rustled in the middle of the night, and thick snow piled on the dead branches. Occasionally, the sound of overwhelmed falling. Luo Kui woke up in this slight sound. He listened to the sound of the sounds that were in his ears, and finally he was completely asleep.

Lying there and tossing and turning, she thought, if Jing Mo really gave her a grievance, she was really willing to endure the grievance and marry, or to endure the grievance and break off the engagement. She suddenly sat up, shook her head and murmured: "No, I can't stand it."

Looking out the window, the snow gradually faded and finally stopped.

Luo Kui wrapped her cloak tightly and lay beside the window. When she opened the window, a cold wind blew on her face, making the spiritual platform clear and clear, without any hesitation.

Looking up at the sky, there is a clear moon in the dark sky, and the cold moon shines on the clear light.

The bright stars in the sky, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, are connected into a vast area between the sky.
Chapter completed!