Wen Yuan continued to insert a knife into Kong Qing's heart. The slightly cold voice was like a pale blade. He cut the bloody future with one knife and one knife. It was something that Kong Qing had always ignored and never looked at him: "Lao Liu, you can't do this at the moment. Then you and I thought about how to deal with yourself when you were the pioneers. In the past, you only knew that she was from a bloodthirsty path, but now she knew that she was the elder of the Fuxue Sect. The strength of this sect is comparable to that of the Tianyi Sect. If the demon clan and the human race start a war, this sect will definitely be a major concern for the father emperor, and it will be eliminated soon. At that time, if you can't make a ruthless move, the father emperor will have to deal with you, and you will really regret it too late."

Kong Qing staggered for a moment, and he was confused when he was concerned. He was only thinking about how to get under the moon, but he forgot the demon clan's eye for the human race, and forgot that he and she would eventually stand on both ends of opposition, and could not escape a life-and-death battle.

Seeing Kong Qing's expression slightly change, he was already moved. Wen Yuan continued to speak in a clever manner, like countless big-headed flies walking through the corridor: "Anyway, she hates and hurts now. It would be better to steal her back, than to fight in the future. I have to borrow a shoulder to lean on you and cry."

Kong Qing's eyes sterned, his heart moved slightly, his ruthlessness seemed like the stars in the sky, illuminating the whole silent heart, but it was fleeting. He was depressed, as if he was soaked in autumn frost, and he lowered his eyes and whispered: "Three brother, take Zelan with you, let's go."

Wen Yuan suddenly realized that he had just played the piano at the stupid cow, and fed the dog with all his good intentions. He was stunned for a moment, shook his head helplessly, and sighed and returned to the room.

The sound in the room gradually faded. Su Zi often walked around the world, avoiding open guns and hidden arrows. He had been hit by many knives and became a doctor for a long time. He became an expert in treating and healing injuries. He skillfully and carefully bandaged Luo Kui's bleeding-resistance medicine, and then transformed a large number of magic medicines to feed her. Only then could he barely replenish some qi and blood, so that she could sit up and say a few more words.

But the rib that was taken out could not be replenished no matter what. Fortunately, the rib was very pleasant to fall, but it lost too much blood and was weak for ten days and half a month, but it did not hurt the root cause.

Su Zi worked hard for a while, and when he saw that the injury had stabilized, he trembled and touched Luo Kui's face. The tip of his nose felt sore. Sorrow came from his heart. Tears slowly rippled in the bottom of his eyes. He finally held it back: "Without this rib, your cultivation level is over."

This low-level cultivation was useless for Luokui, but it was useless and heartbroken. Now it was just right for her to make a plan. She gently pressed Su Zi's hand and chuckled weakly: "Whether this rib is my cultivation has already finished."

"What, little witch, you, you actually took it." Jiang Qi came over with a moon-white shirt. He just heard this and rushed to the edge of the bed. He thought she was only injured one or two, but she was just bleeding, which looked scary, but unexpectedly, she was so determined that she was willing to take action so hard. He held her hand through the curtain, and the coldness almost soaked into the depths of the bones. His voice was trembling violently, and he could no longer connect it to a complete sentence: "Little, little witch, does it hurt?"

Luo Kui pinched Jiang Li's hand weakly. Although she was already in a state of cold sweat, she still shook her head and said in a weak trembling voice: "It doesn't hurt, it's okay."

Su Zi turned his head, rubbed the eyes casually, and smiled lightly: "Now, you can be lazy openly."

"That's natural." Luo Kui clenched at Su Zi's lips, her expression calmly and relaxed, as if she had nothing to worry about. But Su Zi turned her head and got out of bed and put down the curtain. She bit her lips deeply. The bitterness rose from the bottom of her heart and condensed on the tip of her tongue, and it would not dissipate for a long time.

Jiang Jie looked at the thin and shallow figure of the thin figure who was as faint as a gust of wind, and his heartache could not stop his heart. He stuffed his clothes into the curtain and whispered softly: "Little demon, I will protect you, protect you for the rest of my life."

The flowing light stopped for a moment, Luo Kui quietly looked at each other through the curtains. She had been like this for a lifetime. I don’t know how many bumps and variables there would be. How many people could not forget their original intentions in these bumps and variables. Who can truly rely on and forever?

Su Zi sighed, with a hidden pain in his breath, which was helpless, and he couldn't help but say: "If it weren't for the purpose of protecting me and protecting Xuanming, you wouldn't have to beg him to rescue the Spirit Immortal. Speaking of which, we have dragged you down."

Luo Kui felt a stuttering in her heart. Through the curtain, she patted Jiang Li's hand silently. There was a rustling sound. She changed her clothes hard and chuckled hard, "Brother, you and I are close relatives, don't say anything to be burdened or not."

Jiang Li turned his eyes and saw the dress thrown on the ground. Blood stains stinged his eyes. He had just calmed down and felt hatred again: "Just, let him go like this?"

Sighing like the wind, flying out of the depths of the curtain, Luo Kui whispered: "As the leader of a sect, I have my own responsibilities. I should bear the kindness I deserve, whether I am willing or forced to do anything, the dragon clan should not offend me, otherwise there will be endless troubles. Besides, now that the enemy is flocking around, you must not make any mistakes or create half an enemy. This matter can only be done in this way, and can truly calm his anger, make him feel guilty, and cannot stumbling against us with peace of mind."

Jiang Jie lifted up the curtain and hung it on the carved copper hook. He had always known that it was cold at a high place, but it was not cold at a distance. It was simply a matter of life. Those who were in the upper position had so many bodies that could not help but take the bones at once, and even their eyes didn't blink. Hearing these words, he realized how many things he was in the sect and as the young sect leader he had not experienced before, and how many things his father had suffered for him.

"Okay." Luo Kui leaned against the head of the bed, covering her wound, her eyebrows tightly frowned in pain, and whispered with difficulty: "Things that can be solved with a rib are more cost-effective than filling in a few lives."

In fact, there is a deeper meaning. Luo Kui did not say bluntly. She was willing to take a bone, so naturally she was not just to repay Kong Qing, nor to calm his anger, but also to plan for the future. At that time, the promise that Kong Qing was a situation, and now the situation was a situation. In this link, she was sure that Kong Qing was not a cold and vicious person, and she killed the decisive person. The demon clan has been coveting the human race for a long time and has always been waiting for the battle. If he really fights in the future, Kong Qing thought about today's affairs, with his position in the dragon clan, it would always be convenient and feasible.

"You always make sense." Jiang Li shook her head helplessly, put her hand in his palm, restraining her heartache, and laughed jokingly: "I can't always tell you."

Luo Kui leaned her head and looked at Jiang Li with a complicated expression. He always looked like this, unlike himself, who always struggled with endless calculations, one after another, trapped others and trapped herself. She sighed silently, wishing that he would always be like this, not calculating anyone, nor being calculating anyone.

Su Zi looked at the two of them and shook her head helplessly, giving birth to a bit of emotion that she was too young to stay. She smiled coldly: "Young Master Jiang, let me speak with you."

Jiang Qi looked at Luo Kui without turning his eyes, raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Young Master just say something. I won't hide what the young master said from the little witch."

Luo Kui pursed her lips and smiled hard: "Brother, just say it, let's listen."

Su Zi glared at the two people hatefully, and said a few good words, then said bluntly: "Young Master Jiang, Zhengyang Dao and Bloodthirsty Dao are incompatible. You know my fate. You have to think clearly. Once this matter is known, it will be difficult for you to gain a foothold in the world. Do you have to pull Luo Kui and get into this muddy water? Are you willing to give up the position of the leader of Tianyi Sect at your fingertips? Are you willing to let Luo Kui follow you without a name and escape from the world from now on."

Jiang Qi picked up Luo Kui's hand and stared at each other. For the first time, he lost his joking smile. His eyes were so bright, as if he was the brightest star before dawn: "Don't worry, my eldest son, I will explain this matter clearly to my father. The media married him and will never let the little witch down."

"The Lord Ruojiang Sect is determined not to accept it." Su Zi asked reluctantly. In fact, the three people in the room knew that Jiang Miaoji would not agree. Although Jiang Li is not his only son, he is the son who has the greatest hope. How could he let a bloodthirsty witch destroy Jiang Li's reputation and cut off the inheritance of Tianyi Sect.

Jiang Li had already made up his mind and thought clearly about the consequences. When he was about to come, he talked to Yun Suizi for a while before he moved him and let him come over. Since he was here, he wanted to give Luo Kui and Su Zi an explanation, and then said calmly: "If my father insisted on refusing, I, Jiang Li, will be a man in the blood of the blood from now on." Seeing that Su Zi was shocked and unbelievable, he paused, raised three fingers and spoke solemnly: "I, Jiang Li, will never let Shui Luo Kui down in this life. If I violate this vow, I will be backfired and destroyed."

This was so cruel that it hit Luo Kui's heart and caused ripples. She always believed that the love between two people at first sight was often aroused by the desire to see each other, and the so-called love over time was just the best choice after weighing the pros and cons. She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Li. She never thought that there would be such a person who could do everything for her and give up everything.

She reached out and covered Jiang Li's mouth tightly. The oath was too heavy. She was afraid that she and him would not be able to bear it. She was afraid that she would eventually drag him down, and even more afraid that she would let him down.

These four eyes are facing each other, and there is a faint feeling flowing in the tranquility. At this time, everything you say is inappropriate and redundant.
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