Jing Xuan's intonation and pause made the senior sister feel that she was playing tricks, because she was always working the power in her body as if she were delaying time. For now, she had broken free from her restraints and was just standing still.

Raise your hand, thousands of peach blossoms are coming, and the senior sister warns:

"Stay by, you still have a chance to live. ”

"I didn't want to live, and I wouldn't let you take me away. ”

"It's up to you!"

The peach petals swirled and tried to wrap Jing Xuan, but the latter's strength resisted stubbornly, making it difficult to move when it reached the position of her waist.

"Do you know that last time I was in the Martial King's Mansion, why couldn't you sense the black qi and demonic power in my body?"

The senior sister frowned, slowing down the speed at which her fingers were straightened. Ke Jingxuan released the power in her body in an instant and wrapped the prince beside her. He has to leave some suspense for the senior sister, and what he says is unclear in order to arouse people's curiosity and caution. And she, who will die here, is ready to sacrifice.

In the end, she can be said to have fought for a great cause all her life, but before she dies, there is still something that must be done.

The black qi wrapped into a ball, enveloping the prince, and Mrs. Jialing looked at it, almost breaking down and shouting his name. The only thing you may hear is Ah Candle beside you, and it can't reach high in the sky.

"With Senior Sister here, it'll be fine!"

Senior Sister is not a god, in order to avoid hurting the innocent and prevent Jing Xuan from escaping, she used most of the power in her body to create this space. Correspondingly, the strength has decreased, otherwise this Jingxuan would not be able to do this kind of thing at this time.

Peach blossom follows the wind, moving around the ball as Mrs. Jialing collapses to the ground, wrapping it in an attempt to shatter it. Even if the senior sister's strength at this time was only thirty percent of the body, it still disintegrated the black qi little by little. She could have collapsed in an instant, but the price was too great, and in that case, Jing Xuan was very likely to die. The latter is damned, the demon path may have accidentally fallen into, but the black qi was definitely actively introduced into the body. But damn it, it's not this time.

Senior Sister needs to know the news of her companion from Jing Xuan's mouth, and so far, people with black qi magic dao have rarely been discovered, and even if they are discovered, they are rarely captured alive. Therefore, her life is needed. But when the peach blossoms gradually eat away at the black ball, Jing Xuan in it is preparing for the final farewell.

A black gas was ripped out of the prince's body, leaving him covered in cold sweat and pain, as if his life was being taken from him. He was resisting, and words popped out between his teeth, extremely powerful.

"What do you want?"

The prince now regrets that he shouldn't have known Jing Xuan, and that he was too greedy. But it's too late to realize this.

"Don't kill me!"

His voice was hoarse, and the pain was getting stronger and stronger, and if it was an ordinary general, he would be unconscious at this time. But he gritted his teeth and begged for mercy with his last breath. He didn't want to die, but he felt a part of his body being forcibly torn apart, like losing something extremely important, he felt like there was blood flowing on the surface of his body, and every time he slipped by, he was closer to death.

Is this the end of yourself? Unwilling, unwilling!

The prince felt that the armor was very heavy, and his body was very soft, as if he had lost his bones. But Jing Xuan didn't want to hurt him, she just pulled out all this power and stuffed it into her body. She devoured the power of the black qi demonic path in one gulp, and some anxiety appeared on her little face in the darkness. Zuo Xiufang's strength is too strong, but in just five minutes, the ball will be torn. She only had five minutes left, and she had to finish the matter.

In the dark, Jing Xuan became the innocent appearance again, she held the prince's face with both hands, and said very solemnly:

"When we first met, I knew we were going to be discovered, and the world seems bright, but not all light is correct. Neither the black qi nor the demonic power I gave you encroached on your mind, and now I have taken them back. If she asks in the future, you say that I control you, and she will believe it, because those who have the power of black qi and demonic ways are bastards who are unforgivable in their eyes. Whatever it is, we do it. ”

The prince was stunned, and when he opened his eyes, his eyelashes were covered with beads of sweat, which dripped into his eyes, causing them pain, like salt on a wound. Ke Jingxuan's ...... How did it look different from what he thought?

"You...... You don't want to kill me?"

Jing Xuan suddenly smiled, and her smile was amazing, like a miasma of black smoke, and a very small flower bloomed on the battlefield where the war was raging. The flower was pure, there was not a speck of dust on it, and it emerged from the dirty, blood-stained crimson ground. It grows aggressively upwards and is not bound by anything.

"Fool, how could I kill you?"

Jing Xuan stepped forward and kissed the prince. This kiss is a parting of life and death, a disappearance, a past fate, and a continuation of ambition.

There was no peculiar smell or fishy smell in the kiss, and there was nothing wrong with it, but as before, it was like the prince resting on her lap when he was tired, and the comfort was indescribable. But the faint fragrance gradually moved away from him, and after this short kiss, there was nothing else, just a complicated confrontation.

"Is it true that you came to me?"

This was the question that the prince was most concerned about, and at this time, he asked it again, and said that he should think clearly before answering. Jing Xuan smiled and nodded, saying it was true.

At this moment, the prince was teary-eyed. He had asked this question many times, and he had also asked it the last time Zuo Xiufang was standing in the sky above King Wu's Mansion. But the first time I asked, it was very far away. It was the first time Jing Xuan had shown the power of the Demon Dao, and she wanted to use it to help him, but the prince asked why, what was his intention. Jing Xuan said at that time:

"The Demon Dao may not be a good thing, but we are not good people in the first place, otherwise why would war break out? War and death are equated. But when a man is alive, he should have great ambitions, and it is not an exaggeration to dominate the world. Dare to ask Dongfang Daxia, a corner of the southern country, the projectile shooting column, the barbarian Goulong Bang clan, and the cowardly Tianmeng, which one is the enemy of the Southern Shang? Although His Royal Highness King Wu is not an emperor, he has lived in the palace for a long time, how did he know that His Royal Highness is hard? His Royal Highness has the heart of an emperor, and he should be assisted by strategists and military generals to protect you. I have come to you to make you king and to help you ascend to the throne!"

Standing on the top of the mountain that day, the two of them looked at the world from afar. Although it is disobedient, what can be moved is the truth.

At that moment, Jing Xuan was really moved, and she forgot that this was her task. But whether she was emotional or not, she completed her task very well. From the time the prince said, "Call me Jingqi in the future", she has succeeded, and so far, she has never failed.

Tears were dripping in the darkness, and when Jing Xuan saw it, she asked him:

"Will you continue to lead the troops and fulfill your ambitions?"

"Can I do without you?"

Over the years, he has traveled from place to place, but the land he really occupies is still only the three big cities of Great Xia, which is less than one-thousandth of his ambition. But this is still with Jing Xuan's assistance, if she leaves, I'm afraid the situation will be even worse.

"After I leave, you don't have to be careful, show your ambition and bravery! The army that has been refined long ago can only play a role in your hands, and your journey has just begun. ”

There was less and less darkness around him, but the prince's face was anxious, and this was the saddest thing he had ever been when he was close to the light.

"What about you?"

"Go to heaven. ”

Jing Xuan felt that she could go to heaven instead of hell, although what she had to do at this time was still sinful.

"I left some injuries when I pulled the black qi and demonic power out of your body just now, and it may hurt a little for a while, so you have to hold back. ”

The softer her tone, the more painful the parting became. The darkness was broken, and the prince saw a pale pink light, which shone from the outside world, and quickly peeled the eggshell open, trying to remove two of the chicks. Seeing this, Jing Xuan didn't talk nonsense anymore, her palm fell on the prince's chest, and she shot out of the peach blossom suddenly.

The peach blossoms were crushed, causing the senior sister to frown. The dignified prince, since he has become a container for her to store the power of the black qi demonic path, it is really sad. But even with this power, she can't escape!

When the senior sister swept away, the peach blossom tore the black eggshell and went with her, but the prince fell from the sky, causing Mrs. Jialing to shout nervously:

"Jingqi!"

She had been frightened before, lest the prince die in the dark, but he was still moving his arm, and he should not be dead. Don't die, this lady who changed into a strong suit got up from the ground and ran in the direction where Wang Jingqi fell. Before her, she wanted to catch him, but she wasn't fast enough and watched him fall to the ground.

Ah Candle stopped in place, a little scared, if he fell to his death, Mrs. Jialing and his end would be too miserable, and he finally drove away the fox spirit beside him, but he didn't expect to die like this. Ah Candle underestimates the tenacious vitality of the prince, but anyone who has been on the battlefield will be extremely tenacious.

The moment Jing Xuan left, Wang Jingqi felt a tingling pain from being pricked by needles. The stinging pain spread all over his body, causing half of his large teeth to be crushed, but it was not enough to resist the pain.

"Jingqi!"

Wang Jingqi was lying on the ground, and the ground behind him was bubbling with low grass, which was like a warm blanket, but now it became a green slurry, dyed on the cloak and difficult to clean. The black cloak became a coffin for silent mourning, but Mrs. Jialing, who was referred to in the corner, was running in tears.

She was in a hurry, knelt beside Wang Jingqi, and saw that his eyes were still open, so she didn't continue to cry. But the choking in my throat was uncomfortable like swallowing a sharp needle.

"Jing Qi, are you alright?

Madame's tears dripped on the prince's armor and body, one drop after another, but he only said:

"Help me up. ”

Madame did so, and didn't react to why Jing Qi was not surprised that she was also here. He just pillowed his wife's warm embrace and looked at the two figures in the sky. Compared to the darkness, the peach petals are much more beautiful, but his gaze is always only towards the darkness, as if he is hooked by it.

Mrs. Jialing was weak, so she hugged her in this position for a while, and Wang Jingqi's cold sweat and her own sweat soaked her chest and sleeves. In this half-leaning posture, he gave all his weight to the lady behind him. Jia Ling's panting voice was obviously difficult, but Jing Qi just said lightly:

"Don't move. ”

His voice was low, but he couldn't hide the coldness. Jialing was stunned in place, not daring to move, but she lowered her head stiffly, and when she looked at Wang Jingqi in her arms, she seemed to understand a certain truth. Someone who doesn't love you won't love you at any time, and he may rather find someone else than fall in love with himself.

Jia Ling sat in the shade of peach blossoms, her face was extremely trance-like, and there was no look in her eyes. The real discouragement is probably not something that can be obtained by a single setback, but by countless expectations and disillusionment. How could she resist such repetitions as a weak woman?