At this time, Ru Huan was very sympathetic to Ji Xuanran.

His eyes, which should have been innocent and clean, are now full of scarlet blood, although they reveal crazy and bloody desires, but Ru Huan always feels that behind the killing, there is a desire for redemption!

At the moment when the eyes of the two met, Ji Xuanran felt that a claustrophobic place in his heart was stirred, and this moment of hesitation made his palm deviate, and the cold palm wind blasted the soil on the ground into a deep hole.

On this side, Ji Xuanran finally chose the moment when his subordinates were merciful, but the soldiers around him burst into a low shout, and what they were amazed was not Ji Xuanran and Ru Huan, but all their eyes were focused on the other battle.

Ru Huan and Ji Xuanran were also attracted by the voice, the two of them stopped fighting and turned their heads to look, and when they saw the scene in front of them clearly, Ru Huan only felt that the sky was falling and a wave of dizziness hit, and he moved his lips and wanted to shout, but he felt that he couldn't breathe because of the bitterness in his mouth!

Feng Jiechen and Leng Xiuze made a few moves, and after he was seriously injured, he was obviously defeated by the world's number one fast sword. "The sky is full of rain and rain, only fast is not broken", also using the sword, Feng Jiechen clearly felt the gap between the two in martial arts.

Because Ru Huan broke his heart, he had already decided to show no mercy. So when he saw Yiren again today, he simply treated her as air. It's just that the superficial expression can be faked, but this emotion of love that is more than life can never be discharged.

I can't get it anyway, so why don't I make her crazy hate!

There is only one way to make you hate yourself so much that you can't forget yourself in this life, and that is to kill Leng Xiuze!

The god-like face of the wind and dust has turned into a demon in the night, and the idea of killing Leng Xiuze is growing wildly in his heart, and he is planning how to turn defeat into victory, and the corner of his eye suddenly looks at Zhiqiu who is secretly approaching.

Zhiqiu's innocent face was full of worry, but the big eyes were surging with affection when looking at the wind and dust.

If Leng Xiuze could see Zhiqiu's expression at this time, then maybe he could prevent the tragedy from happening, but he couldn't see it, although he heard Zhiqiu's footsteps, he just thought that Zhiqiu was worried about Ru Huan and himself, so he approached to watch the battle.

Leng Xiuze's sword went sideways, and the direction of the stab was all unexpected, which had already made Feng Jiechen hurry, his ears suddenly moved, and he clearly heard that Feng Jiechen seemed to have accidentally stepped on a stone, and his body flashed slightly. The other party's negligence was really a good opportunity to hurt the enemy, he was worried that Ru Huan and Ji Xuanran wanted to rescue him, and the crisis of being in the enemy camp also made him no longer have any brotherly feelings to speak of.

The sword carried the evil aura of Hell Shura, and the beautiful face was also covered with the terrifying aura of summoning death at the same time, Leng Xiuze, who had already "fallen into the Shura Dao", did not hesitate or have no emotion, and roared away with a life-threatening sword that stabbed straight into Feng Jiechen's chest!

The wound on Feng Jiechen's shoulder seemed to be painful at this time, his expression was slightly sideways in pain, and the cold blade flickered to see that it was a disaster that broke his chest. Just as the blade was only half a meter away from him, a petite figure suddenly flew in!

Zhiqiu stretched out his arms and blocked in front of Feng Jiechen!

Leng Xiuze suddenly felt Zhiqiu's blocking behavior, and the touch of the tip of the sword in the air was about to pierce her body, Leng Xiuze hurriedly retracted his strength and returned the sword. Since this stab was originally used with all his strength, the strength of the sword return was too strong at this time, and his body couldn't help but rush forward and almost collided with Zhiqiu.

Just when Leng Xiuze withdrew his internal strength and wanted to avoid Zhiqiu, he heard the exclamations of the soldiers in his ears, and then a sharp pain hit his right flank.

Leng Xiuze was startled and hurriedly retreated with his feet, but fortunately, the other party's sword blade had just pierced into his body, and although it hurt the skin on his right flank, it was not serious.

Isn't it Zhiqiu in front of you? Could it be that Zhiqiu stabbed himself?

Leng Xiuze couldn't see the scene in front of him, but Ru Huan saw it clearly!

The sword of the wind and dust passed through Zhiqiu's back through his chest, and it was precisely because Zhiqiu's body blocked the murderous aura and the sound of the wind, so Leng Xiuze failed to dodge in time and was finally injured by the sword!

"Despicable!" Ru Huan finally broke through the shock and screamed, and she rushed straight towards Zhiqiu.

Feng Jiechen's eyes were so cold that there was no emotion, he pulled out his sword with his hand, and Zhiqiu's chest spurted a red and fell to the ground.

When Ru Huan picked up Zhiqiu, she had only the last remaining bit of consciousness, although the young lady was crying in her ear, but she felt that the young lady was extremely far away from her.

In the increasingly blurred vision, there is the cold handsome face of Feng Jiechen, although it is still heartbreakingly beautiful, but in the amber pupils, it is hidden behind the coldness...... Endless Despair......

Seeing such a look, Zhiqiu's mind couldn't help but think of the first time he met with the wind and dust. At that time, he had an elegant smile on his face, and it was this smile that made him fall into an irreredeemable love!

Zhiqiu realized that it was Feng Jiechen who killed her, but she didn't hate him when she was dying, she just remembered the gentle smile, and then looked at the coldness of despair in front of her at this time, her heart was full of pity and regret.

His Royal Highness the Prince, Zhiqiu is ashamed that he couldn't help you.

But Zhiqiu hopes that you don't despair, and life will eventually usher in the beauty that belongs to His Highness, right?

Ah, how nice it would be to see His Highness's original smile full of warmth again......

When Zhiqiu's consciousness finally drifted away, Ru Huan felt that his chest was almost bursting due to grief!

There had never been such a strong hatred in her heart, and this was the first time that she clearly wanted to die alone!

There was still no other emotion between the eyebrows of the wind and dust except for coldness, and even the mask that pretended to be gentle did not exist: "I wanted to pierce two with a sword, but you still escaped." He didn't seem to see Ru Huan's flickering hateful gaze, and these words were addressed to Leng Xiuze.

Leng Xiuze heard the general idea of what was going on, he slowly came behind Ru Huan and stretched out his hand to pat the other party's shoulder as a reassurance, but bluntly reprimanded Qi Qijiechen's coldness: "Zhiqiu fought with his life to block the sword for you, but you mercilessly pierced her body with a sharp blade just so that I couldn't prevent it." If you can't do martial arts, you used such despicable and cunning methods, are you finally willing to show your viciousness in front of others? “

Leng Xiuze's words were not wrong, the soldiers of the Holy Domain had always thought that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was a gentleman of benevolence and virtue, and the biggest reason why so many people exclaimed in surprise was that they didn't want to believe that worshipping existence would use such shameless means?

But at this time, Feng Jiechen didn't care about the fake benevolence and righteousness of selling fame and reputation, he just looked at Leng Xiuze indifferently, and his voice was so cold that everyone was shocked.

"You're not her, and you don't know that for her, dying at the hands of this palace is not happiness?"

Hearing this, Ru Huan couldn't help but glance down at Zhiqiu in her arms, indeed, even though she was gone, there was only a faint sadness on her face that had lost her life, as if she had regrets that a certain wish had not been fulfilled. That's it, but I don't see even a trace of pain and hatred.

If he could have discovered Zhiqiu's deep affection for Feng Jiechen earlier, would he have been able to avoid such a sad ending?

Feng Jiechen didn't seem to see Ru Huan's pain, only to see the dark and cold muzzle of the gun in the dark night, silently pointing at Leng Xiuze's eyebrows!