Chapter 144: Listening to the Snow House Series (18)

The surging sword qi swept through the air, shining with crimson light, and sword after sword, all poked towards Bai Jiao's life. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Suddenly, an extremely familiar face appeared in front of him, it was Qinglan's face!

The image of the memory emerges here:

"Don't be afraid, I'll accompany you in the future, and I'll be with you for the rest of your life......"

A cool wind blows in the valley of the sunken sand, and poppies, chrysanthemums, and sunflowers move with the wind in the distance.

The little girl on the boy's back was in tears, holding the boy's tightly.

"Daddy doesn't want Ah Jing anymore, I thought that no one would want Ah Jing anymore......"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid......" His weak shoulders held up a piece of heaven for her.

……

The sword that stabbed forward could not be pierced.

Shu Jingrong muttered: "Qinglan, Qinglan......"

Oops, she's in a hallucination!

Xiao Yiqing shouted: "Ah Jing, wake up!" ā€

It was like a clear spring pouring in, and the heart that was originally slightly confused suddenly cleared.

The crimson sword stabbed into Bai Jiao's chest, and suddenly a flower appeared in front of her, as if piercing cotton.

Bai Jiao's original standing position lost her figure.

"What a Five Elements Dafa, Jia Ruo's sacrificial mana is profound, and he has good skills!" Shu Jingrong sneered and slashed his sword across his chest.

"Haitian Dragon Battle Blood Xuanhuang", the White Emperor's peerless sword move was finally used.

It was as if an endless sea poured in, and the sky was full of lightning and thunder, shaking people's scalps.

"What a move to fight the sea and sky dragons!" Bai Jiao praised, "Ming'er, your sword move, you should win the master back then!" ā€

The sword in Bai Jiao's hand also flew up, and the same move was greeted by the sea and sky dragon battle.

The fierce sword qi was stirring in the Moon Palace, and the people in the Moon Palace were all martial arts practitioners, with high skills, but Minghe was an ordinary person, and he couldn't stand such a strong sword qi, and he highlighted a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

"Minghe!" Bai Jiao rose in the air, flew to Minghe's side, and helped the person up.

Looking at her pale face, my heart was cold, I turned my head to look at Shu Jingrong, and said coldly:

"Ah Jing, do you want to kill the defenseless?"

Shu Jingrong was stunned.

Over the years, she has stepped on the sea of corpses and blood, although she can't be said to be kind, but she has killed people in the martial arts.

She has her bottom line, against defenseless weaklings, she has never moved.

Everyone says that Shu Jingrong is an iron-blooded and ruthless female devil, but only those who know know that there is a piece of softness in her heart that is not easy for ordinary people to detect.

Otherwise, she would not have killed each other with Xiao Yiqing in the end in order to protect Shi Mingyan, who had nothing to do with him.

But how did Garo know?

Why did he know her so well?

A gluttonous man with a human face and a sheep's body suddenly appeared in the Aiyue Palace, the pinch of red hair on his forehead was so obvious, seeing Bai Jiao, he came to her affectionately, and suddenly as if he had found something, he looked at Shu Jingrong and ran towards her happily.

Shu Jingrong was stunned: "Zhu'er! ā€

"Zhu'er, send Minghe away, remember to ensure her safety!" Bai Jiao raised her sword and commanded.

Zhu Er turned around, although she was still very enthusiastic about Shu Jingrong, but when she heard Bai Jiao's order, she obediently returned to Minghe's side, squatted down, and prepared to let Minghe ride up.

"Who the hell are you?"

Although Bai Jiao said that he was not Qinglan, many of the things he presented showed that he was Qinglan without exception.

The jade on his finger was a gift from her to Qinglan, he called her a name that no outsiders knew, he had read the secret sword trick that was not passed down under the White Emperor's sect, and he would even use the sea and sky dragon to fight, and Zhu'er, such a familiar Zhu'er......

He said he was a ghost, real or fake?

Why didn't he admit it?

"You're not Qinglan, Qinglan is dead, dead!" Shu Jingrong suddenly shouted, "These are all coincidences, you just want to use Qinglan's face to make me unable to do it, you are so despicable!" ā€

Yes, she's right!

Bai Jiao couldn't help but praise Shu Jingrong's keenness.

"Shu Jingrong?" Minghe suddenly spoke, his eyes were full of hostility, "You want to kill Jiaruo?" ā€

Minghe stepped forward and straightened his chest: "Then, you kill me first!" ā€

Bai Jiao was startled, rushed to Minghe's side and pulled her, and roared angrily: "Minghe, you are crazy!" ā€

At this time, she and Shu Jingrong and Xiao Yiqing didn't have a clear idea.

What is Minghe doing when he comes in, I don't think it's complicated?

"Garo, what are you afraid of, it's a big deal, we will release the evil spirits in the holy lake, and everyone will die together! Didn't Xiao Yiqing ask for the bones in the lake, give them to him, let him jump into the lake and fish them out, as long as he can catch them! And Shu Jingrong wants to kill you? ā€œ

Minghe sneered: "Who are you?" The most powerful sacrifice of the Lunatic Cult, she is a mortal, can she kill you?! Anything you talk to them about, kill them! ā€

Hehe, Bai Jiao smiled bitterly, if this was the case, she wouldn't have to spend so much time with the two of them!

The picture of fighting with Xiao Yiqing and Shu Jingrong, she can handle it alone, but when the two join forces, she is not sure.

Especially Shu Jingrong, she is simply her nemesis!

Although Qing Lan in her body didn't speak, Bai Jiao believed that as long as she hurt Shu Jingrong, she would definitely encounter the same problem as Jia Ruo, and compete with Qing Lan for control of this body, and when the time came, it would be broken!

"Minghe, don't talk nonsense!" An icy chill rose in Bai Jiao's eyes, "What's in the lake, it's not that you don't know." Put it out? ā€

With so many resentful spirits, when they are released, no one can predict what will happen.

Bai Jiao just wants to complete the task smoothly, and she doesn't want to cause this chaos.

"Zhu'er, send Minghe away!" Bai Jiao said sharply.

"No, I'm not leaving! I'm here with you! ā€

Minghe announced loudly, struggling and refusing to leave, but was tied up by Bai Jiao and thrown on Zhu'er.

Zhu Er rushed to the outside of the palace with Minghe on his back, and Minghe's scream came from afar: "Jiaruo, I won't go, you let me down, I won't go, I won't go......"

"Hell, Lord Xiao can give up his mother's body for you, why can't you look away? Does hatred have to be more important than happiness? Do you want me to die, and if I die, you will be happy? ā€

Facing Bai Jiao's questioning, Shu Jingrong closed her lips tightly and did not speak.

"Ah Jing, in this way, I pulled out the poison in Xiao Lou's body for the owner of Xiao Lou, in order to extend his life for twenty years, in exchange for peace between the two factions and not hurt each other, how about it?"

What the?

Shu Jingrong looked up in shock.

Xiao Yiqing can live for twenty years?

How can it be?

Even Dr. Mo said that Xiao Yiqing's condition was serious, only three or five years, and now Bai Jiao actually said that he could live for twenty years, how could it be?

"Could it be that if you die a Qinglan, you won't love another person again, Xiao Yiqing's life can't be worth the dead Qinglan?" Bai Jiao asked rhetorically.

Xiao Yi clenched his fists suddenly, his heart lifted, and said lightly: "Jia Ruo sacrifice, my life should die early, and I don't need Ah Jing to grieve his mind." Death, what's the matter? ā€

Bai Jiao said: "Is it worth it?" Lord Xiao, you didn't dare to draw a knife for her, and gave up twenty years of hard planning, but she ignored your mind for a dead man, Lord Xiao, what are you for? ā€

"No why,...... I didn't ask for anything else, and I didn't expect anything in return. Xiao Yiqing said. (To be continued.) )