For every two people who read romance, there is an account that has registered for the network. The next moment, she slowly opened her eyes, and the corners of her lips curled into a somewhat stiff but soft smile, and she said- What's wrong? Is your brain really broken? …… Do you still recognize me?

I recognize.

"Don't make trouble, you obediently go back to the north with me, okay?" Nan Yang continued to mumble to himself, more like talking to himself than talking to Qinghuan, "I don't blame you for hurting me, I won't punish you for copying scriptures, I won't punish you for standing in the corner, and I won't punish you again in the future." Come back with me, wouldn't you? ”

But I can't go back, I can't go back.

"What else are you looking at? Kill her, Yuluo! Kill her! Thunder roared almost madly, his eyes widened in horror, filled with a twisted desire to kill.

Qing Huan felt her sword getting closer and closer to Nan Yang's face, but she instinctively resisted hurting her, and the two voices in her body were about to drive her crazy.

When Qing Huan's next sword fell, Nan Yang still didn't give up, and just used Falling Frost to block the attack with difficulty again, turned around and stood up, and quickly retreated backwards with light power.

"Kill her! Kill her! Wen Jinglei's facial expression became excited.

Qing Huan backhanded a sword flower, lifted the long sword again and pointed straight at Nanyang. When she kept approaching Nanyang, her eyes were inexplicably red, and her internal organs were clenched with the same pain, and she couldn't bear the pain.

Nan Yang quickly retreated to the end, his back hit the cliff, and there was no way to retreat. She had no strength to resist, and she was helpless to see her apprentice stabbing her with a sword. She finally lifted the Falling Frost and held it in front of her.

Anyway, she owed her life. She should have known that the reincarnation of heaven would have to pay her back sooner or later.

"Kill her !!" Hearing the thunder, he shouted heartbreakingly.

Yu Xiu's eyes widened in disbelief, but he didn't have time to step forward to stop him-

Poof――

The sound of the blade sinking into the hem of her clothes and flesh, accompanied by a large amount of blood pouring out, stung her eyes. This sword was impartial, and it pierced into the heart, and the hot blood that spurted out of the heart spurted Nan Yang's face.

Nan Yang's eyes flashed with a moment of dazedness, and he was at a loss.

Boom.

The sword slipped from her weaker hand, bouncing off the ground for a few moments, and then lay there silent, lifeless.

Qing Huan's gaze began to drift, and the originally determined killing intent in her eyes gradually disappeared, leaving only some imperceptible sadness.

A large amount of blood flowed from her chest, like a rushing waterfall, flowing down the snow-blue blade to Nanyang's hand. And the back of Nan Yang's hand was being firmly pinched by Qing Huan herself, pinched very tightly, in this life, Qing Huan had never held her hand so hard.

Qing Huan's body only froze for a moment, and then he collapsed weakly. Instinctively, Nanyang reached out and hugged her, letting her face hang down at her shoulder socket.

"Don't ...... Save me......" Qinghuan slurred in her ear, "Please, teacher...... Parent ......"