The moment the pillar of fire and golden swords collided, sparks flew everywhere, just like the thunder and fire bombs on the battlefield, and there were ten thousand stars around them.

The eldest princess was forced by this force to take two steps back, regain her footing, and her eyelashes did not move to look at the woman in front of her against the firelight, only gold, bathed in flames, she shot again, her steps meandered, the sword flowers were chaotic against the sunlight, and with the fierce sword qi, she sent out virtual and real moves, messing up the eyes of everyone at the scene, but Qing Ning suddenly closed her eyes and tried to judge the position of the only real move through the surrounding wind, and finally, behind her......

Qing Ning instantly threw away the pillar of fire in his hand, pulled out the soft sword on his waist as quickly as possible, pressed the mechanism, and the light blade on the sword collided with the golden sword again, and the double swords grazed and even brought a slightly white spark, and even the surrounding wind was much colder.

The two pairs of eyes were full of murderous intent, and the moment they met, they were more ruthless than anyone else.

Passing by, it was now, the two turned around at the same time, and in an instant, blood flashed, staining the tip of someone's sword, and whose pupils shrank, and fell to the ground in response.

The scattered daylight, still with a bit of summer heat, with a bit of autumn breeze, illuminates the streets that are already empty because of going to the execution ground to watch.

Except for the horse that walked leisurely into the city for unknown reasons, and the young man on the horse with a mandala flower on the ink-colored brocade robe, his originally casual movements made him sit slightly upright because of the cold atmosphere in the city.

Tianche Moling is open, the market is not divided, it is said that there should be many hawkers, merchants sit in Jia, stretching the streets endlessly, but today it is a little too deserted.

"Hurry up, old man." An old woman walked in front, constantly urging her wife behind, dark with a little anxiety: "Hurry up, Lord Yan has a favor with our family, even if it is God's judgment, we have to send her on her last journey." ”

"Lord Yan? Heavenly Judgment? Mu Ling's heart suddenly felt uneasy, turned his head two steps to catch up with the old woman, and immediately lowered his head and asked, "Mother-in-law, why is this place empty?" ”

"Your Highness" The old woman obviously knew this King Pingzhao, who was idle and wandering around the city every day, and knelt down and begged with tears: "Your Highness, the eldest princess is back, you must let Lord Yan accept the Flame Heavenly Judgment, Your Highness, you usually have a very good relationship with adults, please open the net and save the adults!" She's a good person, my lord! ”

"Where?" After these words, Mu Ling's face suddenly turned pale, and even the red lips that were so vermilion that they were like the gift of the gods had faded a little color.

"The Execution Ground."

After hearing these three words, Mu Ling immediately sat upright, grabbed the reins of the horse tightly, added a little internal force and slapped it hard, and immediately galloped on the horse, the best thousand-mile war horse galloped after the pain, and flew over the ground on one side, leaving a trail of dust all the way, and ran out of a long distance in an instant, but in Mu Ling's opinion, today's horse was suddenly slow for some reason, whether it was the horse slow, or the speed he wanted at the moment was too fast, he didn't want to go deeper, he just wanted to appear next to that woman again, even if it would be a soldier.

"Bang Dang"

The sound of a weapon falling to the ground, the crimson sword shook a few times when it fell to the ground, and there was a great tendency to be restless, just like the heart of the woman in red at this time, Qing Ning's abdomen was injured, and a little blood oozed out of the corners of her mouth, and a red blood mark slowly slid down the corner of her mouth, together with the pale face, forming a beautiful and weird picture.

Qing Ning stood for a while, and finally was brought out a few drops of blood by the eldest princess's sword drawing, which was instantly sprinkled on the gray ground, and the woman's body was also tilted forward at an angle by the force of this sword drawing, she seemed to want to struggle, but she couldn't resist the pain caused by the hole in her body.

The body still fell uncontrollably, just like the saber on the ground that shook twice and never moved again, this station was completely defeated, defeated......

Qing Ning tried hard to raise his eyes, but he still held the soft sword that fell to the side of his body, stuck the tip of the sword on the ground and supported him to stand up again, raising his pale face to look at the eldest princess in front of him, who was wearing a crimson exquisite official uniform and a calm face.

Begging for mercy? No, no, she has been proud all her life, how can she open her mouth to beg for mercy in order to survive for herself.

But will you be able to make it to see him again? Her eyes are still flat, not losing the eldest princess in front of her at all, such a Qing Ning actually moved her slightly, how many years, that tenacity not to admit defeat, that courage to dare to fight against the destiny of heaven, seems to have been many years ago in herself.

The vicissitudes of life, it turned out that her shadow would be found in her, and she really suddenly moved her compassion with such tenacity, but won't she take revenge on her daughter?

She still raised her hand and plunged the sword into her lower abdomen again, this time three inches below the ribs, the blood vessels were not enough to be fatal, but the pain was exactly the same.

Qing Ning frowned, the pain distorted the expression on her face again, but the light in her eyes was still the same cold, as long as she was not dead, there was still a chance.

"Death to the one who stands in my way" A voice suddenly came, low and good, but it was very shocking, making people sound plain and their hearts tremble, but hearing Qing Ning's ears made the originally painful and struggling face bloom with a slight smile, although it was not big, it had already shown the joy in the woman's heart to the fullest.

She finally waited, and she waited for a long time, and waited so hard.

All the people below were frightened by the man who came on horseback and exuded a cold glow, and they retreated two steps, as if they were swept away by the cold air.

When he arrived at the high platform, Mu Ling supported the horse's back with both hands and turned over, and landed right next to the woman, seeing her pale face mixed with a painful smile, seeing the wounds on her body that were still oozing blood, and seeing the golden sword still stuck in front of her.

For the first time, his eyes were slightly red, there was distress in them, and there was also a strong killing intent, he raised his hand and pulled the woman's body back two steps, withdrew her from under the sword, and held her in his arms very gently.

Qing Ning raised his hand lightly and touched his cheek again, as if he wanted to be sure of something, but he could still clearly feel that hand was trembling, and a breathy murmur came from the mouth of the woman in his arms: "You, you are finally back." ”

"Yes, I'm back, I've been waiting for a long time, it's okay, I'll sleep for a while when I'm tired, I'm here." Mu Ling tried her best to speak softly for fear of disturbing her, and for fear of hurting her again, until the woman in her arms closed her eyes peacefully.

His gaze still didn't leave her, but the aura on his body was much colder than when he was facing her just now, as if he was going to stab all the people who approached her and hurt her, he lowered his eyes and slowly spoke: "Auntie, Mu Ling thinks that he can't stand you, but if you hurt her again, don't blame Mu Ling's six relatives for not recognizing it." ”

After saying this, she walked out of the execution ground step by step, the eldest princess looked at the two figures in front of her who were gradually moving away, and in this way, all the enmity and hatred were written off, and she just wanted to avenge Xin'er with the sword just now, and now it disappeared after the stab.

At the moment when the thunder appeared, the clouds suddenly gathered as if they were under control, and the heavy rain brought extinguished the fire that stretched throughout the execution ground and extinguished Mu Qiong's obsession for many years.