Qiao Yiqing looked at Xuan Mingche, hooked her lips and smiled: "My congratulatory gift, are you satisfied?" ”

Xuan Mingche looked at the heads of people in the place, frowned and responded: "Why do you have to do this." ”

Qiao Yiqing looked at his cold expression because of the fact that a trace of strangeness flashed in his head, and he felt a pain in his heart, and asked rhetorically, "It's distressed." Your people died at my hands, do you want to break me into pieces? ”

Xuan Mingche looked at her coldly, and did not speak, only the tightly clenched hand trembled slightly, revealing the mood that was not calm at this time.

He couldn't wait to hold her in the palm of his hand, how could he want to break her into pieces.

It's just that he had to do it in order to save her.

He couldn't watch Qiao Yiqing suffer a catastrophe, and he couldn't watch her endure the pain for him.

Even if you push her away, you don't hesitate.

Qiao Yiqing saw that he was silent, and confirmed the conjecture in his heart.

Now Xuan Mingche is only afraid that he can't wait to strangle her.

She killed his clansmen, she completely became enemies with the Xuanming clan, how could Xuanming Che not hate her!

But what about the enemy? She has been abandoned by him, what else is there to hope for?

The more Qiao Yiqing thought about it, the more sarcastic she felt, and then laughed a little self-deprecatingly: "Today is your big day, I shouldn't have touched your moldy head, but I am unwilling in my heart, I always want to see you and her walk into the cave with my own eyes." ”

When Xuan Mingche heard this, his brows furrowed, and his whole heart twitched.

"Now that you see it, you can leave." Xuan Mingche's indifferent expression did not change, and his tone was a little cool.

When Qiao Yiqing heard this, her heart felt like a pinprick pain, and her cold face was dyed with desolation.

I saw that she looked up to the sky and let out a long howl, and the sad low cry shook the tips of everyone's hearts: "Xuan Mingche, Xuan Mingche!" I love you so much, but in exchange for such a result! I'm not reconciled!!! ”

Seeing Qiao Yiqing's crazy look, Xuan Ming took an uncomfortable deep breath, suppressed the intense pain in his heart, and said with difficulty: "I'm not worth it, forget me." ”

All the emotions turned into a sentence that was not worth it.

Others don't know the Dao, but only the Xuanming clan himself knows the Dao, how painful and difficult it is for him at this time.

Qiao Yiqing is his life, his everything, but now he has to give up his life with his own hands.

Why doesn't he go crazy, why doesn't he break down—

As long as Qiao Yiqing is well, what is all the sadness and suffering?

Xuan Mingche tried hard to hold on, every expression was the ultimate pain, the clenched hands had already sunk into the flesh, and drops of blood slowly dripped down the palms of his hands.

Qiao Yiqing's spirit was too excited, she didn't pay attention to Xuan Mingche's abnormality, and the sadness overflowing in her chest had already hit her brain: "Ha Lu, haha, your goal has been achieved, I bless you, I will disappear completely today, just like when Qiao Yiqing has never been to the Xuanming clan!" ”

Qiao Yiqing roared, flew up violently, spun in a circle in the air, waved his sleeves, and attracted fireballs in the sky with his bare hands, falling down like raindrops.

"I'll forget, completely forget—" Qiao Yiqing smiled, tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes, and tears flowed down the wind, drawing a sad trace in mid-air.

Xuan Mingche on the ground stared at the flying figure in the air, thousands of emotions blocked in his chest, and the pain was terrible.

Tens of millions of voices calling Qiao Yiqing had already been born in his throat, but every one of them was swallowed by him when it reached his throat.

The ghost knew how much he wanted to hug Qiao Yiqing and say loudly that he loved her; The ghost knew how much he wanted to kiss Qiao Yiqing, kiss every corner of her body, and relieve the lovesickness.

But he couldn't!

Xuan Mingche hated himself for being incompetent! If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't advance, if it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't protect her, why did she come to this.

Hate! It hurts!

Countless pains gnawed at Xuan Mingche's internal organs like insects, drowning him anytime and anywhere.

Qiao Yiqing's heart was cold, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, cold from head to toe.

She threw her head up and shouted, each of which moved the sky.

Qiao Yiqing was already numb, her heart had already been injured, and the sneer on the corner of her mouth was heartbreaking.

"I'll forget—" After a long time, Qiao Yiqing let out a low groan, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and a blood mist sprinkled down, staining the sky with a layer of crimson.

Then, I saw the white figure of grief fall quickly like a kite with a broken string—

The breeze stirred up the white dress and stirred up moving ripples, but Xuan Mingche below didn't have the heart to appreciate this rare beauty-

"Qiao Yiqing!" Xuan Mingche roared, low and loud, like thunder rolling in the sky-

When the sound fell, he flew suddenly, wanting to save Qiao Yiqing, who fell down.

Unexpectedly, a force suddenly rolled up in the distance, and it hit Xuan Mingche's body heavily.

He was forced back by the sudden force and looked at the sky in shock.

At this moment, a purple figure flew in the sky.

He stretched out his hand and immediately hugged Qiao Yiqing, who had fallen, in his arms.

"It's cold! It's cold! The crowd below exclaimed in amazement when they saw the comer.

Xuan Mingche naturally recognized his identity, and his heart seemed to be hollowed out, and he was stunned in place.

At this time, Shi Xiang beside him stepped forward, held Xuan Mingche's cold palm, and persuaded in a low voice: "You can't be with her." Now that she has killed the elders of the Xuanming clan, she has become mortal enemies with the Xuanming clan, and the ancestor of the Xuanming clan will never recognize her, for her good, you better give up. ”

Xuan Mingche's clutching heart sank completely, and his eyes, which had been stimulated, returned to dead silence again.

Perhaps, such a decision is the best choice.

Cang Han Rin can protect Qiao Yiqing from harm, but he can't.

As long as Qiao Yiqing is happy, it doesn't matter what he does.

Qiao Yiqing, who fell into Cang Han's arms, was dying, and whispered softly: "My child, my child, protect—my child—"

Cang Hanlin couldn't hear clearly, leaned close to his ear, and asked anxiously: "Qingqing, wake up, don't sleep, what are you saying, I can't hear it, you be louder-"

"My child—protect me—child—" Qiao Yiqing grabbed Cang Hanlin's shoulders with both hands, her pale face was not bloody, and her voice was particularly weak.

When Cang Han heard this, he was shocked by this sudden incident, as if he had received an electric shock, and his spirit was in a state of half-dementia.

Child?

The child in Qiao Yiqing's mouth?

Cang Hanlin couldn't help but turn his gaze to Qiao Yiqing's belly, and whispered in disbelief: "You are actually pregnant with a child-"

Qiao Yiqing didn't mention it in one breath, and suddenly fainted.

Cang Han Rin was so frightened that he hugged her tightly, and ordered in a panic: "You are not allowed to have anything, I will take you back to the Canghan clan immediately, I will protect you and your children, you give me a good job, no trouble-"

Cang Han was full of tears, holding Qiao Yiqing and quickly returning to the original way.