As she spoke, Xu Qianru violently used the short knife made of gloomy wood in her hand to plunge straight into Mu Ying'er's intestines.

In an instant, the cold air of the gloomy wood and the sharp cold blade tore apart Mu Ying'er's flesh and blood.

"No ——!" Compared with the heart-rending when Xu Qianru inserted her heart with a short knife, Xu Qianxue at this time was so painful that she couldn't breathe. The next moment, Mu Ying'er fell in a pool of blood without a trace of life, her eyes wide open.

"Oh, I was upset when I saw her, because Your Majesty once liked her innocence and purity, but now she is just a filthy corpse. Saying that, Xu Qianru stretched out her delicate and dusty colorful mandarin duck embroidered shoes and kicked Mu Ying'er's gradually cold corpse. And Ning Yu on the side just looked worriedly at whether Xu Qianru was accidentally injured by Mu Ying'er.

In an instant, the wind blew the three thousand green silks on Xu Qianxue's head and fluttered in this bleak cold night. She was dressed in blue plain clothes, and there was dazzling blood in her heart, which was still flowing slowly.

Xu Qianru looked at Xu Qianxue, who was once a little nobler than her, and showed a hint of mockery, and the next moment, she pulled out the gloomy wooden short knife inserted in Mu Ying'er's internal organs, and cut through Xu Qianxue's delicate face.

For a moment, blood gushed out.

And Xu Qianxue's clear ink-colored pupils suddenly lifted, and the hatred in those eyes shocked Xu Qianru and couldn't help but take many steps back. It wasn't until Murong Li held her delicate shoulders that she stopped.

"Brother Li, she stared at Ru'er with such a ghostly look, and Ru'er was scared. Saying that, Xu Qianru was like a frightened little white rabbit, and kept shrinking into Murong Li's arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, this king's good Ru'er. ”

I could hear Murong Li's familiar magnetic voice, the gentle voice that had affectionately told him that he loved him, and at this time he was coaxing another woman, that woman who was even going to kill himself.

Xu Qianxue couldn't help laughing, the laughter was terrible, crazy and mournful.

It turns out that the most terrible thing in this world is not that he jumped into the trap of the other party because he was bewitched, but that he knew that it was the trap of the other party, but the heart that had been deeply sunk still wanted to die and struggle, holding even one thousandth of hope, and longing for the person he liked also liked himself!

What a fool!

The next moment, he saw Murong Li take the short knife that Xu Qianru handed to him. Originally, he wanted to spare Xu Qianxue's life, but who made her have this ghost face that scared Ru'er.

I saw Murong Li raise the short knife towards Xu Qianxue, who was already emaciated, but the next moment, a plain white slender finger suddenly grabbed his wrist!

"You ——!" Murong Li's blue eyes narrowed. But he couldn't break away, and the woman in front of him was holding his wrist.

Immediately, the woman stared deeply into his deep dark blue eyes, and clenched his wrist with a loud sound.

Murong Li couldn't help but let go of the short knife he was holding in his hand and took two steps back. But the woman suddenly broke free from the stone pillar that bound her, and slammed her palm at Xu Qianru. And the next moment, her feet stained with Mu Ying'er's blood stepped on Xu Qianru's delicate and white body, with slight force.

"Ahhh

But the next moment, I saw that the woman's bewitching face had a cruel smile on her face, and her slender fingertips swept over Xu Qianru's beautiful and moving little face, "Concubine Ru's voice sounds like when she is happy with Your Majesty." ”

The woman's cold and beautiful voice was bloodthirsty and cruel.

"Who are you?!" Seeing Ning Yu on the side, he pulled out his sword and pointed directly at the treacherous and bewitching woman in front of him,

"Me?" she pointed at herself with her slender fingertips, as if playful. "I'm Xu Qianxue, the woman you designed to gouge and extract blood. ”

"No, you're not!" Ning Yu's calm voice was resolute at the moment, and the sword in his hand went straight towards the demon woman who was stepping on Xu Qianru at this time.

In an instant, the woman and Ning Yu trembled together, but she didn't have a suitable blade in her hand. And this gave Murong Li an opportunity to save Xu Qianru, who was already half of her face muddy, and at the same time the Xuantie fan in her hand was tightened.

And at this moment, under a bright moon, the demonic woman's ink-colored pupils trembled slightly, she looked at Xu Qianru who was protected by two handsome and abnormal men opposite, squatted down, and closed Mu Ying'er's round eyes with pity, but found that it was just in vain.

"You've ever fallen in love with someone who looks like this king, right?"

Hearing this, Lin Yaoyue laughed at herself a little, "No, it's just that the color of your pupils is the same." ”

Hearing this, Murong Li smiled clearly, "That's enough, enough for you to pay sincerely and relax your vigilance." ”

Lin Yaoyue seemed to see Murong Jin's face in an instant, and the next moment, her delicate little face showed a dangerous smile, "Don't you want this blood? I'll give you ——!"

Hearing this, Murong Li's deep blue eyes had a hint of incomprehension, while Xu Qianru stared at the woman in front of her greedily but frantically.

I saw that Lin Yaoyue's slender fingertips used some internal force slightly, piercing straight into the heart, and then, with her plain white fingertips sinking into her delicate skin little by little, a red heart was constantly beating, but it was slowly pulled out of the heart, and Lin Yaoyue's other hand, the green jade fingers, quickly blocked the eight big points on her body.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Lin Yaoyue's white and transparent little face, with a touch of perseverance and determination, and her slender jade fingers were pinched with a living beating heart.

Yes, she is not afraid of death. Because Xu Qianxue is completely dead.

And what she is holding in her hand now is the seven-trick exquisite heart that belongs to the goddess. The Xu family thought that Mrs. Linglong was the heavenly daughter with a seven-trick exquisite heart, but they never thought that they would be framed by them in every possible way, and the original wife who sank into the pond was the heavenly girl with a seven-trick exquisite heart. And before she died, she gave her heart to her daughter, otherwise even if the Heavenly Maiden thought that she had found true love and good fate in the mortal world in private, and was robbed of her divine power by the demon king, she would not have been so easily killed by mortals.

Originally, Xu Qianxue kept the secret to herself, but at this moment, there was finally no need to hide it from herself.

Lin Yaoyue smiled a little helplessly. But at this time, I saw Xu Qianru stepped forward under the escort of Murong Li and Ning Yu, and said with a smile, "Sister, how can people live without heart?"

"Xu Qianru ——!" Lin Yaoyue's white-haired and transparent little face at the moment was a touch of sarcasm, "It's really a bad fate, from the first time I saw you." ”

But the next moment, Xu Qianru's slender jade fingers, which were so noble that they radiated the brilliance of jade, stretched out towards Lin Yaoyue, but at this moment, Murong Li frowned and protected Xu Qianru's body, "Ru'er, be careful." ”

But Xu Qianru's fairy-like face showed a shallow smile, she gently pushed away Murong Li's arm that protected her, and approached Lin Yaoyue and said, "Sister, how can people live without heart?"

Immediately, Lin Yaoyue felt that the blood in the big acupoints around her body was surging again, maybe before Xu Qianru could read it a third time, the body she was holding on to would die on the spot because she pulled out her heart.

Lin Yaoyue glanced back at Mu Ying'er, who was lying on the altar with her eyes wide open, and suddenly clenched her slender fingers, and the next moment, with the divine power of the Seven Exquisite Hearts, she grabbed Ning Yu's neck and sucked him over.

And Xu Qianru never thought at this moment that the cracking technique she had recited for the second time according to what her mother had taught her would have no effect on the woman in front of her. How strong and terrifying is she's to be able to forcibly cast spells against the conjuring spells and the pain of her heart.

Seeing that with the convergence of the divine power in Lin Yaoyue's hands, the face that had just been scratched by Xu Qianru gradually revealed the stunning color of the city that should have belonged to Xu Qianxue, and the face that glowed with a radiant divine light was accompanied by a red blood mist, like a fairy in the sky for a while, and a demon rakshasa for a while. At this time, Lin Yaoyue pinched Ning Yu's neck with a slight force, and her lips hooked into a light smile, "It's okay if you don't love her, but you shouldn't kill her." ”

With Lin Yaoyue's cold and cold voice, the next moment, Ning Yu's struggling figure fell to the ground suddenly.

Immediately, as if the spiritual power had regathered, Lin Yaoyue slowly rose from the altar, reflecting the bright moon behind her, and she said softly with her lips, "I swear with the heart of a goddess that I am willing to slander me, bully me, insult me, despise me, despise me, and hurt me will never die well." ”

The ethereal voice resounded through this deep valley, and the man in Tsing Yi took the opportunity to snatch the small box inlaid with colorful gems in Xu Qianru's hand at this moment, and disappeared in an instant. With Xu Qianxue's beautiful and resolute face, when the last syllable fell, Lin Yaoyue's already empty delicate body trembled violently.

Suddenly, the sky took on a brilliant color, and the eastern sky gradually whitened. And with the sky that was gradually whitening with fish belly, Lin Yaoyue heard Xu Qianru's heart-rending howl, and saw the pair of clear dark blue pupils that Murong Li was tightly fixed on her. She closed her eyes heavily, and a bright yellow figure vaguely appeared in her eyes, and then the ancient Sanskrit chant echoed in her ears—

"Xu Qianxue——!"

This was the only time the man in the high hall had a look of pity and anger.

The next moment, Lin Yaoyue struggled out of Xu Qianxue's body that fell to the ground, but found that there was chaos all around. She saw Murong Jue standing in front of her in a bright yellow Nine Dragons auspicious cloud brocade robe.

On that familiar face, the handsome eyebrows were furrowed, "Give me Qianxue's heart." ”

But hearing this, Lin Yaoyue let out a sneer, "It's a pity that you're late." And Your Majesty will never think that as long as it is designed by you, it will definitely be in your hands in the end. ”

In an instant, I saw Murong Jue's handsome eyebrows stagnating, and he looked at the bright red heart in Lin Yaoyue's palm at this time with a cold expression, with a hint of emotion.

But now, the more she looked at the trace of emotion on Murong Jue's handsome face, the deeper the ridicule on Lin Yaoyue's lips became.