Chapter 893: The Woman of the Deity, the Deity is Clear
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"Ahh
Nangong Lin's body was thrown away, and he was stabbed in the shoulder by a sword from the small force Xuanji who chased after him.
She screamed and fell to the ground.
"The night is clear! Why are you so cold-blooded, so ...... us?"
Nangong Lin screamed in pain, and her eyes glared fiercely in the direction of Ye Qingluo.
Just this glance made the anger in Nangong Lin's heart replaced by panic and fear.
What kind of eyes are they?
Like a poisonous snake, it is cold and has no temperature.
Just by looking at it, Nangong Lin felt as if she was in an ice cellar.
"Lin'er!" Nangong Fei ran out and rushed over, slashed the mysterious man who still wanted to rush up with a sword, helped Nangong Lin with one hand, and looked at the wound on her shoulder with complicated eyes.
Seeing that she had something to rely on, Nangong Lin buried her head in Nangong Feiran's arms.
But he didn't dare to cry like before, whimpering and crying about the evil deeds of the night.
They had already finished dealing with those small forces, and Ye Fengru, Zi Qianqian and others also rushed over.
When they saw the wound on Nangong Lin's shoulder, they all frowned.
"You could have saved her!" Nangong Feiran stared deeply at Ye Qingluo, and for some reason, he had a particularly strange feeling in his heart.
Ye Qingluo's pink lips hooked lightly, and he snorted softly as if he was smiling, and his eyes were covered with a faint frost: "I have no obligation to save her." ”
Repaying grievances with virtue or something, this kind of thing is obviously not suitable for her style.
Whether Nangong Lin is alive or dead has little to do with her.
What's more, if it weren't for Nangong Lin's appearance, she would have released her Xuan Qi by now and razed this steep rock wall to the ground!
Nangong Fei was speechless to refute.
Indeed, Ye Qingluo has no obligation to save Nangong Lin.
Moreover, Nangong Lin has been working against Ye Qingluo three times and five times, standing in Ye Qingluo's position, she can indeed choose not to save it.
However, Nangong Feiran felt that it should not be like this......
Even today, it's only the first time I've known Ye Qingluo.
Nangong Feiran felt that Ye Qingluo was not a narrow-minded person, and it was absolutely impossible to abandon people's lives because of a few words of slander and abuse from others.
Night Clears respects every life.
This is the feeling that Nangong has felt during the few hours of getting along in the tomb of King Ling.
As if sensing Nangong Feiran's doubts, Ye Qingluo smiled, and the corners of his narrow eyes outlined a cold arc: "I never think that I am a kind person, and my conscience is limited to the companions I identify." ”
After a pause, her eyes were cold, and she shot straight at Nangong Lin: "Don't always feel that I owe you something to the God Killing Group, today's tomb of the King of Tombs, the person who caused the annihilation of your God Killing Group is not me." ”
It's Nangong Lin.
The corpse insect was attracted by Nangong Lin.
The five corpses were awakened by Nangong Lin.
……
Everything, if it weren't for Nangong Lin's willful and coquettish, the God Killing Group would not have killed so many people.
Ye Qingluo threw down this sentence and looked away without any warmth, not wanting to entangle with them too much.
Nangong Feiran hugged Nangong Lin, who was trembling all over, and frowned tightly for a long time before he closed his eyes fiercely: "Let's go!" ”
As he passed by the man who was standing in the distance, his eyes gently staring at the clear night, Nangong Fei suddenly paused.
"Pay attention, she...... Something doesn't seem right. ”
Emperor Mo Xuantao's eyes sparkled, lifted his eyelids, and glanced at him casually.
Immediately, a deep voice came into the ear: "The woman of the deity, the deity knows better than you." ”
Nangong was stunned, lowered his eyes, and said, "It's me who is too talkative." ”
After that, he hugged Nangong Lin and the other three people and left the tomb of the king of the tomb without looking back.
Didn't look back.