A young man wearing a blue coat with a white face and beard was standing in a daze where the second prince Yan Yinlin was pointing.

Two knives crisscrossed his neck.

Xiao Cup, this is the only loyal subordinate around Yan Anqing who did not betray him.

Yan Yinlin's meaning is obvious......

This is to use the life of a little eunuch to blackmail Yan Anqing.

"Yan Anqing! Stop it! ”

Yan Yinlin suddenly let out a loud shout.

The emperor standing next to him was frightened by this sudden roar, and sat directly on the ground.

"Do you want him dead? You kill one more person, try it! ”

When threatening Yan Anqing like this, Yan Yinlin felt that he was like a brainless villain in a drama stage play.

Think about it from another perspective, if Yan Yinlin stood in Yan Anqing's position, would he stop?

For the sake of a lowly eunuch, to put yourself in a life-and-death crisis is simply inconceivable and incomprehensible.

But the current situation is completely beyond Yan Yinlin's control, he can only bite the bullet and sacrifice the little person who was originally going to be pinched to death, wanting to delay a little time, and wait for his "white brother" Saxton to bring the master over.

He said this just to delay the time a little, even if only for a second, which could lead to a completely different ending in the end.

Yan Yinlin has always been a thoughtful person, and when he does one thing, he must prepare at least four or five sets of plans, and he will never put all the cheese on one plate.

Between a thousand turns of thought, Yan Yinlin gritted his teeth, and his face was full of hideous and distorted looks.

Damn Yan Anqing!

Who would have known that such a clown-like character could go this far?

"I advise you, it's better to tie your hands and catch it! In this way, after you die, I can spare his life, otherwise, you will all have to die! This eunuch called Little Cup also has to be buried with you! ”

Yan Yinlin scolded in a fierce voice.

Hearing this, looking at the small cup not far away, Yan Anqing's complexion changed suddenly.

He had seen similar stories and plots in many legendary books.

In the past, he always felt funny about the choice of his masters, and felt that those guys were all brain-dead.

Even if he sacrifices himself, will the villain really let the hostages go in the end?

Nine times out of ten, it won't!

Yan Anqing always thought that if it was herself, she would definitely take the lead and kill the enemy, even if the hostage died, she could avenge it, which was the best choice intellectually.

However, when something happened to him, Yan Anqing suddenly felt that reason seemed to be completely overwhelmed by something called emotion.

After the long sword pulled out a poignant blood flower in the air and took away the lives of several plagiarists, Yan Anqing inserted the Shenyao Sword into the ground and looked at Yan Yinlin with a deep gaze.

A terrifying momentum erupted from him.

This kind of aura is even more terrifying than when Yan Anqing opened the killing ring before!

The two were separated by a heavy human wall, and their eyes were facing each other.

Yan Yinlin subconsciously lowered his head, and after a while, he raised his head again and forced himself to look at Yan Anqing: "How do you choose?" ”

Silent......

In Yan Anqing's mind, he recalled Xiaomuzi's selfless dedication over the years, the humiliation he suffered, and the pain he endured.

My life is a sad life.

No one ever looks forward to themselves, counts on them, cares about themselves – except for the little cups.

He remembered the smile on his face when a thin young man, with a wound all over his body, brought himself pills on a snowy night.

After only a moment of silence, Yan Anqing suddenly pulled out the divine sword from the ground and placed it between his neck.

"Yan Yinlin, I know what you're thinking."

"I die, he lives."

"If you break your promise, my master will not spare you!"

Looking at him, it seemed that he was about to draw his sword and kill himself.

Yan Anqing suddenly broke the news of a so-called "master", which made Yan Yinlin stunned for a while, then came back to his senses, his eyelids jumped wildly, and his voice trembled a little: "Stop!" ”

Yes!

Whether it is martial arts cultivation or Dao cultivation, they all have the same goal, in addition to their own understanding, talent, and hard work, resources are also indispensable.

Yan Anqing can reach the peak realm of the third order silently, only one step away from the fourth order, and there is no one behind him to support him, is it possible?

That so-called master, I'm afraid, is at least a "Daoist" of the sixth-order Divine Power Realm, right?

However......

Yan Yinlin's reaction speed was too slow.

In other words, Yan Anqing is too decisive!

He didn't give people a chance to react at all, and he went down with a sword, ruthless, poisonous, with a strong tendency to self-destruct, not at all like he was attacking himself.

The sword that sharpened iron like clay directly cut off one of his heads.

The head is gone, can you still live?

He is not a great supernatural powerhouse of the seventh-order heart realm!

"His Royal Highness the Second Prince, this little eunuch, do you want to ......?"

A stubborn plagiarist made a throat-cutting gesture beside the second prince Yan Yinlin.

"I want your mother! I don't care about you! Give me something to eat and drink and wait! ”

Yan Yinlin's heart is bitter!

He wanted Yan Anqing to die.

However, he was really afraid that the so-called master behind Yan Anqing would come over indiscriminately and hammer himself to death directly.

This little eunuch named Little Cup is afraid that it will be the last life talisman.

However, the little eunuch with a pale face, who was originally frightened by the big scene, suddenly laughed miserably, pressed his hands on the blades of his neck and shoulders, and slammed into it!

"Die! Die! ”

Yan Yinlin was autistic.

Really......

What is the virtue of the master, what is the virtue of the slave.

Yan Anqing and Xiao Beizi, a pair of master and servant, have a strong temperament that makes people's scalp tingle.

Wrong!

That can't be said to be strong.

It's just two crazy people!

I knew that Yan Anqing was this kind of virtue, and he Yan Yinlin was crazy, so he would provoke him?

"Damn! Damn it! ”

Yan Yinlin angrily pulled out a long knife and splashed the dust cut by the stone qilin in front of the main hall.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the palace.

A tall white man, wearing white iron armor, followed by a group of blonde and blue-eyed Caucasians, came to Yan Yinlin arrogantly.

"Lin, what's the matter with you that you want me to come over and help?"

This person has a redbud flower branded on his chest, and it is the deputy commander of the Bauhinia Legion, the strongest genius in the white country, Saxton!

"I don't even know where to start."

Yan Yinlin looked at Yan Anqing and the corpse of the small cup, and got goosebumps all over his body.

He organized the language for a while, and finally explained the matter briefly.

The sunny smile on Saxton's face was gloomy for a moment, and then he laughed again: "Lin, what are you kidding?" I, the first genius in the world, until now, I just happened to break through to the early stage of the third order, how could you, my younger brother, have the cultivation of the peak of the third order? ”

"You yellow blood, born ......"

Saxton was halfway through his words when golden-blue thunder flashed in the sky.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Thunder and thunder, exploded almost at the same time.

Infinite thunder slashed at the corpses of Yan Anqing and the small cup.

[The arrogant system reminds you that because of your previous excellent performance, the system rewarded you with two places to die and be reborn, and there is also a chance to randomly teleport and rearrange your identity, do you use it immediately?] 】

Yan Anqing's soul, floating in the air, said without hesitation: "Yes!" ”

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