Changyin Pavilion is the largest opera pavilion in Shengjing, and most of the people who receive it on weekdays are dignitaries.

Today, because Rong Ting is coming, Changyin Pavilion is cleared ahead of schedule, and all idle people are not allowed to enter.

Mu Qingqing sat on Rong Ting's right hand, Lu Nanxing sat on her right hand, and Leng Yan stood on Rong Ting's left side with an indifferent face.

There were only four of them in the Changyin Pavilion, and Rong Ting's guards, except for Leng Yan, were all waiting outside the Changyin Pavilion.

On the stage, the famous singer was babbling and singing opera, the lyrics were full of emotion, and the tune was graceful, but Mu Qingqing didn't listen to anything.

An inexplicable feeling of anxiety spread in her heart, making her feel as if she was being roasted on a fire, extremely tormented.

Her eyes secretly glanced at Lu Nanxing on the side, and saw that he was sitting upright, seemingly watching the play very attentively.

If it weren't for overhearing the conspiracy between him and Leng Yan, Mu Qingqing wouldn't have noticed anything wrong at all, but now her gaze fell heavily on Lu Nanxing's slightly pale hand.

In his hand, he was holding a white porcelain tea cup.

Drop the cup for the number.

This is an agreement between Lu Nanxing and Cold Flame.

As soon as the teacup in his hand hits the ground, Leng Yan will attack Rong Ting.

Although Rong Ting's cultivation was extremely strong and was already at the Purple Spirit stage, how could he have thought that the loyal Lu Nanxing and Leng Yan would betray him at the same time.

It's like she never thought that he would betray her.

Being betrayed by the people closest and most trusted is an unbearable heartache.

"What's wrong?" Rong Ting suddenly gently held Mu Qingqing's hand and asked softly, "Absent-minded, is it uncomfortable or don't like this drama?" Want to go back? ”

The temperature of his palm was transmitted to her, and Mu Qingqing felt extremely hot, even a little hot.

She uncomfortably pulled her hand out of his big palm, looking at his extremely familiar handsome face, her voice was a little hoarse, "Ting, I ......"

She wanted to speak, but she stopped.

"What do you want to say?" Rong Ting looked at her deeply.

Mu Qingqing, this is your last chance, as long as you remind me to be careful now, I will spoil you for the rest of my life, if you only want me to die, I ...... It will never let you live in this world again.

Mu Qingqing's heart was in turmoil, and her mind kept flashing the sweetness and warmth she had with him, as well as his ruthlessness at the end.

After struggling for a moment, she lowered her eyes and whispered, "I...... I'd like to untie my hands. ”

She could finally get rid of him, but she didn't want to see him die.

Scold...... The corners of Rong Ting's lips hooked self-deprecatingly, and a pair of rippling peach blossom eyes were gradually covered with ice and snow.

"Go ahead." His voice was tinged with coldness.

Mu Qingqing's mind was in a trance, and she didn't notice the change in Rong Ting's eyes and tone, and slowly got up.

She only felt as if there was a thousand pounds under her feet, and indescribable sadness suddenly surged in her heart, as if her whole heart had been ripped out of life, and her eyes were inexplicably red.

Rong Ting, in the past and present life, all the love and hatred are over......

But why is her heart so empty and so painful?

At this time, there was a sudden "dang bang", and the tea cup in Lu Nanxing's hand fell to the ground.

At the same time, Cold Flame's sword was unsheathed.

"Be careful!" Mu Qingqing's heart tightened, she turned around suddenly, and pounced on Rong Ting's body without thinking about it.

"Poof" is the sound of a sharp blade piercing into the flesh.

The world suddenly stood still at this moment.