At this moment, Xiao Qingti instead let go, she raised her head and smiled, there was a hint of sarcasm in her clear eyes: "Ying Xianjun, do you know what I hate the most?" I hate the one who will take revenge the most! I saved you twice, and you're going to kill me twice, and each time for such a high-sounding reason! Ying Rongxi, you say, which is more speechless, helpless deception or revenge? ”

Ying Rongxi's face turned slightly pale, and he was almost speechless when she asked, he took a breath and said to her, as if to convince himself: "This monarch killed you for the righteousness of the world, even if you have great kindness to this monarch, this monarch cannot ignore the righteousness of the world!" ”

"The righteousness of the world?" Xiao Qingti smiled lightly: "I seem to be the big devil!" Am I subverting the world? Or is it stirring up some kind of heavenly court? Or did I dig up the ancestral grave of your old Ying family? I'm just an ordinary person, what kind of justice can I influence? Ying Rongxi, if you want to take revenge, it's up to you, but don't find so many plausible reasons, I'm disgusted to hear! ”

Ying Rongxi's fingers were slightly clenched in the sleeve, and the fingertips were pinched into the flesh of the palm without knowing it.

In this journey, he once subconsciously hoped that she would call him by his name, but she kept calling him Ying Xianjun, seemingly respectful, but also invisibly narrowed the distance between each other.

Now she finally called his name, but it was in such a situation.

The girl in front of her was tied to the big tree by those vines, her hair was scattered, because of the worrying life these days, she probably hadn't slept well, her face had heavy dark circles, her originally red mouth was also a little pale and dry, and her eyes were still shining, but her eyes were no longer lazy and warm, but angry, helpless and hateful......

Ying Rongxi lowered his eyes slightly, but his heart, which had always been uneventful, twitched for no reason! The knuckles of the fingers hidden in the sleeves are faintly whitish.

He has walked in the world, seen many tragic phenomena, and subdued many demons and monsters, no matter how bloody and tragic he is, he can't shake his state of mind, he can be indifferent, he will never be soft when he should shoot, and he will be ruthless.

What he cultivates is not a compassionate Buddha, but the way to kill demons and demons, and it is his life purpose to eliminate evil.

But now, when he saw the girl tied to the tree, he couldn't make a move for a while—he couldn't make a decisive killing move for a while.

But—do you really not do it?

Then what did he do his best to escape from the Iron Temple?

He tried his best to suppress the tumbling waves in his heart, and stepped forward slowly, he didn't look at Xiao Qingti's eyes, for fear that if he looked at it again, he might soften his heart: "Xiao Qingti, no matter what, you have to die, don't do any more useless struggles, this gentleman can spend half of his mental power to give you a real pleasure, and will not let you suffer a little sin." "It's the biggest concession he can make.

He could use a spell to make her die without any pain or discomfort, and although his own body mechanism would be completely depleted after using this spell, he could do it for her-

Deliberately suppressing the inexplicable throbbing pain in his heart again, he was about to make a move, when a loud roar suddenly came from the sky, and a dark golden shadow rushed towards him like lightning: "Don't hurt her!" ”

Mo Hanyuan's face was hideous, his mouth was open, and his fangs were like sharp swords, rushing towards Ying Rongxi!