The two soon fought together again, An Yiwei paid attention to moves, each move was a board and a glance, very good-looking, and Yun Qiange was different, she was an agent in her previous life, she combined the moves she learned from her master with the martial arts of her previous life, and she shot ruthlessly, mercilessly, stabbed when she saw a seam, and finally approached An Yiwei was accidentally injured in her left arm.

In this fight, An Yiwei and others were defeated.

An Yiwei held the sword in one hand, covered her arms in pain with the other, trickling blood stained her snow-white skirt sleeves, she glanced at the people she brought, except for herself and Shangguan Ning, dead and wounded.

There is an indescribable taste in her heart, the remnant sun is like blood, the wind is quiet, is she really losing?

Hongzhe......

An Yiwei took a deep breath, clutched the hilt of her sword tightly, and the back of her hand was full of hideous green tendons, since she lost, she couldn't let the princess go back alive.

An Yiwei seemed to think of something, and suddenly moved her gaze to the direction of Shangguan Ning, since Wen Yizhi has no attraction to the princess, what about Shangguan Ning? Shangguan Ning used to be a veritable husband of the princess, even if she was divorced, there is still a relationship between husband and wife, right? Until now, it's only one gamble.

Thinking of this, An Yiwei kicked at Shangguan Ning!

At this time, Shangguan Ning was tied hand and foot by Yun Qiange, where would he have the ability to resist!

And not far from Shangguan Ning is the Wanzhang Cliff, Shangguan Ning was kicked by such a foot with internal force, and watched his body be kicked out, falling straight down the abyss.

The wind was whistling in his ears, and he was descending faster and faster, the cold wind blew his cheeks painfully, Shangguan Ning watched the sunset on the sky and put the whole earth in a dim red color, he couldn't move or speak, he ...... Are you dying?

"Shangguan Ning !!" A shout rang out in the sky.

A piece of red silk wrapped around his body, and his body stopped falling.

Shangguan Ning raised her head along the silk, and at the other end of the silk, a woman with an ugly face was lying on the edge of the cliff, pulling herself up hard, she pulled her body with silk in a panic, and yelled at herself: "Shangguan Ning, can you catch the silk?" Grab the silk with your hand. Yun Qiange was worried that the silk was unstable, so Shangguan Ning had to use his own hands to grab his silk to be the safest.

The wind raised the silver hair of the man in red, and the man's beautiful peach blossom eyes deeply took the woman's actions into his eyes, as if something was grabbed in his heart, and it was uncomfortable for him to suffocate, why, why save him.

He saw that her hand had been cut with blood from the gravel on the edge of the cliff, and he saw that her subordinates were trying to persuade her to leave, but she still stubbornly refused to let go.

Shangguan Ning's heart was in sharp pain as if he was congested, he looked at her face, the demonic Danfeng's eyes were less charming than before, and a faint sadness gradually filled it, if she didn't kill her father, how good it would be.

It would be nice if he could fall in love with her openly.

Shangguan Ning's body suddenly burst out with a powerful internal force, shattering the silk on his body.

The sunset was dusk and warm, and the man's bewitching face was as delicate as a fragile peach blossom.

He fell rapidly, the red clothes were decisive, and the silver threads flew away.

Just let him die like this, he no longer has to struggle between killing or not killing, no longer has to admit that he ......

Shangguan Ning's eyes gradually overflowed with a trace of watery crystal: Princess, Ning'er, tired......