A gust of wind swept by, and the fallen leaves flew up, and when he approached Leng Yuchen's side, he flew to the side unnaturally, and was bounced away by the murderous aura he exuded.

The hand holding the sword was slightly raised, and the black tip of the sword was as gloomy as ink, pointing straight at the slender and white neck, which was connected with the sliding blood marks, dazzling red and terrifying.

For a long time, until all the fallen leaves had fallen, and the night wind had hidden its tracks, until the whole forest was silent, he still held the hilt of his sword, motionless. The cold and black blade was as thin as rice paper, devouring all the light, wrapped in a terrifying murderous aura, but it never touched her skin.

Those phoenix eyes as bright as stars......

Leng Yuchen remembered that when she fell into his arms before, the phoenix eyes that were about to close, and the black eyes were like the black jade that had been silent for thousands of years under the Bodhi tree. can have such a gaze, is she really the kind of woman who is watery poplar?

Even if not? With such a reputation, how could he set foot in the territory of Khotan, and how could he be the crown princess of his cold imperial court?

Leng Yuchen's eyes were cold, and suddenly the killing machine burst out wantonly, the sword light in his hand flashed slightly, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Su Yuqing's throat with a deadly luster.

At this moment, Su Yuqing's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her breath was slightly long, Leng Yuchen was slightly stunned, and the sword in his hand also stopped, and the killing intent was paused, and the tip of the sword was only one inch away, and it would pierce into the white and delicate skin.

Just as Leng Yuchen hesitated whether to put away his sword, the pair of phoenix eyes as warm as ink jade slowly opened.

As soon as Su Yuqing opened his eyes, he saw the tip of the sword pointing directly at him, looking up along the tip of the sword, the jet-black sword body was as thin as a cicada's wings, with its unique luster, but it devoured all the foreign light, and the owner of the sword was holding it and pointing it to his throat. The tall and long body is as tall and strong as a pine, and his face is wearing a black copper ghost face, and the luster that shines from behind the eyes of the ghost face is cold and waveless, like black glass, and the dark color flows.

Leng Yuchen was a little surprised by Su Yuqing's wake-up, he had just decided to kill her......

"Prince of Khotan." Su Yuqing stared at the black bronze ghost face, and the flowing spring-like voice was particularly clear and indifferent in this quiet midnight forest.

Leng Yuchen frowned, this woman actually saw through his identity, that sentence, there was no doubt, just a fact of certainty.

Seeing that Leng Yuchen didn't speak, Su Yuqing smiled lightly, like a fragile and delicate white peony, blooming with the most elegant and tranquil posture.

"Mo Xiao Sword, I heard that it is a rare Xuan soldier in the world, made of Xuanshi outside the sky. Presumably, such a priceless divine weapon is impossible for a person born as an assassin to possess. Su Yuqing's phoenix eyes flickered, shining like stars in the middle of the night, and she lay quietly on the ground, without the slightest panic and nervousness.

"Yuqing originally thought that the prince would send a killer assassin to come, but he never thought that you would come to take Yuqing's life in person. Yuqing didn't know whether she should be flattered or ecstatic. Su Yuqing said one by one, but from her smiling face and cold phoenix eyes, she couldn't see the slightest "surprise" and "joy", and even the fear of death never appeared.

The tip of the sword was still against her throat, but she looked away and looked above the dense forest, the midnight sky was as dark as a curtain, and even the stars had disappeared.

"About an hour ago, Yuqing just heard the theory of reincarnation in the heavens, and some people said that the star in the sky represents a person's life, and if the star falls, his life will be gone. It's a bit ridiculous, but that's probably what the way of heaven is for me. Yuqing's fate is here, it is God's decision, and no one is to blame, so the prince does not have to bother, if he wants to make a sword, he can do it at any time. Su Yuqing's face was like jade, her cherry lips were like tang, and her pair of jade-like phoenix eyes were full of sadness and indifference, looking at the night sky quietly, she had a light smile on her face, and her voice was like a flowing spring, she didn't care about her life at all, as if life and death were no longer important to her.