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There was no resentment or remorse in Luo Ling's eyes, only anger and unwillingness.

Ji Jiangshen knew what Luo Ling was angry about, and to be honest, he didn't expect that the war would end before it even started.

Looking at each other, Ji Jiangshen took the lead in looking away, and said to Liu Yang, who was investigating the situation not far away: "Tie it up." ”

Ji Jiangshen asked Liu Yang to tie up Luo Ling, not because he was worried that Luo Ling would suddenly make a move, or run away, he was just worried......

Liu Yang took the order and took a rope and approached Luo Ling.

Luo Ling suddenly hooked her lips and smiled, revealing a strange expression, obviously laughing, but laughing creepy.

Ji Jiangshen's face changed slightly, what he was worried about still happened, and he immediately raised his voice: "Stop him!" ”

Almost instantly, Luo Ling seemed to suddenly have strength, a fierce giant sword, with a twist of his wrist, the long sword directly pierced his abdomen! There was simply no time to stop it.

"Don't!!" A female voice suddenly sounded not far away, her voice trembled slightly, and then a figure rushed over and stopped in front of Luo Ling.

It was a woman, dressed in a white floor-length dress, with a graceful figure, a beautiful face full of horror, red lips that suddenly lost blood, a pale face, a pair of eyes that were staring at each other, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

Ji Jiangshen looked at the woman, frowned slightly and looked at Liu Yang, Liu Yang came back from his stunned, walked over and whispered beside Ji Jiangshen: "She is the wife of King Luo, Xia Chan, and it is said that she is pregnant. ”

Ji Jiangshen bowed slightly, did not speak, but the light of his eyes became dim and uncertain, as if something was brewing and fermenting in those unpredictable pupils.

Luo Ling looked up slightly at the sudden appearance of Xia Cicada, and a smile appeared on her face: "You...... How did you get back? ”

Xia Chan's legs were weak, and he fell to the ground suddenly, stretched out his hand to hold the crumbling Luo Ling in his arms, and said with a crying voice while giving Luo Ling spiritual power: "Why? Why are you so ruthless? It's okay if you lose, I can accompany you to start anew, let's go back to the southwest, and it's still the same as before, why are you so paranoid? I can't live without you, child...... Can't live without a father......"

Xia Cicada's voice trembled slightly, almost cautiously, and her voice was low and thin, as if the person in her arms would disappear as soon as she spoke.

Luo Ling leaned on Xia Chan's arms, her eyelids were a little heavy, she laboriously stretched out her blood-stained hand to caress Xia Chan's cheek, and smiled weakly: "I'm sorry, I don't want to disappoint you, but I did disappoint you......"

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't blame you, as long as you live...... It's good to be alive......" The spiritual power in Xia Chan's hand collapsed, and he raised his hand to hold the hand that was attached to his face tightly, and his tone was as if he was comforting a child, and he was gentle.

Luo Ling didn't speak, in fact, he didn't have the strength to speak.

Xia Chan's hand trembled slightly, but in the end, he couldn't hold back, tears burst down, and a drop of popping fell on Luo Ling's forehead, sliding down the edges and corners of Luo Ling's face, dripping onto the armor, making a snapping sound.

Luo Ling's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she suddenly spoke in a low voice, her voice intermittent and indistinct.

Xia Chan put his ear close to Luo Ling's mouth, and he could vaguely hear what he said: "This is still ...... First ...... See...... You cry ......"

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