Early the next morning, I asked Xiao Er to send breakfast and a few sets of women's clothes.

Xiao Er has long dared not disobey me, although I always cover my face with a hood, even in the room.

After eating breakfast, I carefully finished my pause, put on a plain scarlet gauze shirt, and covered my face with a turban and veil, and went out.

I drove through the streets and alleys and went straight to Xuefu.

Five years ago, after a moon festival, Prime Minister Xue Cheng invited me to his house to sit down, and I met Qianqian for the first time. Xue Qianling is the same age as me, petite and exquisite, with bright eyes, weak and pitiful, and people can't help but want to protect her at first sight. She doesn't know martial arts, her spells are very strange, she is non-lethal, and she is almost innate, and she can show you the vision that comes to her mind wherever she gets along. She and I hit it off at first sight.

I still remember the cuteness of her fair face flushed with shame when she joked, her silver bell-like laughter as clear as the wind breaking jade, and her advice before leaving for the desert.

Qianqian, how sad must you be when your father forced you to marry? I am determined to go and see how she is doing, even if I can't let her see me, so as not to be frightened, I must go and see her.

I easily avoided the Xue Mansion guards, swept through the garden like a light smoke, and leaped up to her boudoir window.

The smoky screen paper was gentle and the wind trembled, and I hesitated.

"Ahh

Xue Qianling's eyes widened, her cherry lips opened, one hand held the edge of the table, and the other hand pressed her abdomen, the knuckles of the press turned white, and blood oozed from her fingers.

A dagger was stuck in her lower abdomen, up to the handle!

A figure passed by me, rushing to the window to escape. I couldn't tolerate any mercy, I hit out with all my palms, the man didn't turn back, and flew out with a backhand palm with my sharp palm wind, but my palm was still too strong, he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" in mid-air, and said loudly: "I am a demon sect messenger, come to take the life of your young lady as a warning!"

I hurriedly helped Xue Qianling up, her face was like gold paper, and her breath was already weak, I shot like the wind, and pointed at the acupoints around her wound to stop bleeding, but the blood still kept gushing out. The dagger was inserted too deeply, and even if Bian Que was reincarnated, he would have no skills to return to heaven.

Tears flowed down my eyes, wetting my veil. Xue Qianling's eyes were scattered, a few drops of blood were splashed on her snow-white cheeks, she gritted her teeth and hissed, "Please······ Please······" She grabbed the hem of my shirt with both hands, trembling and writhing to grasp something. I knew it right away, and held her hand tightly with my free hand.

She breathed quickly: "Help······ Sister Ran······ She's not dead, please······"

She used what little strength she had left to unleash the spell, and a white mist appeared in front of my eyes, entering an illusion, and time paused. The white fog gradually dissipated.

In the back garden of Xue's house, a bright and beautiful girl sat in a pavilion in the middle of the lotus pond, embroidering with her head bowed, and her face looked like Xue Qianling.

I floated in mid-air, which may not be the right way to describe it, but I could only see everything around me, but I couldn't see my fingers, it was just nothing. The feeling on my arm let me know that Xue Qianling was still leaning on my arms and that I was actually still in her boudoir.

I'm just a spectator, I can only watch.

Luckily, I was already familiar with her spells, otherwise I would have screamed and turned and ran.

In the pavilion, Xue Qianling raised her head, suddenly covered her mouth with her hands, screamed, and stood up in surprise, I followed her gaze to look at the wooden bridge connecting the lakeshore and the small pavilion, although I was mentally prepared, I was still surprised, and almost lost my voice.

A man in a yellow shirt walked towards the kiosk unhurriedly.

He has a standard figure, his facial features are so delicate that he can't pick out a single flaw, like a perfect statue, there seems to be a faint tiredness and indifference between his eyebrows, a shallow smile on his lips, a smile is very shallow, like clear water, pure enough to not contain a trace of impurities, and his long silver hair is dusty.

When the water is clear, there are no fish.

It was an insult to describe him as handsome, and for the first time I knew what indescribable beauty was, and for such a perfect, gentle, gracious man, I felt only a reverence beyond the limits of my understanding.

There was not a hint of doubt.

Ling Yichen.

Although Xue Qianling's fantasies are a little vague due to her struggles, I am still very sure that I will never forget his appearance in this life, just like ······ The sunset on the desert is as magnificent, as elegant as the sea of clouds on the Yellow Mountain.

However, as soon as I turned my head, I also forgot his appearance, just like the sunset and clouds in my memory, leaving only a vague impression of beauty.

Ling Yichen approached. He bowed gently and said, "Miss Xue, it's my honor to meet you. ”

His voice is also faint and extremely pleasant, but it can only leave a good impression.

“······ I ······ His Majesty······ Your Majesty······ Little woman," Xue Qinglin saluted helplessly.

"Don't panic," Ling Yichen smiled lightly, "Miss, I'm here to inform you that your confidant, Miss Lungran, has not passed away yet, and will wake up in the coffin in a few days, hoping that you will go to rescue you." ”

"Yes······"

"Thank you. Ling Yichen bowed again, he didn't have a trace of arrogance, his every move was elegant and careless, always with a touch of indifference, and a melancholy smile on the corner of his mouth.

He walked away slowly, and when he was halfway on the wooden bridge, he disappeared out of thin air, and I knew that he was still walking, but fate was over, and even if our eyes fell on him, we could not see him.

Xue Qianling was stunned in the local area, maybe the news that her friend was not dead was shocked, but it was really nothing in front of seeing the Emperor Xuanming, and then the picture switched, Xue Qianling begged her father to let her go to the cemetery, but her father suspected that she wanted to escape from marriage and refused to allow it, the picture became more and more blurry, and finally a bright light flashed, I blinked, and saw myself standing in her boudoir, holding her dying in her arms.

Xue Qianling's head was sweating like rain, and she trembled and spit out sentences one by one: "Please······ Save her······ Tell ······ The Demon Sect Leader has come down to the Ethereal Peak to find her······ Be careful······"

Isn't the Ethereal Peak the Demon Mountain? The base of the Demon Sect is floating uncertainly, and there is nowhere to be found.

"Rest assured, rest assured, I will. I squeezed her hand as if it would ease her pain.

"Thank you······ Are you ······ ？”

I couldn't bear it, so I finally pulled off my veil and cried bitterly: "Thank you, Qianqian······ I'm not dead······ I, I've come out. ”

Xue Qianling's eyes lit up, but I knew that this was just a return to the light, and she said happily: "Ranran!······ Ah," she snorted, frowning.

I wept and said hatefully: "Don't worry, Qianqian, I will definitely kill the Demon Sect to avenge you." ”

"Don't ······" She held my hand weakly, this kind little girl was still pleading for her murderer when she was dying, what did she do wrong, she had to endure the pain······!" Don't kill······ Besides, even if they don't kill me, I'm ······ Ah······h I don't have long to live······"

I bit my lower lip and said miserably, "Why?"

"I ······" She smiled, "Because ······ People I like······ At most, we can only see each other······"

She hummed softly, her round eyes shining with a look of contentment. Her singing voice became lower and lower, and she gradually let go of the hand that was holding me, and finally the palm of her hand slowly closed her eyes, and the singing stopped, and she stopped breathing.

My heart ached, tears blurred my eyes, and I cried bitterly.

"Bang-" There was a loud bang, the door was slammed open, and I came back to my senses in shock, and I looked up to meet the shocked gaze of Prime Minister Xue Anguo.

I secretly screamed that it was not good, and quickly but gently put down Xue Qianling's body and ran towards the window.

When Xue Anguo saw his daughter's blood-soaked corpse, he was horrified and angry, and he was furious, regardless of his lack of martial arts, he drew his sword, threw it at me, and shouted: "Slut, why did you kill my daughter?!"

I was already in mid-air, I didn't want to hurt him, I turned my backhand, took the long sword, and choked up: "I didn't kill ······"

A few of them were out of range of him and the guards, "You, you actually killed my daughter! In vain, she is still bent on saving you!" The roar came clearly, and when he said this, he also lowered his voice, turning into a mournful cry, "Qian'er······"

I held the sword in one hand, and the knuckles of my grip turned white, and I didn't look back, but rushed forward. Swept to a secluded alley, I leaned against the wall, the long sword "choked" and let go of the land, I hid my face and cried bitterly.

Footsteps sounded from the entrance of the alley, and one person shouted: "Lady Wuna, raise your hands! We are the mage of the association, who are you?"

I took a deep breath to calm down, and there was a salty taste in my mouth, it turned out that my lower lip had already been bitten by me, and the blood was not stopping.

At the entrance of the alley, several young mages each held their own blades, and one of them drew a full bow and aimed it at me.

I slowly raised my hand to my chest as I said, and suddenly pushed outward, "bang" and "rubbed" an ice wall shook the wall and shattered the rubble on the wall, and the feather arrow sank into the ice only an inch or two, and when the dust settled, I had already leaned over and picked up the long sword, and I was already far away.