Emperor Qinghuan was amused by Qing Ling, looking at the stubborn and resentful face, he said happily, "Qin Huai killed me several times, but I didn't die, let alone you?"

Qin Huai's figure trembled, and his lowered head couldn't see clearly.

"Master, you're really wrong!" said Qing Ran in a loud voice, "The good and evil in the world can't just look at appearances. Although the Supreme Master Ancestor is cold-hearted and ruthless, has she ever done anything to harm the Ancient Sword Sect?"

"Master, you're really a demonic barrier. ”

Seeing the most beloved master become like this, Qing Dye is also extremely painful. Although she didn't complain about her master, she couldn't agree with what he did.

Integrity, kindness, fairness, steadfastness...... He taught her.

"The little master ancestor is already invincible in the world, why should I leave you with this hidden danger?" Qingling refused to admit his mistake.

When Di Qinghuan heard this, he nodded approvingly, "That's right." As the head of a faction, you should focus on the big picture and sacrifice others when necessary. Qingling, you are very good as the leader. ”

"......" Qingling's expression flashed slightly, he didn't expect Emperor Qinghuan to say this. After all, even his most beloved disciples did not approve of him, and no one felt that what he did was right.

"But you sacrificed me, so what should I do with you, and the Ancient Sword Sect?"

Qing Ling clenched his fists, looked at those resentful and disgusted faces, and finally said, "All the faults are my doing, no matter what punishment I accept!"

"You want to take my wrath by yourself?"

"Yes. ”

"Then you will be scattered, maybe, I will still be angry and destroy the Ancient Sword Sect. If you don't take it yourself, then the Ancient Sword Sect and you will enter reincarnation. How do you choose?"

Although he had already reached a conclusion in his heart, Di Qinghuan still wanted to hear what Qing Ling said.

Qing Ling's face was pale, his expression was in a trance, he gritted his teeth, and said word by word, "The disciple bears it alone, please let the Supreme Master Ancestor fulfill it." ”

"Boss ......"

"Qingling ......"

"Master ......"

The people of the Ancient Sword Sect all looked at this scene with complicated expressions, moved and ashamed, and the good son, who was already young and vigorous, was no longer afraid.

"The disciple is willing to bear it with the master!" suddenly a disciple stepped forward.

"The same is true for disciples!"

Subsequently, one disciple after another stood up and died generously one by one, with a proud expression.

Qing Ling's body was shocked, and looking at the countless disciples kneeling behind him, tears slipped down the corners of his eyes. They are still so young and have a bright future, why are they willing to accompany him to death?

He didn't admit his mistake, and suddenly fell to the ground, with a sad expression and said, "The disciple is wrong......

Seeing this scene, Di Qinghuan felt so familiar, once Qingling also led her disciples to protect her unyieldingly, not letting her be humiliated by the Heavenly Underworld Sect.

Hehe, it's really the reincarnation of heaven. People who seek advantages and avoid disadvantages always show the rarest kindness on the worst side of human nature......

"Get up. ”

The people who escaped death kowtowed with tears in their eyes, "Master Xie, Master Ancestor!"

Di Qinghuan looked at the scene of painful guilt and gratitude, and didn't feel much, turned around, and walked towards Qin Huai, who was kneeling there quietly, his slender and delicate fingers picked up the cold and hard chin, and looked directly at the deep and painful eyes.

"Qin Huai, how am I, a mortal?"

"......" The corners of Qin Huai's mouth moved, and he didn't say anything.

Looking at the dazzling red color, Di Qinghuan bent down and whispered in his ear, "Ning Huan should die." ”

"No, no, no, I'm Shizun's disciple, how could Shizun kill a disciple!" Ning Huan was so frightened that his heart was broken, and his face was pale.

Hearing this, Di Qinghuan's eyes became cold, and the murderous intent was revealed, "Qin Huai, I want you to kill her with your own hands." ”

"Master, I am your most beloved disciple, you said that you want to protect me forever, how can you kill me? You said that you want to be with me forever, she is just a lowly mortal, you are what you said!"

"The reason why I bullied her is all for you. It's none of my business. ”

"Master, you definitely won't kill a disciple, right?"

The more Ning Huan spoke, the more justified he became, and the more he spoke, the more confident he became.

"Master, the disciple is your disciple and grandson, how can you ......?"

Before the words were finished, Ning Huan found that he couldn't make a sound, his neck was slightly cold, and when he reached out to touch it, he found that his hands were full of blood, blood gushed out, and Ning Huan's face was visibly pale.

Ning Huan covered his neck in horror and retreated, but behind him were high steps, and there was no way to retreat.

"Woooooooo "I couldn't make a sound, my face was full of fear, that was the fear of death.

Qin Huai held the long sword in his hand, and the sword pierced the heart accurately, his face was expressionless, and the corners of his mouth moved, but he didn't make a sound, and he didn't know what he said.

Ning Huan's pupils constricted, with a strong resentment, unwilling to die.

When the fresh life was gone, Di Qinghuan yawned lazily, pulled out the sword from Ning Huan's body, and blood splattered out, dyeing the white clothes a little red.

Di Qinghuan frowned, threw the sword aside in disgust, his fingers moved slightly, and the bloodstained white clothes had returned to their original state.

"He loves white the most, so he can't get dirty......"

Qin Huai's face turned pale, and he remembered the man in white who he saw in the clouds today. His fists were clenched, and his eyes were full of jealousy and resentment.

"Prepare, the day after tomorrow, I will marry Qin Huai. ”

The clear voice was the same as before, but it shook everyone's eyes wide, but no one dared to refute it at this time.

"Yes. ”

"I want an unprecedented ceremony, the world to congratulate. ”

"Yes, the disciple obeys. Qing Ling bowed.

Qin Huai's slightly excited heart was like being poured a basin of cold water when it touched those cold eyes.

"Qin Huai, do you think that I, a mortal, are worthy of you, the Venerable Zhige?" Di Qinghuan's tone was calm, even if he was married, his emotions did not rise and fall half-dead.

Despair and resentment turned into rage.

"Why don't you let me go? Why don't you let me go!"

Emperor Qing raised his hand happily and grabbed the oncoming sword, his hands were slender. The sword made of steel was as fragile as tofu in her hand, and it snapped and broke in two.

"Hate me so much?"

Qin Huai's eyes were red and dripping blood, and his cold face was resentful and hideous, "Why can't ......you let me go?"

Di Qinghuan's heart hurt, but his eyebrows were faint.

"No way. ”

Four words extinguished all Qin Huai's hopes.

He hated the woman in front of him, and he longed for her to die.

Why should my hot and sincere heart be so ruined by her! Why should I bear her moodiness, her humiliation and slander! Why should she be able to watch him collapse and despair for her!

Why did I fall in love with this cold-blooded and ruthless woman!

Di Qinghuan stabilized his heart that hurt into the bone marrow, and calmly said to Qing Ling, "Prepare well." ”

"Don't try to escape. ”

With that, the figure was gone, leaving only a desolate and shattered heart.

Qing Ling looked at the cold and arrogant man who was kneeling there as if he was in pain, and he was also extremely pitiful.

"Little Master, it's your wedding after all......"

Yes, Qingling is not wrong, this grand wedding was prepared by Qin Huai for Emperor Qinghuan.