Lengsha raised the corners of her lips frivolously.

"Qi Yun, hand her over to me. For the sake of our past friendship, I will not fight you. Wouldn't that be a win-win situation for everyone?"

"After tens of thousands of years, why haven't you gotten rid of that resentment?"

"Qi Yun, how dare you say that? If it weren't for your evil thoughts, how could I have appeared? Therefore, all these sins can only be regarded as your own fault, and have nothing to do with me."

Qi Yun's expression changed slightly, her eyes were a little blurry, and her lips moved slightly.

Yes, that's true. If she hadn't come up with the idea of ​​this damn place to meet the man she had been thinking about, there wouldn't be the result now.

Leng Sha is her, and she is also Leng Sha. Killing Leng Sha is killing herself and also killing Zhao Ya. They coexist and no one can destroy the other.

The three coexist and are inseparable. If one part is missing, it may be incomplete.

But now, the resentment and obsession that I had stripped off from myself have become a cold veil, and I have gained the purest understanding.

From a certain perspective, Leng Sha was not wrong. The only thing wrong was the resentment that Qi Yun himself felt.

Leng Sha's heart was born like this, so what right did she have to give up her heart?

Qi Yun closed his eyes helplessly, and the silver teeth in his mouth trembled slightly.

"Why, Qi Yun, you feel that you are wrong and have decided to give up on that person. It seems that you are no better than him!"

Leng Sha's lazy look was mixed with disdain.

Looking down at Qi Yun.

His gaze slid from her arms to Qi Yun's hands holding Zhao Ya.

She didn't seem to be in a hurry, nor did she have any other emotions, except for a sense of amorous feelings and a pair of sparkling purple eyes.

Qi Yun frowned, feeling as if a stone was pressing on his heart, making him feel heavy and depressed.

"Don't even think about it. Even if you are the one who caused the mistake, I should be the one to solve it all."

Qi Yun's eyes were clear and firm, and he was not afraid at all of how he would feel when he met Leng Sha.

Leng Sha raised half of her eyebrows, a little puzzled.

"Qi Yun, I don't have the time to chat with you. If you want to protect that body, then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it."

Leng Sha condensed her body, pushed forward, and ran towards Qi Yun at an extremely fast speed.

She moved extremely quickly, rushing towards the mist blown by the wind, leaving no time for others to react.

The dispersing mist appeared in front of Qi Yun's eyes, forming a beautiful face.

The pair of shiny white arms were exposed, and a pair of slender jade hands clamped Qi Yun's neck.

Qi Yun did not react at all.

She was startled, her neck tightened, and a huge sense of oppression filled her head.

A blush appeared on that jade-white face.

She only felt that her blood seemed to be flowing backwards, and her head seemed to be filled with plasma and she couldn't move.

How can Lengsha be so fast?

A smile appeared on Lengsha's contemptuous face.

She kept the strength of her hands just enough to make Qi Yun feel the most uncomfortable.

This seemed to make her feel happy.

She looked at Qi Yun's gradually distorted face and felt inexplicably pleased.

"I never thought that the high and mighty Yin family's God of War would be so miserable and fall into my hands."

Qi Yun's thoughts raced helplessly, his pupils dilated.

Zhao Ya suddenly panicked. She had never been so frightened by the scene before her. Qi Yun was right in front of her, and that beautiful face had become dispirited and soulless at this moment.

"Qi Yun..."

She raised her eyes in astonishment and stared at Leng Sha.

When she met those eyes, the sea of ​​memories in Zhao Ya's mind began to fluctuate.