Zhu Qianchi weakly raised his hands in a gesture of 'surrender'. His pale face looked very ugly, with blood at the corners of his mouth.

Ling Yixing looked at him, frowned and said, "You should have died when you were in the sect. The master didn't kill you because he cared about the relationship between master and disciple in the past."

"How can I keep you here if you are so stubborn and have evil intentions?"

He made a hand gesture and was about to step forward.

"Junior brother!"

Zhu Qianchi called out with deep emotion and consideration, looking at him with burning eyes, "Junior brother, have you forgotten that when you first entered the sect, it was me who picked you up."

"The bond between us brothers cannot be erased. Can't you spare me for the sake of Master and our relationship?"

"I...I know I was wrong!"

He propped his hands on the ground, bowed his head, looked very pious, and said bitterly:

"At the beginning, I should have listened to Master's words, studied and practiced with peace of mind, and taken solid steps one by one. I know I was wrong, and I will change. I will never use evil magic to harm others again!"

He gave his assurances with great conviction.

"I swear!"

"Junior brother, we are from the same school. If you kill me, how is it different from killing your brother?"

"Brother murder will be punished by God!"

Besides, Ling Yixing has no right to kill him. If anyone wants to kill him, it must be his master.

Ling Yixing frowned, raised his hand, thought for a moment, and put it down after a moment, "Someone come."

Two soldiers stepped forward, grabbed Zhu Qianchi's hands and held him down.

"Zhu Qianchi, I will not kill you. Tomorrow morning, I will have someone take you back to the sect. Whether you live or die, it will be up to the master to decide."

Zhu Qianchi turned his head and looked at Qin Ye eagerly.

"Why can her blood break my forbidden technique?"

"Because she is the real princess." Ling Yixing raised his voice, "She is Qin Ye."

These four words are enough to explain everything.

Qin Ye touched his head, not quite understanding.

"It turns out that Ling Ye is Qin Ye. It turns out that she is the emperor's biological daughter who was left alone..." Zhu Qianchi suddenly realized and murmured absentmindedly, "I didn't expect that the person you resurrected was not your own sister, but the soul of Qin Ye..."

Tonight, he lost.

After years of unwillingness, he finally lost to Ling Yixing.

He pursed his lips and smiled bitterly, "Since you entered the sect, Master always praised you, saying that you are willing to endure hardships, work hard, be down-to-earth, never lie, and have a kind heart. I am tired of hearing these words. I am unwilling to accept it, but even if I am unwilling, I cannot change the outcome."

“Why on earth is this…”

He slowly lowered his head, as if he was trapped in an endless loop, and kept muttering to himself:

"Why? I'm not bad in talent, why can you do it but I can't? I don't understand, I don't understand, why ..."

"Why?"

Ling Yixing didn't want to say more to him, so he raised his hand. The soldier understood and took the man away.

Just took three steps.

Suddenly, Zhu Qianchi raised his head abruptly, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, he drew out the short blade from his sleeve, and rushed towards Ling Yixing frantically:

"If I lose, you won't be able to survive. Let's die together!"

Phew!

The body shook violently.

Severe pain.

Ling Yixing was safe and sound, but the one in trouble was Zhu Qianchi.

He looked at the woman in front of him in astonishment, lowered his head stiffly, and saw a long sword stabbed into his stomach. Blood flowed out along the sword edge and dripped onto the ground.

He was speechless: "You..."

Qin Ye smiled slightly: "Ling Yixing can't kill you, so I will kill you. If I do it, it won't be considered brother-killing."