People are no longer the same as they were yesterday, and the world is becoming empty as time passes. Time is enough to wear away everything, let alone the human heart?
Could it be that things have changed and people have changed, that the old friend has changed into new clothes, but his heart is gone, and only an empty shell remains...
Yan Qingli was so shocked and sad that she couldn't believe the past. Although she didn't say anything, her eyes, which showed the wronged, lonely and sad feeling after suffering such a great blow, were enough to explain everything.
Silence was more powerful than words at this moment, and Long Aojun immediately became angry and pulled out the Phoenix Red Flame Sword from his waist, and with a "swish" sound, he put it on Shen Wuyou's neck.
The slender white neck came into dangerous contact with the sharp and wild blade. The scene seemed to be bullying no matter how you looked at it, especially since the blade of the Phoenix Sword emitted a faint burning breath, causing the plant monster, who was already intolerant to fire, to turn its head away in resistance, with irritation and fear surging in its chest from time to time.
"Monster, what else do you have to say!" The owner of the knife stared at the banshee in front of him with a cool and domineering tone, his face unfriendly.
"Long Aojun, stop!"
“No!”
"Don't be impulsive, Aojun!"
Everyone unanimously called out to stop him, and Bai Yumo's face was filled with anxiety and worry, fearing that Long Aojun would chop him down with a trembling hand. An Lanqing's tone was also unusually stern, and he kept trying to persuade him.
Yan Qingli seemed to have not yet come to her senses. She had a hesitant and lonely expression, looking very sad and worried. Although she stretched out her hand to stop Long Aojun's arm, her strength was too small. The big knife stayed steadily on Shen Wuyou's neck without any deviation.
Ling Wangqing's expression remained unchanged, and he looked cold and indifferent, as if he was an outsider watching a show and had no intention of getting involved.
Seeing that the other party was unmoved, Bai Yumo became furious and drew the sword from his waist. A cold light flashed, and the next moment it fell directly on Long Aojun's neck, full of threat.
Seeing his partner's weapon suddenly fall on his head, after a moment of shock, Long Aojun laughed in anger, raised the corner of his lips sarcastically, and said word by word:
"I've often heard that the flower demon has the ability to bewitch people's minds. Today, I saw that it is indeed extremely powerful. It can even bewitch my classmates who have been with me for several years. Now they are all pointing their swords at me!"
As he spoke, his gloomy, furious, and sharp eyes suddenly turned towards Shen Wuyou, and he slowly raised a cruel smile—
"Flower demon, do you have any last words?"
Shen Wu looked at him coldly with his eyes and remained silent.
"In that case... then prepare to die!" Long Aojun suddenly attacked, raised the Phoenix Divine Sword high and chopped straight towards Shen Wuyou's neck!
The force was so great that the veins on the back of his hand almost popped out. He held the sword with both hands and slashed at Shen Wuyou without hesitation.
"Stop!" Bai Yumo rushed forward with sword in hand.
For a moment, the room was filled with the clanging of weapons, the chaotic sound of footsteps, the clamor of persuasion, the sound of heated arguments, and the noise of quarrels. The whole room was in chaos, and people were at a loss as to what to do.
Seeing that everything was about to be completed according to plan, the blade covered with the Phoenix Divine Fire was about to cut off Shen Wuyou's slender neck at any time. Yan Qingli, who had always had a sad face, could not help but secretly curl the corners of her lips, waiting for that moment to come.
However, the next moment's development is always so unexpected——
Suddenly, there was a chorus of "Shua!", and the chaotic scene suddenly became quiet.
The sharp blade that was supposed to fall on Shen Wuyou's neck suddenly turned its edge. Yan Qingli felt a sudden burning sensation on her neck, and the next moment, the scorching heat that belonged only to the Phoenix Divine Fire followed.
She never expected that at this moment, the dazzling orange-red flaming knife would be right on her neck!
Things developed so quickly that she had no time to think about what was wrong. She just felt that for some reason, the originally noisy and tense situation suddenly became silent in an instant, leaving only a strange atmosphere of indifference and solemnity.
At this moment, no matter it was the furious Long Aojun, the angry Bai Yumo, or the anxiously trying to stop him, they all stared at him with cold eyes!
The two weapons in front of him, which should have been clamoring for confrontation, were now motionlessly pointed at him. One was pressed directly against his neck and throat, emitting an undisguised aura of danger, and the other was pointed directly at his heart, full of threats...
"You...what are you doing?"
Yan Qingli was being pointed at by a knife and a sword at the same time, unable to move even a step. One blade was pointing at her heart, and the other was close to her throat. She had to be very careful even when speaking and didn't dare to make any big movements.
She looked at everyone with confusion, wondering why they were pointing swords at each other. Her eyes were full of shock and disbelief, and her face was full of grievance and sadness.
At this moment, Shen Wuyou suddenly laughed out loud, and with his hands behind his back, he took light steps and smiled at her:
"I want to know too. Your friend is about to be wrongly accused and killed. What are you laughing at?"
"What are you talking about! Isn't it because of your drastic change of character that you cruelly killed an innocent citizen? I can't bear to pay for a person's life, but this is what you deserve. I'm just sad and sorry for you, but you're blaming me? You're wronging me?"
Yan Qingli was obviously not aware of the current situation. Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears as she looked at herself with sorrow and sadness, expressing the grievance and heartache after being betrayed vividly and movingly.
Shen Wuyou really wanted to applaud her for her superb and realistic acting skills. She thought so and did so. The corners of her mouth raised a seductive arc, and she said coldly:
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