If there was still a bit of the leisure of a cat teasing a mouse in Qi Qing just now, now there is only bloodthirsty cruelty left.
"Qiqing, don't worry, I'm fine," Ning Anan said anxiously, not caring about the long sword on her neck.
"Shut up..." The man in black holding the sword pushed the sword forward.
Ning An'an suddenly felt a pain in his neck, and then he felt a sticky liquid flowing down.
Qiqing's eyes narrowed, and murderous aura rushed towards the people who held Ning Anan hostage.
“Ah…”
Just as the man in black was holding Ning Anan hostage and proudly confronting Qi Qing, a wolf howl suddenly sounded in the darkness and a strong wind rushed out from behind him.
The man in black couldn't help but want to look back, and his hands unconsciously loosened.
Qiqing moved quickly and appeared in front of Ning Anan in an instant.
Qiqing put his arm around Ning Anan's waist and pulled her into his arms. With his other hand, he pinched the sword blade that was originally on Ning Anan's neck with two fingers, and bent it with force, and the sword broke with a sound.
Qiqing flipped her jade hand and the sharp blade flew out, cutting the neck of the man in black.
The black-clad man's head froze in place, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
Ning Anan looked at the indifferent Qiqing and was about to say something when she felt a strong force pressing against her waist, pushing her to the side.
Xiaoguai pounced on Qiqing and rubbed him passionately. His huge body squeezed Qiqing to the ground. Fortunately, Ning Anan used all his strength to hold Qiqing.
Otherwise, Qiqing would probably be thrown to the ground.
"Xiaoguai..." A clear voice sounded from the darkness, with a slight tremor.
Xiaoguai whimpered and moved to the side unwillingly, and Qiqing finally saw who was coming.
He was dressed in yellow brocade, holding a purple vine whip, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was full of excitement and attachment.
Bai Ziyu took two quick steps, hugged Qiqing in his arms, and whispered tenderly: "Qiqing... Qiqing..."
Qiqing tried to break free from Bai Ziyu, but stopped when she felt the wetness on her cheek and sighed softly in her heart.
Bai Ziyu's emotions are always so passionate and outspoken, whether it is his companionship in Yunjing City or his straightforward protection on Jiuyou Terrace.
All of this made Qi Qing unable to cruelly push Bai Ziyu away, not to mention that the attraction she had to such a dazzling man could not be ignored.
Another face that was somewhat similar to Qiqing flashed through Qiqing's mind, but he was a more rational and gentle man.
All kinds of scenes passed by in a hurry, and finally stopped at the words of the man in white clothes in the wheelchair in Prince Che's mansion: "No."
A dark light flashed in the seven emotions purple eyes, and disappeared in an instant.
Feeling the warmth of the hand holding his slowly loosen, Qiqing's thoughts were pulled back, and Qiqing instinctively held the refreshing and warm palm back.
He raised his eyes and met the look of surprise that flashed across Ning Anan's face in her disappointment. He curved his eyebrows and his face suddenly turned red.
Qi Qing released Ning An'an's hand and patted Bai Ziyu gently: "Bai Ziyu... I can't breathe."
Bai Ziyu loosened his hands, raised his eyes and looked at Qiqing intently, then kissed Qiqing on the lips lightly.
Looking at Qiqing, she said, "Qing'er, this time, I will never leave you again." Dili Zhangyang's face was full of determination.
Qiqing leaned in Bai Ziyu's arms, smelling the faint plum fragrance on Bai Ziyu's body, and slightly curled the corners of her lips.
"Donor...be careful," Shi An called out urgently.
Xiaoguai made a fierce snoring sound in his throat. Qiqing and Bai Ziyu both turned to look at the man in black who was preparing for a sneak attack.
The men in black were so scared that they turned around and ran away. Qi Qing snorted coldly: "Want to run?" Thinking of the bloodstain on Ning An'an's neck, Qi Qing kicked up a long sword on the ground and stabbed it straight into the back of the fleeing man in black.
The remaining people exchanged glances and understood that today either the witch would die or they would die, so they all burst out with unprecedented strength and surrounded Qiqing and others.
Bai Ziyu whipped out his purple vine whip and stepped forward to help, saying, "Humph, you're just a sneaky thief."
Qi Qing pushed Ning An'an aside and stood with Master Shi An, "Xiao Guai, help me protect Ning An'an..."
Bai Ziyu paused, looking at Ning Anan, who was anxiously looking at Qiqing, but he didn't say anything. He vented all his frustration on the man in black, attacking him swiftly and fiercely.
Xiaoguai raised his head proudly and walked to Ning Anan, snorting disdainfully: "Such a powerless pretty boy actually dared to snatch people from his own master! He is so audacious."
Ning Anan couldn't understand the contempt in Xiaoguai's eyes. She just heard Qiqing's words and realized that this ferocious wolf was protecting her. She suppressed her fear and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Thank you, thank you."
Xiaoguai rolled his eyes: Humph, who wants a pretty boy like you to say thank you!
Shi An looked at the ferocious wolf standing in front of him as an absolute guardian, then turned his gaze to the man and woman standing side by side, his eyes looking distant and long.
"No, don't kill me, spare me, I won't dare to do it again... I... I know one thing..." The last man in black sat on the ground.
He rubbed his hands against the ground and backed away, his face full of fear and regret.
Bai Ziyu pointed his purple vine whip at the man on the ground, looking down at the man who was already crying with fear. He said with disgust, "Speak!"
The man trembled and said, "It's... it's the magic sword. In fact, the magic sword has been stolen. Master Shi Hui and the other monks were injured."
"What happened to Senior Brother Shi Hui?" asked Shi An.
The man immediately said: "They are not dead, it's just that they are injured..." He did not hear the specific extent of the injuries.
"Who stole the magic sword?" Qiqing asked coldly.
The man's eyes rolled around and he bargained: I will tell you if you promise to spare my life.
Qi Qing raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay."
The man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Posha City"
Qi Qing searched for information about Posha City in his mind for a long time, and whispered: "Dugu Muyun..."
Master Shi An behind him had his eyes flickering slightly when he heard the name Qi Qing said.
Bai Ziyu asked, "The Lord of Posha City, Dugu Ling?"
While Qiqing and the others were relaxing, the man on the ground got up and crawled out.
"Donor Qiqing, please don't..." Shi An's surprised voice sounded.
When he was about to reach the gate, his body stiffened and he slowly turned around. He glanced at the hilt of the sword on his back and then looked at Qi Qing in disbelief.
“You…you didn’t…say…” He fell down before he could finish his words, his eyes wide open, as if he died with his eyes open.
Qi Qing sneered and said, "Yeah, I said it, so what?"
Qi Qing looked at Shi An, who had just tried to stop her, with cold eyes. Master Shi An was shining with brilliance and Buddha's light.
Qi Qing said solemnly, "Master, you are so compassionate. I have committed many sins. Please don't bother me.
We were not meant to be together, so we just parted ways."
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