The army of Chengxiao Kingdom arrived at the border in a grand procession. The scene was like a winding steel dragon, magnificent and awe-inspiring.
Their synchronized steps caused the earth to tremble.
The forest of swords, spears, and halberds, gleaming with a cold light, showcased the formidable military might of Chengxiao Kingdom, as if proclaiming their fearlessness and determination to the world.
Inside the tent, several battle-hardened and renowned generals sat together, their expressions as solemn as ancient stone statues, their eyes revealing determination and wisdom.
It was as if they had already planned this war countless times in their minds.
The group was enthusiastically discussing strategies to defeat the enemy, with heated discussions rising and falling.
It was as if they wanted to plan the upcoming battle in advance in the camp to ensure that every detail was perfect.
Various strategies and tactics were constantly proposed, analyzed, and demonstrated by them.
Each viewpoint is like a sharp sword, sparking flashes of wisdom in the clash of ideas.
The atmosphere was tense and heated, as if the air itself was thick with the smell of war.
However, Qin Qianluo did not participate in it. Her mind was focused on something else entirely, a deep-seated entanglement that she had to confront.
At this moment, Qin Qianluo is inside the space.
This space is like a paradise, yet it hides endless secrets.
The soft light, like a dreamlike veil, gently enveloped the world, giving people a dreamlike feeling.
Various exotic flowers, plants, and trees grow in a well-organized manner, emitting a faint fragrance, intertwining together to form a unique and enchanting atmosphere.
In this secluded world, Qianxi and Qian'an had regained consciousness and were kneeling before her.
Their bodies trembled slightly, like fallen leaves in the cold wind, fragile and helpless.
Their heads were bowed low, almost buried in the ground, as if they dared not look directly into Qin Qianluo's eyes, for those eyes contained a power that could devour them.
Qin Qianluo looked at them quietly, her eyes revealing complex emotions, including anger, disappointment, and a trace of indescribable pity.
She knew in her heart that the two of them had betrayed her because they were controlled by that evil Gu worm, like puppets on a demon's string, unable to control their own lives.
The Gu worm, like a demon lurking in the darkness, used its evil power to twist their will, turning them into tools of evil.
Even knowing the reasons behind it, I still feel uneasy whenever I recall the scenes of their betrayal.
Whenever I recall the pain of being hurt by someone close to me, a slight discomfort always rises in my heart.
It was a complex emotion of being betrayed by someone you trusted, like a fishbone stuck in your throat, impossible to spit out or swallow, causing a dull ache.
Every memory is like a knife slashing into her heart, making the wounds even deeper.
Looking at the two people kneeling on the ground before him, their expressions were haggard, their faces as pale as paper, their former radiance completely gone, replaced by deep regret and fear.
Their eyes revealed endless self-blame and pleading, as if silently telling of their inner pain and helplessness.
Qianxi's lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she dared not speak because of fear.
Qian'an's body was curled up, her hands tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning white from the force.
Qin Qianlu felt conflicted, as if countless hands were pulling at her heart. On one side was the voice of reason, telling her that they deserved what they got.
On the other hand, she was bound by emotional ties, making it difficult for her to be ruthless.
Her gaze lingered on the two women, as if examining their souls, trying to find a glimmer of hope for redemption.
Finally, she sighed softly, a sigh that seemed to carry endless helplessness and weariness, like an ancient ballad, slowly echoing in the silent space.
She thought to herself: So be it, Yu Ying is already dead, all grudges have come to an end.
As for Qianxi and Qian'an, let them stay in this space.
Now, they have almost completely lost their martial arts skills, and their once agile figures have become weak and powerless.
Like a bird with broken wings, it can no longer soar through the sky and no longer poses a threat to itself.
If they hadn't been drinking the spiritual spring water from this space every day, they would probably have perished like a candle in the wind the moment the mother Gu died.
In this way, they have received the punishment they deserve.
Besides, no one can harm me in this space, so leaving them behind is not a problem.
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