Xuan Qing'er looked at Yin Yang, who had a blank expression, and her anger was hard to quell. She stabbed her with a sword into Yin Yang's chest. What flowed out was not hot blood, but cold silver blood!
"You really are an anomaly!" Xuan Qing'er said angrily. "Tell me, are you a demon or some kind of monster?"
Xuan Qing'er mercilessly drew her sword and kicked Yin Yang in the wound. Yin Yang staggered back a few steps, crashing into the tree trunk behind her. Pain swept through her body, making her tremble.
She never expected that Xuan Qing'er would actually harm her...
For some reason, his gray eyes suddenly became stinging and burning, as if they were about to burst into tears.
Xuan Qing'er looked at Yin Yang, who remained silent, and coldly asked, "Are you going to talk or not?"
Yin Yang's throat was burning and stinging, and she really didn't know what to say.
Xuan Qing'er glared angrily at Yin Yang, whose gray eyes seemed to be those of a completely different person from the Yin Yang she knew. "As expected, you are not her!"
Yin Yang sensed the growing killing intent within Xuan Qing'er and dared not hide anything any longer; even lying to her would be worthwhile...
"Qing'er, actually I... ah—"
Yin Yang was about to speak when another wave of excruciating pain struck her; her chest was once again pierced by Xuan Qing'er's sword.
Xuan Qing'er was slightly taken aback. Her cold eyes met Yin Yang's gray eyes, and she asked in confusion, "What do you want to say?"
Yin Yang opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of silver blood. He immediately became weak and was about to collapse to the ground. Seeing this, Xuan Qing'er instinctively supported Yin Yang and urgently asked, "Quickly tell me where Yin Yang is!"
Yin Yang swallowed the blood in his mouth and softly said, "Actually..."
I am your Yin and Yang!
Yin Yang took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said helplessly, "She...is already dead—"
Xuan Qing'er was stunned. Before she could say anything, Yin Yang in her arms collapsed to the ground.
In Xuan Qing'er's world, only the last sentence she said to herself remained...
She is dead—
"No, no... You're lying to me! She won't die!" Xuan Qing'er threw down her sword and dragged Yin Yang up. "Tell me, Yin Yang won't die! She's so strong, she won't die..."
Yin Yang weakly opened his eyes, the world before him still a hazy gray. "She...is dead..."
Xuan Qing'er stood up, trembling all over, picked up the sword from the ground again, and pointed it at Yin Yang. "It was you! You killed her! It was you! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"
Yin Yang raised her head to face Xuan Qing'er, a tear sliding down her cheek. Her throat burned, and she smiled slightly, her voice hoarse as she spoke, "My life... is right here... If you like it... my life... is yours..."
"Aaaaaah..." Upon hearing Yin Yang say the same thing as before, he immediately roared in uncontrollable rage:
"You monster, I'm going to kill you!"
In a fit of rage, Xuan Qing'er wildly slashed at Yin Yang with her sword.
Yin Yang lay on the ground, letting Xuan Qing'er vent her anger on him. He didn't cry out in pain or beg for mercy, but simply gazed quietly in Xuan Qing'er's direction with his calm and gentle eyes...
Until she was tired, weary, and sleepy, she slowly closed her eyes—
Xuan Qing'er didn't know how many Yin-Yang swords she had stabbed, until the body remained motionless for a long time, at which point she collapsed weakly to the ground.
A cold wind blew by, drying Xuan Qing'er's tears and also drying the water stains on Yin Yang's body.
Xuan Qing'er stood up like a walking corpse. Just as she was about to turn and leave, her pupils suddenly contracted as she looked sharply at Yin Yang lying on the ground. The latter was covered in blood, his face transparently pale, and sweat and blood had long since mingled together—
Their fate is unknown!
“Yin, Yin and Yang…” Xuan Qing’er stared blankly at Yin and Yang.
Looking down at his hand, which had been stained with her silver blood, it was now a glaringly bright red—
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