Zhao Chongjing added from the side, "Lu Ming, whether someone is innocent or not isn't something you can decide with a few words; it depends on the innocent lives that have been lost."
Rong Xu, sword in hand, walked step by step toward Lu Qingsi: "I'll ask you one more time, did you kill or kill those people?"
Lu Qingsi sneered: "Since you already believe that I killed those people, what difference does it make whether I ask or not?"
Rong Xu thrust his sword toward Lu Qingsi, but Lu Ming blocked it.
Crimson blood flowed from Lu Ming's abdomen. With a smile on his lips, he said to Lu Qingsi, "Qingsi, don't worry about your brother. You should run away. They're going to kill you."
"Brother, brother," Lu Qingsi called out repeatedly, reaching out to cover Lu Ming's wounds, frantically searching her storage space for healing pills and feeding them to him.
"Brother, wake up! You can't fall asleep! You'll be alright, right?" Lu Qingsi cried as she spoke. She didn't dare to wail loudly, but could only sob softly, almost unable to breathe.
Before Lu Qingsi could even feed the pill to Lu Ming, he had already vanished into thin air.
Even though it was already night and the stars in the sky had dimmed, Lu Ming was shining brightly, becoming more and more transparent and brighter, until it finally disappeared through Lu Qingsi's fingers.
"Brother, come back. I promise I will listen to you from now on, protect you, stand in front of you no matter what happens, always believe in you, and never talk back to you. Please come back, please come back."
Lu Qingsi reached out and grabbed at it, but grabbed nothing.
She stood up and looked around, imprinting each and every face in her mind, remembering them so firmly that she would never forget them again.
Of the few people I wasn't very familiar with, five were from the Floating Dream Sect, thirteen were from the Upper Abyss Sect, and two were from the Heavenly Gate. The only ones I knew by name were Elder Zhijian, Rong Xu, Zhao Chongguang, and Zhao Chongjing.
"Lu Qingsi, are you still not going to say anything?" Rong Xu asked again.
"Say something? Ha, what's the point of saying anything now? Haven't you already decided that I'm a demon, that I'm the murderer? Why are you still asking me?" Lu Qingsi thought frantically, feeling the spiritual energy around her begin to become turbulent.
"Stubborn to the end!" the Sword Elder said coldly, a silver sword already thrusting towards Lu Qingsi.
"No!" Rong Qing shouted as he rushed over, but before he got close, he saw that his mentor's sword had already disappeared.
Lu Qingsi is no longer here.
Rong Xu's hand holding the sword trembled incessantly. He closed his eyes and put aside his myriad thoughts.
It was originally a tragic love affair within an illusion, and their marriage in the real world was only because of his promise to "take responsibility."
Everything in the illusion was so beautiful that it gave them endless anticipation.
These are nothing but a false emotional foundation, like bubbles that burst in the wind and can never be reunited. Just like the current situation, once questioned and presented with evidence, Rong Xu believed it.
The swords that were swung out were so sharp that they ended the lives of two people with ease, and in the blink of an eye, they were separated by thousands of miles.
"Rong Qing, what is it?" the elder with the sword asked, sheathing his sword.
Rong Qing replied dejectedly, "The person who killed Junior Brother Meng has been found. The evidence is conclusive; it was the recording stone."
"Who is it?" the Sword-wielding elder asked, and Rong Xu also looked over.
Rong Qing said, "They are from Tianmen."
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