Linghu Lan smiled. "Even if you kill me, you can't save Joyful Valley. Aren't you afraid that if you kill me, Fuxin will also commit suicide for love?"
"I had already planned this. The renowned healer, the Old Man Wuxin, is currently a guest in Joyful Valley. Once Xin'er wakes up, he will forget you completely and only remember his identity as the young master of Joyful Valley. Originally, since Xin'er has lost his memory, I could spare your life. However, I always seek the best in everything I do and do not want to leave any traces that could cause trouble. Therefore, you are doomed." King Huanxi frowned, clearly displeased with Linghu Lan's words that his son would commit suicide for love.
"That's truly thoughtful," Linghu Lan sighed.
"I've told you all this today because I admire your talent. If you have any grievances after you become a ghost, you can come to the Valley of Joy to find me."
Linghu Lan remained unmoved and looked up to ask, "Do you really love Fuxin?"
"What do you mean by that?" King Huanxi's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"It's nothing, just asking."
Huanxi Wang snorted coldly, his aura suddenly surging, his black robe fluttering without wind. With a flick of his wrist, he pushed his palm out flat, and a force as powerful as a mountain collided with Linghu Lan.
Linghu Lan closed her eyes, feeling her breath catch in her throat. If only she could lift a finger and stick a lucky charm on herself!
Just as the guardrail was closing its eyes and awaiting its doom.
A person flew out from outside the door and swiftly pounced on her, taking the blow for her. The person then coughed up a mouthful of blood, which splattered onto Linghu Lan's face and body, making her look extremely gruesome.
Even with someone standing in front of her, Linghu Lan still felt her blood churning in her chest and abdomen, and her internal organs aching like they were being stabbed with needles. She guessed that the person protecting her was more seriously injured.
Except for her eyes, she was completely immobile and could only glance sideways to see who had saved her. As she looked, a bitter feeling of the capriciousness of fate and the cruel tricks of destiny arose in her heart.
The person who saved her was none other than Jin Wuhuan!
Huanxi Wang's expression changed, and he pushed out with another palm.
Suddenly, an old man in silver robes appeared in the room and forcefully took the blow. He laughed and said, "Brother Fu, how have you been? It's been many years. Your skill has improved greatly. I'm afraid I'm no match for you."
Huanxi Wang snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over Linghu Lan before turning to the silver-robed elder. He said in a cold voice, "Jin Xianyi, instead of being the leader of your demonic sect, you've come here to save the righteous martial arts alliance leader. When did the righteous sects and the demonic sect start colluding together?"
"Hahahaha! The people Brother Fu wants to kill are all my friends. Brother Fu wants to kill this girl, what's wrong with me saving her?"
Their eyes met, and a cold glint flashed within them.
When they were young, they were not only rivals but also love rivals. Now that they meet again, their hatred has not diminished.
"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't be able to save her today."
Having said that, the aura of joyful king solidified like a mountain, and he struck Jin Xianyi with a palm.
Jin Xianyi held her breath and focused intently on the battle, not daring to relax in the slightest.
The two of them went back and forth, and the small room immediately began to shake as if the earth were shaking.
Jin Wuhuan felt intense pain in his chest and abdomen, as if several of his ribs were broken, and his internal organs were in excruciating pain.
He endured the pain and glanced back at his father, only to see that his father and the King of Joy were already fighting fiercely. He sighed inwardly, realizing that he had dragged his father into the conflict in his attempt to save someone. He knew that his father did not want to clash with the King of Joy.
However, he knew he couldn't bear to watch the King of Joy kill Linghu Lan.
There's no use dwelling on it now. The only thing to do is leave immediately so that my father won't be distracted.
He gritted his teeth and endured the pain to pick up Linghu Lan and fly outside.
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