However, in an instant, dark clouds covered the moon, the sky became gloomy, and a fierce wind and snowstorm raged.
Xie Lingqin looked at Zhuidamu with a sharp, cold, and terrifying aura. Although her body was as pure as flowing clouds, the killing intent was overwhelming. A trace of blood red gradually filled her eyes, like a demon from hell, whose gaze could almost devour one's soul.
Zhuidamu inadvertently took a step back, feeling the sudden, overwhelming sense of oppression. He dared not meet Xie Lingqin's gaze, his face turning ashen, his pupils shrinking rapidly. "This is... Xie Lingqin..."
"Since you're so eager to see dead people, then..."
Xie Lingqin stood up and walked towards Zhuidamu step by step. With each step, her footsteps sank deeper into the snow. Every word she spoke was almost a call from the Grim Reaper. Zhuidamu and the people behind him were terrified by this sudden chill, and the weapons in their hands seemed to suddenly groan.
"boom--"
Xie Lingqin suddenly pushed forward with both palms, striking like a cow across a mountain.
Zhuidamu was still standing there unharmed, while behind him, nearly a hundred people who had been seeping up were instantly torn to pieces. Blood seeped into the falling snow and soaked Zhuidamu's back.
The air was thick with the stench of blood; the sky was ablaze with crimson.
"Hahaha..." Xie Lingqin embraced the heavens and earth, looked up at the sky and laughed coldly, her voice like a mournful cry that shook the heavens, "Then, let them all die, let none of them live."
Her eyes were bloodshot, and in the next instant she lunged straight at Zhuidamu. Her eyes were filled with nothing but bloodlust, and there was no light in them. They were powerful enough to annihilate everything in the land.
Zhuidamu retreated rapidly. In the nick of time, he reached out to the side and pulled Lüwu, who had just fallen to the ground and had clearly regained her senses and was about to get up, to stand in front of him.
...
On the icy surface where snow was falling all around, Suanpizi's sword was just placed against Yuwen Yao's neck when suddenly a murderous aura swept in from all directions. In an instant, countless black shadows fell from the sky, surrounding the three of them.
"They are the barbarian Black Cloth Guards."
Xu Yiran's expression tightened slightly.
Suanpizi's hand holding the sword froze, and at that moment, Yuwen Yao had already stood up, making a move to leave.
"Don't even think about leaving."
Suanpizi leaped forward and blocked Yuwen Yaoyang's path.
“If Hei Buwei is here, then Zhuidamu must be here too. His target, besides us, must be Xie Lingqin.”
Yuwen Yao's deep eyes remained calm. After speaking, he turned and left with a flick of his sleeve.
Suanpizi refused to back down, showing no fear. "Your Highness, what you're saying is truly laughable. Aren't you the one in the whole world who most wants to capture and kill Miss Lingqin? If I let you go first, and you find Miss Lingqin first, I'm afraid that while others won't be able to hurt her, you will be the one who hurts her the most."
The snow fell heavily, quickly covering the ground with a thick layer, but none of it was as cold as Yuwen Yao's gaze at this moment.
Xu Yiran also walked over at this moment, clearly looking exhausted, but when she looked at Yuwen Yao, she said with a hint of sarcasm, "Admittedly you saved me just now, but that doesn't mean you won't hurt her."
"Xu Yiran, if anything were to happen to her, could you bear it?"
Xu Yiran sneered, "But...you've already broken her heart."
Yuwen Yao's breath hitched, his eyelashes concealing a tremor in his eyes. He turned to leave, but Xu Yiran raised her hand to stop him. "I won't let you leave."
"Trust me, I won't hurt her."
"I had someone ambush you, so why should I believe that you, who were originally going to kill her, would repay kindness with evil?"
“Xu Yiran…”
Yuwen Yao stared at him intently. Their eyes met, sparks flying amidst the swirling snow, a chilling aura emanating from them. Yet, they seemed to have completely forgotten that countless dark figures were surging in from all directions, their killing intent palpable.
"boom--"
In an instant, the two raised their hands simultaneously, and a loud bang was heard in the air as they struck each other, causing them to retreat at the same time.
"Kill them!"
At the same time, everyone surrounded them, and the scene instantly descended into chaos.
Normally, neither Xu Yiran nor Yuwen Yao could defeat these people alone. However, Xu Yiran's internal strength has been greatly weakened, and Yuwen Yao is injured. Moreover, the two are hostile to each other. Xu Yiran cannot let Yuwen Yao leave first, and Yuwen Yao cannot let Xu Yiran leave with him, otherwise these people will be lured away. The two are hindering each other and fighting against each other, making it difficult to determine a winner and difficult to get out of the battle.
As for the only one with relatively good stamina, Suanpizi, he had just fought a fierce battle with the big monster and was now willing but unable to continue.
There were corpses everywhere, and blood everywhere.
At that moment, the suddenly gloomy sky, the chilling air even more bone-chilling than before, and the murderous aura made everyone tremble, and their movements almost subconsciously paused.
"Oh no, it's Xiao Qin, she's gone mad from practicing qi cultivation."
The fight between Xu Yiran and Yuwen Yao suddenly stopped. Xu Yiran's expression changed drastically, while Yuwen Yao's pupils narrowed into slits. He immediately took several steps back, leaped forward, and headed straight for the woods ahead.
This time, Xu Yiran didn't stop them. Instead, she slapped away the people who were attacking her and followed closely behind.
No one understands Xie Lingqin better than Xu Yiran. That kind of hatred, that kind of pain, has been a taut string ever since she left Bei Rong. The power of the Yun Clan within her and the resentment within her have always been on a balance. The slightest deviation would mean utter destruction.
However, the Black Cloth Guards were the bravest and most loyal soldiers of the barbarians. Their orders were that today, they would make sure that Xu Yiran and the Crown Prince of Beirong would either die or be killed.
A vast net was cast down, enveloping the three of them.
...
The sky was overcast, the earth was snow-white, and blood-red stretched across the heavens and earth.
Xie Lingqin's eyes were already bloodshot. She didn't know why, she only knew that she was so sad, so heartbroken, so in pain. Every cell in her body was aching. Only by killing, killing the people in front of her, by creating a scene of devastation, ruins, rivers of blood, and piles of bones, could she feel any better.
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