That was a deadly move that carried the wind and electricity, a move that left no way out.
It was faster than lightning, leaving you no time to react. By the time you realized what was happening and tried to dodge, you found yourself enveloped in that murderous intent, unable to move.
Yuwen An's robes fluttered wildly in the wind, and his expression changed drastically.
Could this be the power of the Cloud Clan's spiritual arts?
Yu Yiran and Nan Fenghuang saw the sword slip from Nan Lingqin's hand as soon as Bai Yu arrived. It seemed to flash before their eyes before it plunged straight into the ground.
"flutter--"
A sword pierced his body with a dull thud.
"Yu Wenyao."
Yuwen An shouted, and Yu Qingyi, who was standing nearby, quickly rushed towards Yuwen Yao and, together with Yuwen An, helped him up.
Nan Lingqin stood there, surrounded by a light and ethereal aura. Her sword fell to the ground, and her eyes were calm and composed.
It missed Yuwen An, but hit Yuwen Yao.
She should be happy, but why can't she feel happy?
"Yuwen Yao, you truly have a deep brotherly bond."
She sneered, a red light flashing in her clear eyes, her voice bloodthirsty.
"I...cough cough..."
Even though he was injured at this moment, even though his clothes were stained with blood, his features were still handsome and his appearance was like a painting.
"If I could die by your hand... I would be happy... but it would be a pity... that I did not find the secrets of the Cloud Clan."
"Whoosh—"
The longsword was pointed directly at Yuwen Yao's neck, but before it could go any further, Yu Qingyi grabbed it with his hand.
"Don't kill him... Sister Qin... Don't kill him..."
It was almost a plea, which was my carefree attitude.
"Sister, don't hurt him."
Standing beside Nan Lingqin, Nan Fenghuang was naturally worried about Yu Qingyi.
Nan Lingqin slowly withdrew her sword, a bitter smile on her face, filled with sorrow. "Yu Qingyi, look, your so-called friend, even in this predicament, still wants the secrets of my Yun Clan."
Nan Lingqin touched her heart, shook her head, and smiled bitterly. How cold and indifferent Heaven was to her.
Before her, it seemed as if all the images were turning upside down. She felt her eyes burning, a scalding heat, as if magma was flowing through her body, making her blood boil and her features scorched.
"Xiao Qin, what's wrong?"
It sounds like Xu Yiran's voice, but it doesn't...
My vision blurred, figures flickered, my mind felt weightless, and everything before me seemed to be both getting closer and then suddenly moving further away.
It was as if a beam of light swept across the earth. She saw everyone staring at her in shock, watching Yuwen Yao fall into a pool of blood.
Everything seems to have ended, yet it also seems to be the beginning of something else.
Finally, everything went black.
My body feels so light, yet so heavy.
"Qin'er, you don't understand. I've spent over ten years, over ten years... and yet, it's still just a hindrance... I've failed, Qin'er... Qin'er..."
Xie Lingqin had another dream, the same dream she had before.
In her dream, someone was calling her name softly and warmly, looking at her gently, and crying softly.
He looked like a young man, handsome and aloof, yet he was deeply infatuated with her when he looked at her, even more so than in the dream he had in the snowy cave.
He took her hand, kissed it, and whispered sweet nothings.
"I don't want to leave, I don't want to..."
Those eyes were like a vast starry sky; looking at her was like looking at a lake bathed in the morning light, bright and gentle, making one want to sink into them.
She tried hard to see his face clearly, but there was always a layer of mist blocking her view, preventing her from getting closer.
The scene then shifts again.
A small hillside, picturesque in all directions, with a waterfall cascading down, where a boy and a girl are playing, their smiles seemingly capable of melting away the entire winter.
"Qin'er, if you die, will you blame me?"
The boy suddenly asked.
"What are you going to do? I don't want to die! There are still great mountains and rivers outside. I heard the servants say that Beirong is great, but there is the whole world outside Beirong. Isn't that wonderful?"
The water stains on her body made her smile even brighter.
"Then do you want the world...?"
"The world...can you take me there?"
"……OK."
"If that's how you put it, I'm even less willing to die. Besides, if we're not going to die, why should we..."
The girl's silvery laughter drew out warm bubbles in the air, and then turned into blood-red, chilling blood, stinging people's eyes.
"I think I'm going to die... If I die, will you cry...?"
"How could you die? You were such a good person..."
The scene shifts again; curtains hang low, and the floor, gleaming with light, is covered in blood. A boy stands in the blood, a knife in his hand…
"don't want--"
The girl rushed over and grabbed his hand. "Believe me, it will be alright, everything will be alright..."
The boy stopped his suicidal actions and slowly raised his head.
In that instant, Nan Lingqin saw the boy's face clearly, and her heart skipped a beat.
Her starry eyes snapped open, filled with chilling intent.
This is... the truth.
"Nan Lingqin, you're awake."
Beside me was Nan Fenghuang's voice.
Nan Lingqin suddenly stood up. "Where is this? What happened?"
“You stabbed Yuwen Yao, and you passed out not long after.” As Nan Fenghuang said this, her beautiful eyes turned to Nan Lingqin. “Are you alright? I checked your body earlier, and there’s nothing serious.”
Nan Lingqin looked at Nan Fenghuang with extreme seriousness, "Where are they? Yuwen Yao, Yuwen An, Yu Qingyi..."
Nan Lingqin asked.
It was as if I had only been unconscious for a short while, and when I woke up, everything around me had changed.
The sky seems wider, and the body seems lighter.
"My God, Nan Lingqin, are you really my sister? You really don't remember what happened before you fell into a coma?"
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