Zhuidamu was at a loss for words, filled with regret and worry... unable to utter a single word.
"but--"
Nan Lingqin changed the subject again, a cold smile on her face.
...
At this very moment, on the edge of a cliff.
"Smack—"
The slap sent half of Li Qingru crashing to the ground.
"Useless trash, good-for-nothing, more trouble than good."
"Yes, I'm sorry, I..."
Li Qingru looked at the tall man wearing a mask in front of her and kowtowed, begging for mercy.
"Didn't I promise you that as long as you obey me and do things for me, Yuwen Yao will be yours sooner or later?"
"Yes, yes, but... Nan Lingqin didn't die. She's still alive. It seems she's already saved the Northern Emperor. So they won't be separated."
"You won't separate?"
The masked man spoke with a mocking tone, then turned to look at Li Qingru in the first room and laughed, "Of course we'll separate. My goal was to keep Yuwen Yao alive. His survival means... hahaha..."
The man seemed extremely pleased. "This proves that everything I thought was correct. Now, Nan Lingqin's spiritual arts have reached a level of perfection. The stronger she becomes, the more I need her."
Li Qingru was stunned, and in fear, she kept asking whether they should kill her.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you for now. You're still useful."
"it works?"
Although Li Qingru couldn't see the masked man's face, she couldn't help but tremble when she met his cold, meaningful gaze. "That, that Nan Lingqin..."
"I'm going to catch her eventually."
"So, you still don't want to let her go."
At that moment, as the sound arose, a person emerged from the shadows.
It's Xu Yiran.
The masked man looked at Xu Yiran with no surprise, but rather with great pleasure. "Don't worry, I know what you're thinking. You love Nan Lingqin, right? I'll leave her a little bit of life so you can torture her properly."
Li Qingru had already gotten up from the ground, looking at the masked man with trepidation, then at Xu Yiran, and shrank to the side, silent as a cicada in winter.
"That's good."
Xu Yiran's face darkened for a long while before she turned to leave.
"Xu Yiran, you said back then you..."
Just those words made Xu Yiran pause and her expression change.
"Oh, don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this. And, in my eyes, you will always be my child." The masked man suddenly sighed kindly.
Xu Yiran was not moved. Instead, her expression tightened, her brows furrowed, and after a long silence, she turned around, looked at the masked man, and said in a gentler tone, "Let's go."
"Seeing how you treat me, I feel genuinely comforted. Let's go."
"Let's go? Where do you want to go?"
A cold voice rang out in the air, and Xu Yiran was startled, staring blankly ahead.
A figure emerged from behind the layers of trees...
So familiar, just one glance was enough to make my heart pound.
No, it's two or three.
Yuwen Yao, he was perfectly fine, walked out holding Nan Lingqin's hand. Under the moonlight, the two of them looked so perfectly matched, so stunningly beautiful, that it suddenly filled him with an indescribable bitterness.
"Xiao...Xiao Qin." Xu Yiran actually stuttered. Her usually clear and bright eyes, which had been misty for a long time, seemed to finally have a glimmer of light.
Why are you here?
At this moment, the masked man seemed surprised and shocked, his voice deep and angry.
Nan Lingqin looked at the person and said, "Of course I know." She pointed at Li Qingru and said, "I tampered with her. No matter where she goes, I will know. Tonight, I will see whether the person behind this is a human or a ghost."
"Ha, what a boastful statement."
"There are three of you and three of us. Who will win and who will lose is still uncertain."
Yuwen Yao's face was cold, as if covered by thick snow in the depths of winter. The sudden palm strike that was about to be unleashed was stopped by Xu Yiran.
"No!" Xu Yiran stepped in front of the masked man.
"Do not harm him."
Xu Yiran continued, looking at Yuwen Yao and Nan Lingqin's protective heart, strong and unwavering, as if they were protecting the most important thing in their lives.
Nan Lingqin's face turned cold. "Xu Yiran, are you really the Xu Yiran I know?"
"Xiao Qin, you're here. I'm so glad you're doing well," Xu Yiran said softly, looking at her.
"But what have you done?"
Nan Lingqin closed her eyes in anguish, her whole being radiating loneliness and sorrow.
"Xiao Qin...I..."
"Do you hate me? Is that why you did this, offering blood as a sacrifice, exterminating everyone, and conquering the imperial city? Xu Yiran, I would rather all of this was a joke, a dream."
She was heartbroken and extremely disappointed.
Xu Yiran suddenly fell silent. When she looked up again, her eyes were misty and bloodshot, devoid of any emotion. "Xiao Qin, I trusted you too much, and you betrayed me. You know how much I wanted you to live, how much I wanted to stay by your side, but what did you do? On that day at the city gate, you just left with Yuwen Yao without a word of explanation, without even glancing at me. If you died to save Yuwen Yao back then, then what about all these years of protection, my efforts, and my sacrifices?"
Xu Yiran's eyes were deep and empty. He looked at Nan Lingqin and laughed, a laugh that was both disappointed and angry, as if he wanted to vent all the emotions in his heart.
Nan Lingqin suddenly fell silent, her thick eyelashes concealing the look in her eyes. Behind her, Lan Xinyue gently stepped forward, "Xu Yiran, I really didn't expect you to be like this, Xu Yiran."
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