C257 what happened

Xie Qingrong looked angry but she did not see any trace of Shen Haoxuan. She frowned and asked: "Love, what's wrong?"

"Hmph." Shang Zhiqing coldly snorted, "Wait until Shen Haoxuan comes back, big sister will ask him for herself."

Very quickly, Shen Haoxuan came back limping. Originally, Shang Zhiqing was already slightly relieved, after all, it was unjustifiable for him to throw him there.

But when she saw Shen Haoxuan use that move again, she immediately became angry. Before Xie Qingrong could ask Shen Haoxuan about it, she already started to make things difficult for him, "Shen Haoxuan, you're actually using this move again, you must be trying to get your sister's sympathy!"

Shen Haoxuan laughed bitterly, carefully sat down, steadied his feet, and coaxed his: "Aunt, I really twisted my leg this time."

Shang Zhiqing looked like she did not believe it, she stared at Shen Haoxuan and muttered: "I don't believe it, you big liar."

This time, Shen Haoxuan really did not lie. Just now, Shang Zhiqing had angrily ran back, but this night, in Misty Mountain, there were many invisible dangers, so they walked far away.

Fearing that Shang Zhiqing would encounter danger if she went back alone, she hurriedly ran to chase after him. However, she did not expect to trip over a rock and twist her leg.

Shen Haoxuan told the whole story to Xie Qingrong and Xuanyuan Chen. Not only did the two not sympathize with Shen Haoxuan, they even added insult to injury.

Xuanyuan Chen glanced at Shen Haoxuan with disdain, and said coldly: "Doing things while they're lacking is more than enough."

Shen Haoxuan was immediately enraged, "My prince, how can you speak like that? It's one thing if you don't comfort me, but you're humiliating me with your words!"

"Oh." Xuanyuan Chen responded indifferently, then he hugged Xie Qingrong and the two turned around together.

Shen Haoxuan snorted in anger, his head lowered in silence, as though he was feeling a little lonely.

Seeing Shen Haoxuan in such a state, the anger in Shang Zhiqing's heart had already disappeared. She slowly moved over and sat in front of Shen Haoxuan, and then he slowly placed his twisted leg on his leg.

A trace of warmth and laughter flashed past Shen Haoxuan's eyes. His pain from the sprain was becoming weaker and weaker, he suddenly felt that it was a good thing that he had sprained his leg.

At least, Shang Zhiqing's Qi had dissipated!

Furthermore, he had to rub his feet!

Turning around, Xie Qingrong and Xuanyuan Chen looked at each other. They seemed to have expected the movements behind the two of them and looked at each other with tender feelings.

The sky was about to brighten and the flames had long been extinguished. Xie Qingrong crawled up from Xuanyuan Chen's embrace, stretched a little and packed everything up.

The four of them continued forward.

Xie Qingrong walked at the front silently, the violet-gold whip s in her hands tightly clenched, the dark aura being emitted from his body becoming even more dense, as though the deep kiss yesterday did not dissipate the aura on her body.

Xuanyuan Chen worriedly watched Xie Qingrong's back. Although she was slim and graceful, there was an indescribable loneliness, as if she had once been abandoned by the world, and had also abandoned the world.

Along the way, he had to thank Shen Haoxuan for his chattering. Although Shang Zhiqing didn't really understand why a grown man like him would be so noisy, if not for his chattering, the current atmosphere would definitely be even more tense and oppressive.

However, Shen Haoxuan's clamor had also gradually disappeared. He silently looked at the back of the wangfei's figure, his stomach filled with grievances, but he could not utter a single word, and swallowed them back down.

Xie Qingrong held the violet-gold whip tightly with one hand and quietly hung it at her side with the other. However, only Xie Qingrong himself knew that the veins on her hands were popping out and her entire body was tensed up.

In front of her, there seemed to be something strange disturbing her calmness. That creepy feeling appeared again.

The darkness and killing intent in her heart slowly overflowed, enveloping her surroundings.

Xuanyuan Chen uneasily frowned, his eyes were filled with haze, because at the moment, Xie Qingrong's appearance was as though she was immersed in darkness, and could not see any trace of light.

He had only seen this kind of Xie Qingrong once in the Fangfang Feast, where her killing intent soared to the heavens. After that, he could occasionally catch a glimpse of killing intent from Xie Qingrong's eyes, but it was not obvious.

Could it be that this place would give her a bad impression?

The primeval forest did indeed reveal all of the darkness, fear, despair and killing intent in Xie Qingrong's heart. It was as if she had closed her eyes and was able to see her break out of the encirclement from a bloody path.

Xuanyuan Chen suddenly moved. He walked up quickly and pulled Xie Qingrong's wrist, and Xie Qingrong's killing intent that was in the bottom of her eyes had almost become real and could not be hidden, and was exposed to Xuanyuan Chen just like that.

Xiao Lingxi's pupils contracted, but very quickly, a cold smile rose on her face as she was startled by Xie Qingrong's crimson eyes.

Holding Xie Qingrong's face in her hands, she gave her a deep kiss.

The two of them kissed passionately, like two fish that were about to die fighting for the water source. If you take a step back, I will catch up with you and no one will let you go, vowing to fight to the end for the water source.

The fire raged wantonly, and strands of silver threads flowed slowly from their mouths.

If there was no way to suppress the darkness on Xie Qingrong's body, then only a muddled kiss could pacify Xie Qingrong's heart, which was already riddled with thousands of holes.

Even though Xie Qingrong appeared calm and collected in front of everyone, with an ice-cold indifference and an extraordinary temperament, the moment she turned around, the trace of sadness and despair that faintly leaked out from her scarlet eyes was enough to make him depressed to the point of being at a loss.

His A Rong wasn't omnipotent, and wasn't invincible. She was a person, not a tool for killing.

If he still didn't understand before, but at this moment, he seemed to have already found out about Xie Qingrong's past life. His hands were drenched in blood, and only by killing someone could he live.

His heart ached. He felt sad. He blamed himself.

Shang Zhiqing and Shen Haoxuan were standing not far from where the two were kissing, but they felt that they had been isolated in another world.

Looking at the way the two were kissing today, Shang Zhiqing was not as warm and sweet as last night. It was as if it carried pain and darkness that was enough to destroy the heavens and earth, and carried endless grief and despair.

He felt pain in his heart, as though something was about to burst out from his eyes.

From the corner of his eye, a tear rolled down his cheek and onto the ground, seeping into the soil.

Shen Haoxuan rubbed Shang Zhiqing's head, then pulled her into his embrace and said softly: "Love, don't cry."

This tone was too gentle, like a gentle gust of wind slowly blowing through his heart, seemingly able to dispel all the haze in his heart.

She leaned into Shen Haoxuan's embrace and closed her eyes. The tears in the corner of her eyes were still dry and she could not help but mutter softly, "Elder sister, what exactly did you experience?"