"Xia Xiwan, I've told my nephew Hanting about it, but it's obvious that his nephew has made a choice. He has chosen you between life and you without hesitation."
"Xia Xiwan, it's time for you to make a choice. How do you choose between the country and him?"
Xia Xiwan's face turns pale. She doesn't know how to choose between LAN Lou and her Mr. Lu?
"Wanwan," then Lu Hanting reached out and hugged her. He covered her head with a pet sigh, "when you can't make a choice, let me choose for you."
Xia Xiwan's heart thumped. She suddenly raised her head and saw that Lu Hanting had already put out his big hand and held Xuanyuan sword.
"No!" Xia Xiwan makes a sound.
Lu Hanting looked at her, "wanwan, you are always guarding me. Let me guard you this time."
With that, Lu Hanting pulled Xuanyuan sword hard.
Soon Xuanyuan sword was pulled out, and the whole ancestral temple began to shake slightly.
However, Lu Hanting suffered great resistance. His throat was fishy and sweet, and his blood had already flowed down from his lips.
Xia Xiwan pounced on him and hugged him tightly. "Mr. Lu, please stop."
Lu Han Ting shook his head slowly and firmly, "Wan Wan, don't be afraid, I won't die."
The ancestral temple began to tremble. Seeing that Xuanyuan sword might be pulled out, he anxiously looked up at shangguanteng and said, "Lord, what should we do now?"
Shangguanteng is also a little uneasy. Xuanyuan sword must not be pulled out. He has put all his bets on Lu Zixian.
However, why does Lu Zixian not appear?
At this time, suddenly a sound came, like the sound of a sharp blade penetrating the flesh and blood, which made the scalp numb.
Shangguanteng looked up and was overjoyed.
Xia Xiwan also heard the penetrating voice of the flesh and blood, and the voice seemed to be in the ear.
Hearing this, she looked up and saw a sharp blade coming from behind Lu's back, penetrating Lu's heart directly.
Click.
TA TA.
TA TA TA.
One drop, two drops, three drops Hot blood from the sharp tip of the knife kept dripping down
Xia Xiwan's pupil suddenly shrinks. At this time, the voice of the whole world seems to have disappeared. She turns around and sees a familiar figure, Lu Zixian.
Here comes Lu Zixian.
Lu Zixian was still cool and brilliant, but he held a knife in his hand, which pierced Lu Hanting's heart.
Lu Zixian was born with a knife. At this moment, his gesture is still so beautiful.
However, with his own hands, he pierced Lu Hanting's heart.
Xia Xiwan looked at Lu Zixian in shock. She began to shake her head. For a long time, she couldn't find her own voice, "Zixian, you Do you know what you're doing? "
At this time, Lu Hanting released Xuanyuan sword, his tall and straight body "boom", directly fell to the ground.
Lu Zixian's white and slender fingers are stained with blood. He dries the blood with a handkerchief carelessly. Then he looks at Xia Xiwan and says with a smile, "wanwan, I want him to disappear. He just disappears." Xia Xiwan never doubted Lu Zixian, until this moment, Lu Hanting fell down in front of her.
Xia Xiwan raised her hand and fanned Lu Zixian's handsome face.
Pop.
Clear slap sound rings out, Lu Zixian was hit the whole handsome face.
"Wan "Wanwan..." At this time, Lu Hanting's weak voice sounded.