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Outside the cell, two lackeys were leaning against the wall, chatting. One of them said, "Is that boy done yet? He's been inside for almost an hour!"

Another one chimed in, "Let's go in and take a look."

"Let's go."

Clang!

After a loud noise, the door of the cell was kicked open. Xiao Qian rushed into the cell with his sword in hand. Blood dripped from the sword and dripped all over the place. It was a shocking sight to behold.

Seeing the two people who had been scared witless, Xiao Qian reached out and grabbed one of them by the neck, "Where is he? "Where is the girl?"

he shouted, like an angry lion, and it was frightening. The eyes of the person he was holding turned white as he pointed inside with his trembling hands.

"Eastern Ling Wan!"

Xiao Qian pushed open the cell door and slowly approached Eastern Ling Wan. However, she didn't seem to hear his call. She was hiding in a corner, her hair disheveled, her clothes half undressed, her eyes straight, her body stiff. There was a bloody hole in her head, large patches of blood on the ground, already showing signs of solidifying.

Xiao Qian gently held her shoulder as he called out, "Dongling Wan?"

Dong Ling's body trembled violently for a moment, before she began waving her golden hairpin wildly around. The tip of the hairpin cut through Xiao Qian's black clothes and left a long wound on his collarbone. Fresh blood flowed out, staining his white undergarment red. Xiao Qian shook her body, "Dong Ling Wan, look clearly at who I am! "Dong Ling Wan!"

Dong Ling Wan abruptly stopped, slowly raised her head, and stared at his face. After a long while, she said with a trembling voice, "Xiao … "Xiao Qian."

"Ding!" The golden hairpin dropped onto the ground with a crisp sound. Tears rolled down Xiao Qian's muddy face as he embraced her. He spoke with a gentleness that he had never shown before, "I've come late. I've scared you."

After half a year, he had not expected to see her again under such circumstances. He could not imagine what would happen if he did not come!

When he heard the conversation between the two lackeys outside the cell, he felt his blood freeze. He knew that he was different to her, but he had never thought that she was already so important to him!

Dong Ling Wan shrank into his embrace, obviously still having some difficulty accepting it. She stared at a certain spot, "Xiao Qian, I've killed someone!"

Xiao Qian pressed her head against his chest. "So be it."

"I killed someone!"

"It's just an animal." He gently stroked her hair to calm her uneasiness. "If it were me, I would cut him into a thousand pieces."

Xiao Qian didn't know how to comfort her. It wasn't easy to calm down after killing for the first time. In this regard, he was at his wit's end, and could only minimize the impact this matter had on her.

"To think that a woman would come to our Black Cloud Mountain and make a ruckus. Second Miss Dong has such great ability!"

Ma Junping brought a few dozen men to block the only way out of the cell. Both sides drew their sabers and confronted each other. The fire of war was about to erupt.

Xiao Qian laughed coldly as he took off his black robe to cover Eastern Ling Wan's body. He gently wiped away her tears, "Wait for me here."

Xiao Qian walked out of the cell step by step. The flower of blood in front of his collarbone gave this man a strange coldness. He wore a black robe, had sharp eyebrows and thin lips, and had a pair of alluring peach eyes.

The treasure sword was soaked in blood and dragged along the ground. Everywhere it passed, a shallow bloodstain would be left on the ground. The tip of the sword emitted an ear-piercing sound as it sliced across the ground.

The oppressive atmosphere, the cool voice, and the fragile heart.

He walked closer and closer to Ma Junping. His ice-cold aura caused Ma Junping to take a step back. Ma Junping was a little afraid. This man was not simple, and now, it was obvious that he was angry!

Xiao Qian was still smiling calmly as he said, "You, go die!"

Ma Junping swallowed a mouthful of saliva, gripped his sword and rushed toward Xiao Qian. If he were to take the initiative and attack, he would die without a burial ground!

The two instantly became entangled with each other. The surrounding people even temporarily forgot their hostile relationship and retreated, leaving enough space for the two to battle. However, this battle caused everyone to be even more shocked. Even Eastern Ling Wan, who knew nothing about martial arts, could tell that Xiao Qian was extremely vicious in his attacks. In the blink of an eye, Xiao Qian had turned against him.

Dong Ling Wan looked at Xiao Qian in a daze, an indescribable feeling flashing through her heart. Who was this anger for?

As the two clashed, it seemed as if time had come to a halt. Blood burst out from all of the dead points on Ma Junping's body. Warm blood splattered all over Xiao Qian's body. Ma Junping looked at him in disbelief. His eyes were wide open as he spat out a mouthful of blood and muttered, "Reverse …" "Secret Art."

Xiao Qian turned his head. The group of lackeys held onto swords and spears, but they didn't dare to move forward. That scene just now was too terrifying!

Xiao Qian did not check to see if Ma Junping was dead. Instead, he turned around and carried Dong Ling Wan out of the cell. When he arrived at the entrance of the cell, he looked at the shocked Black Cloud Mountain bandits and said to Dong Ling Wan, "Close your eyes."

Dong Ling Wan's eyelashes trembled, but she didn't close her eyes. Xiao Qian frowned. "Do as I say. Close your eyes."

Dong Ling Wan still didn't listen to him. Xiao Qian's heart felt heavy. He could clearly feel that Dong Ling Wan was different from before. He felt his heart ache. He didn't know if this was good or bad …

Xiao Qian saw that he couldn't force her, so he adjusted his posture, trying to obstruct her line of sight. However, at this moment, Dong Ling Wan suddenly raised her head, looked at him, and then shifted her gaze away. Xiao Qian pursed his lips, and after a while, two words came out of his mouth, "Clearing the path."

Xiao Qian's subordinates were all the most elite soldiers. With their swords unsheathed, people continued to fall and wail in pain. However, Xiao Qian acted as if he hadn't heard anything and didn't see anything. The person in his arms also had the same expression.

Xiao Qian hugged Eastern Ling Wan tightly and walked out of the cell step by step, following the brick path that had been washed with blood. It was as if they were destined to walk on countless blood and bones for the rest of their lives as they walked out of their prosperity.

When they reached the front of the hall, Yang Qing walked up and looked at Dong Ling Wan in Xiao Qian's arms. At a place where Xiao Qian couldn't see her, the light in his eyes dimmed. It really was for this woman!

Xiao Qian suddenly didn't say anything and just went to Black Cloud Mountain overnight. Yang Zhe knew that eighty percent of it had something to do with this woman. Looking at her now, it was indeed the case!

Yang Qing admired women like Dong Ling Wan, but that didn't mean he liked her as his brother's wife. This woman was too difficult to control. If one fell in love with this kind of woman, one would be destined to be injured.

Yang Qing stepped forward and bowed: "Your Highness, everyone has been captured."

"Captured?" Xiao Qian calmly looked at Yang Qing, the corners of his mouth had traces of a smile, "After a quarter of an hour, I don't want anyone to tell me that you still have someone alive."

Dong Ling Wan looked at him in astonishment. Slaying the mountain, he wanted to slaughter the mountain!