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"Shuixi! Your face! " At this time, Feng Tian also saw Lan Qin'er's face, and his entire face instantly revealed a horrified expression.

His daughter loved to be beautiful the most, so when had she ever made him look so miserable? No, it was more terrifying!

"What happened to my face? What happened to my face! " Lan Qin'er screamed out, and then suddenly made his move, grabbing Feng Tian.

Feng Tian was just a Grand Martial Master, how could he avoid it under Lan Qin'er's hands?

Before he could come back to his senses, he was already in front of her. After that, a terrifying heat was suddenly emitted from his heart, and Feng Tian abruptly opened his eyes.

Yun Jinxiu slightly frowned. The Primal Chaos Sword in his hand, however, instantly pierced through Lan Qin'er's body, and directly into her body.

Ah!

Lan Qin'er let out a miserable cry, threw down Feng Tian, turned around, and continued to flee.

Feng Tian merely grabbed onto Yun Jinxiu's sword as his voice stuttered out, "No … Don't Kill... I... "Daughter …"

The light in Yun Jinxiu's eyes grew deeper.

This Feng Tian probably never dreamed that he would actually be harmed by his own 'daughter'. His entire life was filled with evil, but it was rare for him to have the heart to protect his daughter.

The only thing he was protecting was a hollow leather bag.

"She's not your daughter!" Yun Jinxiu said coldly, he indifferently kept his sword and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Lan Qin'er kept on running, and the skin on his face started to fall off bit by bit.

Her sinister face slowly revealed itself. Only her grey eyes could still prove that she was Feng Shuixi.

Everyone was staring at her as if they were looking at a monster. They hurriedly dodged and screamed.

Lan Qin'er held onto his sinister face and screamed: "What are you shouting for! Am I not beautiful! Am I not good-looking! " She grabbed onto a person and bellowed, "Praise me! "Quickly!"

That person trembled as he looked at that sinister face that was constantly wriggling in fear. Then, with a flip of his eyes, he immediately fainted.

A blazing killing intent suddenly came from behind, Lan Qin'er let out a scream, and once again rushed forward.

In the distance, fierce battles raged. Battle clouds constantly gathered in the sky as thunder and lightning flashed through the skies. It was like the end of the world.

Lan Qin'er ran frantically through the crowd, but he slowly stopped in his tracks.

The sword in her palm turned into a bow and the jade green arrow which was wrapped around the Soul Fire slowly splashed onto the bowstring. She slightly narrowed one of her eyes and loosened her fingertip. With a "sou" sound, the arrow suddenly flew out.

Lan Qin'er who was running suddenly felt a headache coming on, following that, something shot out from her forehead.

Her body swayed a little, then gradually became sluggish, slowed down, and then slowly stiffened.

Her eyes were wide open, and her pupils were trembling. In her pupils, the figure of a young man became clearer and clearer.

The young robe was dyed with blood, but her complexion was as beautiful as the bright moon.

In his eyes, there was a tinge of heroic spirit that only existed in duels. His every move, however, exuded a sense of honor and purity.

How could there be such a clean person in this world … Clean, she winced, afraid to touch...

It was also at that moment that the youth suddenly tilted his head and looked at her.

Lan Qin'er heard herself let out a terrifying cry, like a monster's howl, sharp and distorted. Following that, she felt something explode in her mind, and at that moment, her consciousness also faded away … Pale.

When she had killed Feng Shuixi, she had said this sentence: "If there is a next life, I am still willing to be this type of me. Whether it is vicious, vicious, or hypocritical, even if I have betrayed the world, I will not allow the world to betray me.

Lan Qin'er thought, what's so good about being that kind of person?

Just like her, her family background was ordinary, her looks were ordinary, and her talent was ordinary … She was ordinary, but she fell in love with an extraordinary person.

She could not help loving his glory, his glory, his illustrious family, his appearance, but she could not get it …

Originally, she was an ordinary little tree. She had relatives that could still be considered to love her, and also had a few good friends that could be considered good friends. She could still get a lot of due respect from her circle of people, but when she saw another extravagant and beautiful world, she wished that she could be a phoenix that could fly with her wings spread.

If he didn't give it to her, then why did he want her to see it? If she saw it, why couldn't she fight for it?

If there really was an afterlife, she wouldn't want to be that ordinary herself. She didn't want …

Jun Qingchen looked at the person who stood stiffly not far away, his eyes did not have much emotion. Only for a moment, he heard another sound of heartbreak, and then, he tilted his body slightly as he looked at Yun Jinxiu who was behind it.

If he could be heartbroken, was she as cold as he was when she was looking at someone who had nothing to do with her?

Yun Jinxiu glanced at him and suddenly shouted, "Behind you!"

The sword in Jun Qingchen's hand suddenly swept out, and with a "pu" sound, the person who was preparing to ambush him was sliced into two.

Yun Jinxiu's eyes flashed, and immediately retracted his Yin Body.

She had destroyed Lan Qin'er's Martial Spirit, so she only needed to refine the remaining remnants of his Martial Spirit's consciousness and make a contract with it, then the Yin Body would become a super dangerous weapon to fight against the enemy.

However, the moment the arrow formed with force pierced through Lan Qin'er's Martial Spirit, the Soul Fire transmitted her final thoughts back to her mind.

Compared to Lan Qin'er who was unwilling to be his, Feng Shuixi, who was willing to be his, seemed to be much more lively.

Another person's life, after all, was another person's. Who could be so willful as to choose another person's life?

Even if this road of fate was rough, painful, sad, lonely, and dark... However, all of this belonged to him. If he were to repeat the lives of others, he would eventually lose himself.

Not knowing why, Yun Jinxiu's heart was filled with a desolate feeling.

It was a feeling that he could not let go. It was like a thin thread sticking to his heart. It could be twisted into various shapes, but it could not be completely removed.

In the distance, the war drums were roaring. Yun Jinxiu raised his eyes and said slowly, "The war is almost over …"

Jun Qingchen asked, "Then where are you going to go next?"

Yun Jinxiu said with a slightly warm gaze, "Let's go home."

She would return to the place where, no matter how far she went, she would always be surrounded by dreams. What greeted her was her father's warm hands and the happy smiles of his loved ones, and also that small, dilapidated courtyard. Perhaps it was already filled with weeds, because it had once suffered from pain, or perhaps the pain had already been buried deep, and a new pavilion had been built on top of it.

How are they after all that time?

Yun Jinxiu pursed his lips, his thoughts also swimming around. Right at that moment, a terrifying cold Qi suddenly rushed over, following with a 'pu' sound, blood spurted out. Jun Qingchen's body staggered, as he grabbed onto her shoulders.

Yun Jinxiu's eyes suddenly sank!