Lord please forgive me

Chapter 295
"Look again and gouged out your eyes,"

Xiang Jian smiled resentfully, and quickly looked away. He really didn't dare to look at the woman in black who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Jiang Qinghui was wearing a dark satin robe with silver hibiscus flower borders on the cuffs, a jade belt around her waist, and cloud boots on her feet. Her long hair was tied on the top of her head and held in place by a dark green jade hairpin. Her snow-white skin was moist and translucent. A pair of red phoenix eyes are as bright as stars, no matter whether you regard her in men's clothing as a man or a woman, she can be called the four words of peerless elegance.

She stood at the door, did not come in, and even turned her pretty face aside on purpose, lest the person in the room see the blush between her cheeks.

Except for Yingzhen, everyone felt an inexplicable terrifying coercion, and hurriedly accelerated the movement of the breath in their bodies to counteract the oppression of the breath from the strong man in the Primordial Realm, and tried to keep their breathing as stable as possible.

There are thousands of miles apart in one realm, let alone the difference in one realm.

She took a deep breath and calmed down. She didn't want to come at first, but she felt that she was not ready to face him. After all, that night, with Jiang Peining's presence, she managed to muster up the courage to undo the things that had been accumulated in her heart for more than ten years. When I poured out my feelings, I didn't even react for a while.

Hiding in the remote mountains for the past few days, facing a big tree, rehearsing the scene of seeing him next time again and again, although there are many times, but none of them can satisfy her.

So she was frustrated, and she gave it up.

Yingzhen sat in the room, looked at the most familiar figure with a smile, and said:

"Miss, why are you here?"

"Ok?"

Jiang Qinghui turned her head subconsciously, but turned back as fast as she could, and walked forward with her hands behind her back.
"Oh~~ I'm just here for a walk."

She quickened her steps, fled the grocer,

All the masters of the Tianci Mansion on the steps looked at her curiously, each of them dumbfounded. Who would have thought that the majestic empress would have such a shy side?
With her back turned to them, Jiang Qinghui said coldly:

"Are you tired of living?"

at the same time,

Xiang Jian and the others quickly retracted their gazes, some looked at the steps at the bottom of their feet, and some looked into the distance, pretending to be calm.

Even Li Yang, who is the most courageous, dare not make fun of her at this time.

Jiang Qinghui came to the well, flicked her sleeves lightly, the small stove burning tea burst with a bang, hot coals splashed on Deng Jiu's body, the latter didn't take it seriously at all.

"Sit here and wait for dinner? What's the use of you? Kill someone."

Deng Jiu stood up resentfully, smiled, inserted the cigarette pouch into his back, looked around, locked on a powerful aura hidden in a distant residence, and went straight, muttering in his mouth: good man is not Fight with women, good men don't fight with women.

Standing by the well, Jiang Qinghui raised her hand, and in the coffin shop in the distance, there was a brand new coffin engraved with 24 filial piety patterns that had not been painted yet, broke through the roof, and landed firmly beside her.

When it comes to the use of Datong Tianshou, Jiang Qinghui is on par with Yingzhen.

"Dugu Jing, come out and get the coffin."

At this time, everyone knew that the empress Jiang Qinghui, one of the most powerful devils in the Demon Sect, had arrived.

The Gu'an Town operation was led by someone else, but when it comes to cultivation, Dugu Jing, who has never shown himself, is the most respected.

With a sound of "squeak", Dugu Jing walked out of a residential house in the distance, with his hands behind his back, smiling like a kind rich man, walking slowly into the long street, and walked towards Jiang Qinghui whose back was turned to him .

In the porcelain shop, Dugu Qingniao loses his mind and stands there dumbfounded. No one knows his daughter like his father. No matter how strong his father is, no matter how deep his concealment is, he is only between him and Kong Yuan. Yuan sixth is only a difference of one place, but it is almost unanimously recognized in Jianghu that after the top five, there is a gap that is extremely difficult to bridge.

Jiang Peining at the side saw her thoughts and said lightly:
"Even if you go out to help, it's useless. I fought against Jiang Qinghui twice. Afterwards, I reviewed the whole process and came to a conclusion. In the first fight, Jiang Qinghui only played a three-pointer. Five points for the second time, although I am very reluctant to accept this fact, but I have to say that Jiang Qinghui's strength is not much inferior to Brother Zhen's. I can see that your father is very strong, unbelievably strong, but for Jiang Qinghui, It may not be able to endure a stick of incense."

Dugu Blue Bird smiled miserably:
"Could I just watch my father die like this? To tell you the truth, this is the first time I have felt such a sense of powerlessness since I practiced. There have been many times before when I was only a thread away from death. I have never been like this before,"

Outside the city of Suizhou, she was seriously injured by Jiang Qinghui's palm, and her injuries have not healed until now. Although she is young, she has experienced many life and death fights, and this is the first time she has been maimed by someone's palm. He didn't die at that time, it was because of his mercy.

Jiang Peining sensed a rift in the other party's state of mind, and knew that if she was allowed to be depressed like this, it would probably lead to a sharp drop in her realm. Perhaps it was because of sympathy for each other. She couldn't bear to see this star of hope with unlimited achievements in the future fall away.

Jiang Qinghui has now become a mountain in the way of Dugu Jade Bird's future practice, he does not want to climb over it, but he wants to have the courage to cut the mountain with a sword.

"Go, my sword cultivator, it shouldn't be like this, no matter who is in front of you, act as if there is no one in front of you."

Dugu Blue Bird suddenly raised her head, her face was in a trance for a moment, and then, her eyes were like a river of galaxies slanting across, bursting out unprecedented splendor, in her body, the sky filled with starlight, gently comforting every place. The acupoints and meridians originate from the Daoist pure qi mechanism of Dahuangting, which is like a big river with turbulent waves.

I saw her turn and go out with a blank face, holding her sword forward and holding her head forward. Every step she takes, there must be a sword energy lingering around her body, and the air rushes towards the bullfighting bull.

At this moment, she completely forgot the meaning of boxing that she had realized half her life,
I have only one sword, and there is no one in front of the sword.

Our sword cultivators should not be like this, we should be the first in the world.

Jiang Qinghui looked surprised, turned around and looked towards the distant street, completely ignoring the Dugu Lord who was getting closer and closer.

At the grocery store, Yingzhen suddenly raised her wine glass and said with a smile:

"Drink it."

Li Yang was at a loss.

Dugu Jing turned around in astonishment, and looked at the daughter whose temperament had completely changed in the distance, the excitement in her eyes could not be concealed, she actually cried out with laughter,

Jiang Peining was relieved, but also had a wry smile, who would have thought that a single word from himself would not only heal the other party's injury in an instant, but also make the other party look like a broken mirror,
And the opportunity to break the realm was no longer her own, but Jiang Qinghui.

Xiang Jian smashed the seat down the steps with one fist, and said unhappily:
"If Lao Tzu's talent is taken out and weighed eighty-two, then this girl must be at least one hundred catties."

The corners of Jiang Qinghui's mouth curled up, and he said mockingly:
"So what if I let you break through? Half a stick of incense can't kill you, my surname is Dugu."

In the distance, Yingzhen's voice floated leisurely,

"The foundation is not stable. Breaking through the situation at this moment will be harmful to her instead of beneficial. It is rare in the Jianghu to have such an eye-catching up-and-comer. If you don't kill her, you will cut off her opportunity to break the mirror."

Jiang Qinghui raised her eyebrows, smiled lightly and said:
"Listen to you."

(End of this chapter)