Abandoning the Emperor and Paying the World: Peerless Master

As the feather fan fell to the ground, Menghua was already overwhelmed.Grain-grain-net-first-post www>

With that knife, the little book boy tried his best to put Zixi to death.

That knife fell on Menghua's back by mistake, splitting his spine.

Menghua lost her support, and suddenly fell to her knees on the battlefield, behind Zixi, as if she was confessing to her, admitting her mistake.With his head bowed weakly, he languished on the battlefield, blood pouring from the corner of his mouth.

There was a corpse in front of him, but his vision gradually blurred, and he could no longer see which camp the corpse belonged to, but he knew very well in his heart that he would be with this corpse soon. [

The little book boy was stunned for a moment, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Zixi turn his head, those deep black pupils seemed to swallow him up.

The next moment, as if trying to cover up the fact that he had killed Menghua by mistake, the little book boy hurriedly said with a little guilt: "Mr. Menghua protects the enemy with his body, and depends on the disposition of the rebels. The execution is over!"

He retreated quickly, knowing in his heart that in a head-on confrontation, he would definitely not be Zixi's opponent.

Zixi leaped forward, leaped over Menghua's head, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed the little bookboy's neck at a speed that absolutely prevailed.The little book boy reacted quickly, and immediately raised his knife to slash at him, trying to force Zixi to retreat.Zixi ignored the little bookboy's attack at all, raised his right hand, and swung the Qiankun sword upwards, splitting the knife in the little bookboy's hand into two effortlessly.

Half of the blade flew out and stuck on Menghua's left feather fan.

Zixi twisted her blood-stained hand fiercely, and the little book boy's life ended in her hands.

She threw away the little book boy's body, the battlefield did not allow her to pause for a moment, and swung her sword back to the battlefield.She thought that Menghua's death would be like Mu Heng's death, which would not be noticed by others and would not arouse her emotions, but she overestimated herself.

From the corner of the eye, Menghua, who was kneeling beside her, exhausted all her strength and finally fell forward.Zixi swung his sword to block the oncoming knife, and rushed towards Menghua urgently.

In the end, she also knelt in front of him.

Menghua didn't fall on the battlefield, but fell into Zixi's arms.

However, as his consciousness became more and more blurred, he could no longer feel the temperature in her arms, and even thought that he just fell on the battlefield, in a pool of blood, next to a dead body.

"Your master will come soon, bringing all the memories of his life to you..."

Menghua murmured, his eyes were gone, and his sensory perception was slowly disappearing.He didn't know that he was leaning on Zi Xi's shoulder at this moment, he just wanted to vomit these words before he died, without leaving any regrets, even if she didn't hear it at all.

Zixi heard it.

Menghua's voice was soft and weak, and the surrounding fighting sounds could completely cover his voice, but the distance between the two of them was so close at the moment, even if Zixi didn't want to hear it, she had to hear it, unless she pushed him away.

Zixi didn't do that, she didn't understand it at the time, and she realized it after a long time-in fact, deep down in her heart, she felt that she owed him.When Duanhua was not around, she subconsciously hoped that Menghua would live instead of Duanhua. When Duanhua woke up, there would be no need for Menghua to exist.

She is so selfish, selfishly using Menghua's life and death to comfort her heavy heart.