Reborn Concubine Against the Sky

Chapter 611 Blood Stained Fantasy City 39
"Hand over the artifact."

Ao Qianling took a step forward, the white blade in his hand was filled with aura, and it held against Lie Rufeng's heart impartially, icy cold and piercing to the heart.

However, Lie Rufeng had long forgotten to resist, and he didn't even release the spiritual power in his body to resist the white blade in Ao Qianling's hand outside his body.

Ao Qianling also heard the conversation between him and Yan Mo just now, and knew that the artifact was very important to Lie Rulin, or it might also be helpful to their current battle.

"Hehe. Lord Mozun is here, and he will definitely kill you. I will not hand over the artifact even if I die."

Lie Rufeng gritted his teeth and said with a smile on his face, but he was still afraid of death.

Ao Qianling smiled sweetly with red lips, the white blade in his hand pierced his chest mercilessly, the murderous look in his eyes was overwhelming.

You won't hand it over even if you die, so go die.

bang————

Lie Rulin slapped Lie Rufeng directly with his palm, and the strong air current caused Lie Rufeng to fly far away, hit the ground heavily, and rolled a few times on the ground before stopping.

Lie Rufeng felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained, and he felt light and light in an instant.

It turned out that he was dead.

"Ling, your hands are dirty."

Lie Rulin took her hand, wiped off the blood on it carefully, and gently took the white blade in her hand, there was still Lie Rufeng's blood on it, bright red.

"It's okay."

Ao Qianling shook her head slightly, her hands were rolling in blood all the time, this little blood was nothing.

She knew that Lie Rulin didn't want her to be contaminated with that blood, because he felt that those people's blood was disgusting.

He won't let anything unclean get close to her.

Although Ao Qianling didn't get along with him for long, the light in his eyes always made her understand him.

She snatched the white blade back and put it back in her hand, she no longer looked at Lie Rulin, nor did she care about the expression on his face.

She is not his, she doesn't want him to treat her so well.

Ao Qianling slowly pulled her warm hand away from his palm, not letting him hold her any longer.

Lie Rulin only felt his own heart, like an hourglass.

slowly.
Slowly decreasing, a little bit of blankness opened up.
Obviously, his heart was full just now, but now because of her small movement, his heart is empty.

empty
He didn't want this kind of feeling, she was right in front of him, but he seemed unable to grasp her, unable to grasp her firmly.

A look of panic appeared on Lie Rulin's usually cold face, as if the young man had lost the most important thing.

He stretched out his porcelain-like hand, wanting to grab her hand again in a frenzy and panic.

Ao Qianling pushed his hand away, but his eyes were still cold.

That look inadvertently stung him.

Lie Rulin lowered his head slowly, with frustration in his eyes.

The black robe exudes strands of sadness, which makes people unbearable to look at.

He cared about her more than he cared about himself.

Often because of one action or one look in her eyes, she would be annoyed or sad.

Lie Rulin couldn't figure her out all the time, as if she was a cloud of fog, no matter how much he tried to see clearly, he couldn't see clearly.

He thought that he had seen it clearly, but when he looked back, he found that he hadn't seen it through at all.

He thought that she had changed her opinion of herself, even, he thought she had accepted him.

He thinks, in fact, all of this is what he thinks, it's just his own imagination, isn't it?

(End of this chapter)