The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 162
Gong Yeqing still smiled lightly, not caring about the blood flowing out of her chest, not caring about the increasingly intense burning pain on her body.

He is holding back.

"Jun Moran, will Gong Yeqing be okay if it goes on like this?"

Jian Luo could clearly see what was happening in front of him not far away, although Gong Ye poured out his spiritual power in his heart, he had no intention of making a move at all.

He was lying to Leng Qingyu, he was forcing Leng Qingyu to kill him.

So, is it worth it?
does it worth?
"meeting."

Jun Moran nodded without hesitation, looked in Gong Yeqing's direction, his eyes were deep and unfathomable, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

"Seventh Prince, my master will die if he continues like this, please find a way to stop it."

At some point, Gu Yue came to Jun Moran's side.

Looking at the forms of Gong Yeqing and Leng Qingyu, his expression changed.

He could see that his master was courting death.

Jun Moran shook his head helplessly, "It's not that I won't save you, it's your master who won't let you save me."

"Then what should we do? Do you want to watch my master die?"

Gu Yue muttered to herself, clenched her palms tightly, fearing that one of them would lose control, and rushed forward.

Neither Jun Moran nor Jian Luo spoke.

This relationship, this love is a matter of the two of them.

For Gong Yeqing to do this, she must have thought of everything long ago.

This is his choice, they cannot and have no right to interfere.

"Gong Yeqing, don't think I'm afraid of you because you have spiritual power."

With a swish, the bloodthirsty sword pointed at Gong Yeqing.

The coquettish red sword body shimmers and flows like water waves, which looks beautiful.

But I don't know how much murderous intent, how much friendship, how much hatred is contained in this beautiful sword.

Gong Yeqing's eyes never left Leng Qingyu's face from the beginning to the end.

Seeing Leng Qingyu say this now, it's no surprise: "I never thought of making you afraid of me."

Soft voice, with real friendship.

Leng Qingyu's hand holding the sword suddenly paused, blackness flashed across his eyes, and then disappeared in an instant.

But Gong Yeqing saw it, and saw it clearly.

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, Qing Yu might
It was too late for Gong Yeqing to think too much, Leng Qingyu's sudden unbearable feeling disappeared completely and disappeared without a trace.

It didn't affect Leng Qingyu's hatred at all.

The bloodthirsty sword waved again, this time not only relying on the fierceness of the sword energy, but relying on the murderous energy of the sword itself, it was so close to Gong Yeqing's heart.

(End of this chapter)