The bloodthirsty prince and the cold concubine

Chapter 442 You and I Clean Up 2
Yue Yexie let go of Nangong Xueling's neck and quickly backed away.

Nangong Xueling didn't give him time to react, and the second whip came one after another, mercilessly, and very hot.

Yue Yexie was already in a bad mood, but when she saw that she was making a real move, she became angry. She dodged sideways, grabbed her long whip with her thugs, and tried to pull Nangong Xueling over.

Nangong Xueling took a tiny step forward, then stood firmly, smiled coldly, flipped the long whip in her hand, breaking away from Yue Yexie's restraint, and swung the long whip again, like a flexible snake, The entangled Yue Yexie couldn't separate his mind.

Fortunately, the two fought in a place with few people, and there were not many pedestrians around, otherwise it would bring disaster to the fish in the pond.

The two of you came and went, fighting fiercely, and dust and smoke were everywhere.

Nangong Xueling made decisive moves, her long whip was ruthless, and each whip was full of vigor.

The expression in Yue Yexie's eyes suddenly sank, and he flew up, and at some point there were several sharp blades on his big hand, and with a wave of his big hand, several sharp blades shot at Nangong Xueling together.

A flash of coldness flashed across Nangong Xueling's eyes, and the long whip waved in the air, knocking down the sharp knives shot by Yue Yexie one by one, and the sharp knives fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

At the same moment, when Nangong Xueling was resisting several sharp knives, Yue Yexie condensed a surge of inner energy in both hands, flew forward, and struck Nangong Xueling's chest. 
"Hmm." When Nangong Xueling knocked down the sharp blade, she looked at the stern face that was already close at hand, and before she had any time to resist, she was sent flying out. A stream of bright red liquid flowed out, very coquettish.

She fell to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood again, the bleeding on the ground, so coquettish.

It's late to say, fast at that time, slow to look at, in fact, it's just a matter of a few seconds.

At this moment, the friendship between them, the ties between them, and the past between them seemed like sharp knives broken on the ground, all shattered, vanished into thin air, and vanished into nothingness.

Yue Yexie looked at Nangong Xueling, at the blood on the corner of her mouth, at her slightly pale face, her eyes froze, as if she had just woken up at this moment.

He wanted to step forward, but before the footsteps fell, he heard Nangong Xueling's icy voice without any warmth, as cold as a glacier.

"Yue Yexie, you and I are cleared up. That blow counts as my repayment of your life-saving grace. I don't owe you anything. From then on, there will be no relationship between us. You follow your sunny path, and I will live your life." My single-plank bridge, if we meet again, we will be enemies, swords will meet." Nangong Xueling wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked at Yue Yexie with a pair of icy eyes, and said coldly.

Yes, she didn't owe him anything anymore, maybe from the moment she gave him a chance to kill her, or from that merciless blow just now, the grievances between them were settled.

She, Nangong Xueling, didn't owe him Yue Yexie anything, he saved her life once, she paid him back twice, enough, really enough.

When was she ever bullied like this, when was she not retaliated when scolded by anyone, when was she so powerless to fight back
All this is really enough.

She is Nangong Xueling of the 21st century, not this pedantic and backward ancient person.

(End of this chapter)