Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 418 - Even if I become the wind, I dare not meet you

She only felt someone clinging to her back. She thought it was Qin Yin, but she heard a painful and depressed moan.

"Sikong Que!"

She was really too familiar with him, she recognized him with just a slight sound, and the expected pain did not come, so he must have blocked the dart for herself!

"master!"

"Light brow!"

There was a furious wind whizzing past her ears, she opened her eyes with difficulty, and the things under the city became more and more clear. At this time, even Qin Yin in his heyday was unable to recover, not to mention that he is still seriously injured now.

"Li Qingmei! Even if I turn into wind and rain in the next life, I won't dare to have the courage to meet you again!"

"I owe you my life, and I will pay it back to you this time!"

"Sikong Que! What do you want to do!"

A strong uneasiness and fear rose in her heart, but she saw Sikong Que covering her eyes with his hand.

"Don't look at me, I will look ugly later, and I will scare you! Don't look at it!"

He tightly covered Li Qingmei's eyes, and planted a final farewell kiss on her cheek with great nostalgia, and then turned around with a smile, letting Li Qingmei bend over his chest.

At this moment, Li Qingmei finally understood what he meant, she opened her mouth in disbelief, twisted her body desperately, trying to break free from Sikong Que's shackles, to be precise, she bought protection at the price of the end of her life!

"Sikong Que! You are crazy! Crazy! Let me go! Let go!"

She screamed terribly, but in exchange for him hugging harder, Li Qingmei's mind recalled the scene of the two of them falling into Baitou Lake back then.

Just like today, Sikong Que used his own life as a shield to carve out a way out for her!Isn't he hated because of love, wishing to die unexpectedly?Hasn't he already made another choice between Jiangshan and her?

"Sikong Que! What do you mean by that!"

"Oh, there's no other meaning, it's just that I don't want to owe you and Qin Yin's favor! You don't have to be sentimental!"

"Anyway, I can't escape death today! I just hope that you can let me, Sikong, and my family go!"

"Look, I can even weigh the pros and cons of my own life, isn't it ruthless? Hahaha!"

"Hold on!"

At this time, Sikong Que's body was already covered with scars, and just now he was hit by Qin Yin's palm with internal force, even if he breathed normally, he could barely maintain it, let alone getting himself and Li Qingmei out of trouble at the same time?
He could only do his best to save her one last time with his remaining body.

Light eyebrows, mountains and rivers are eternal, majestic, how can you match the unbearable affection between your eyebrows!Although this affection no longer belongs to me!You see, I sent Qin Yin back to you.

In this life, you should be able to happily spend the rest of your life with him!

"boom!!"

"master!!!"

Feng Zhan rushed to Sikong Que, who was bleeding from seven holes, crying bitterly, and Qin Yin took Li Qingmei into his arms. Sikong Que's appearance was too tragic at this time, and he couldn't bear to let Li Qingmei witness him with his own eyes. death!
"Ah!!! Master! Damn Feng Zhan! Damn Feng Zhan!"

"Let me see him!"

With tears in her voice, Li Qingmei begged Qin Yin to let her see Sikong Que for the last time. This man who had been in love with him and hated him for half his life finally left, in such a tragic and impressive way.

His whole head of white hair was dyed into a sea of ​​blood by the scarlet blood, which made her eyes sour. She knelt in front of Sikong Que tremblingly, wanting to wipe the blood off his face.

"Get lost! Master is dead! Master is finally dead! Are you happy? Have you been looking forward to this day coming earlier! Li Qingmei!"

Feng Zhan cut off his robe, and covered Sikong Que's face with great pain. He didn't want these executioners to see his master's miserable death, he wanted to protect his master's last dignity!

Suddenly, he turned his face to look at Li Qingmei awkwardly, because he remembered the wreath that his master had ordered thousands of times. He thought that if he didn't wag his tail and beg for mercy, Li Qingmei would not take the initiative to think of it, so he forced himself to soften his tone. Some, some softer!
"Li Qingmei, in your name, send an elegiac couplet and a wreath to the master! I beg you!"

Feng Zhan knelt down on both knees and buried his forehead on the ground, not for other reasons, but just to make his master smile at Jiuquan!

"I don't want to! He has always calculated everything in his life, and he never forgets to plot me even when he dies. He thinks that this will make me feel relieved! Let me forgive him for what he has done! He can't even think about it! He has been forcing me to accept it all his life. His will! Why was I never asked if I would accept it! Why!!"

Li Qingmei lay limp on the ground, screaming her resentment at Feng Zhan, in fact, she resented Sikong Que, deep in her heart she always felt that the love story back then was like a joke in Sikong Que's eyes!
Hearing this, Feng Zhan immediately stared at Li Qingmei with a sneer, his eyes filled with impenetrable desolation, he immediately took off the sword at his waist and threw it at Li Qingmei's feet.

"In this case, then you must also hate the master for saving your life. Since you don't want to see the master's kindness so much, then you can raise your knife now and give back the life the master saved!"

"Qingmei, no!"

Qin Yin kicked the sword that fell on the ground away, fearing that Li Qingmei would be impulsive for a while, so he was really hit by the aggressive method of wind chopping.

"I'll take his pulse first, maybe he still has a chance!"

"Life? Heh, the master's vitality has already been ruined in front of you selfish men and women, how can there be vitality?!"

Qin Yin still walked quickly to Sikong Que in his own way, leaned over to feel his pulse, and then shook his head helplessly.

"There is still breath, but the meridian is cut off, and it only takes two days to leave! My condolences will change!"

When Feng Zhan heard Qin Yin say that his master was still alive, Qi Yi's ecstasy suddenly appeared in his dead eyes, but when he heard Qin Yin's final judgment, his face suddenly became depressed.

"Master! Let's go home!"

Feng Zhan looked around and found a wheelbarrow transporting grain and grass, and carefully placed Sikong Que's body on the wheelbarrow.

He was limping, and his body was covered with large and small wounds of varying depths when he broke through the siege. It was very difficult for him to walk, and every step he took, he had to stop and take a few deep breaths.

And Li Qingmei silently followed behind Feng Zhan, crying heartbroken, she wanted to send Sikong Que one last time!
When the sun was setting, Feng Zhan and the remaining dozens of Shuofang soldiers and shadow guards slowly walked out of the outskirts of Shengjing.

"Li Qingmei! You don't want to deliver master's last trip!"

Feng Zhan looked at Li Qingmei almost contemptuously, his eyes were full of unwilling anger, and immediately revealed a cruel and distorted smile.

(End of this chapter)