Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 1198 The Grand Finale (19)
Feng Qingli raised her eyebrows, noncommittal.

"Hurry up if you want to fight, I don't have time to spend here with you." He had to go back to accompany Xuanxuan and the child.

Xuanyuan Yi shook his head, "You are still so restless, I really don't know what she likes about you."

After saying a word, he seemed to be in a trance again.Feng Qingli's face darkened, "You will know soon." After he finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he had already come to Xuanyuan Yi's side, and his moves were like lightning, merciless.

Xuanyuan Yi came to his senses and floated backwards. In just a short moment, he had completed dozens of moves.

The 200 million soldiers below watched with enthusiasm, their eyes sparkling.

Shen Qingxuan was coaxing her daughter to sleep. Seeing that the two men had finally made a move, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and with a wave of her hand, a huge transparent barrier separated the millions of soldiers behind her, preventing them from being affected by the huge true energy of the two men.

She has also seen several masters fight, but every time in the past, those people almost deliberately hide their clumsiness, only this time, it is the real peerless battle.

The fiery red light and the dazzling golden light exploded and collided in the sky, and the figures of those two people were like clouds and wind, and it was already hard to see clearly.She squinted her eyes. With her cultivation base, it was difficult to see the changing moves of these two people.However, she also had to admire the martial arts of these two people, they had almost reached the state of perfection.She thought that she would only be able to reach this point after another three to five years of practice, after all, she started late.

The two fought in the dark, completely forgetting themselves, and the hostile soldiers below simply sat down after watching, watching the battle between the two peerless masters in the world with eyes full of admiration and curiosity.

From Si time to Wei time, from never time to You time, the setting sun in the sky has slowly set, and the rays of light on the horizon are dyed, making this world dim and dazzling.Everyone held their breath, knowing that the war was drawing to a close.

Shen Qingxuan also stood up, watching the two figures separate, and then each took a few steps back, and then clutched her chest, spitting out big mouthfuls of blood.

Subconsciously, she took two steps forward, but saw the two leaping up at the same time, and at the same time, the software was slashing, and the cold and stern light streaked across the sky, almost tearing apart the red glow of the setting sun.

A frightening sword, the last move that will kill.

Everyone's eyes widened, waiting for the final outcome.Shen Qingxuan's face suddenly changed. Others couldn't understand, but she knew that this sword had instilled the true energy of the two of them, and they would only end up hurting or dying together.There is no winning or losing.

She handed the children to Honge, "Take care of them." Then the figure flew up in a flash.She is fortunate that although she has only practiced for a short time, she is not an opponent of those two, but when it comes to lightness kung fu, there is no one in the world who can match her.In just a moment, she had already reached the top of the mountain, and landed right between the two sword tips.As soon as she landed, the huge zhenqi surrounded her, and she quickly used her skills to resist.

"Stop, stop hitting."

In the battle between masters, one must concentrate and not be distracted.When Shen Qingxuan flew towards her suddenly, both of them were startled, and quickly withdrew their attacks.However, for this last key move, both of them tried their best to close the momentum hastily, and they had to reduce their skills by half, but they were injured by their other half of their true energy.Fortunately, Shen Qingxuan herself also has profound internal skills, otherwise, with the final blow of the two people's desperate fight, they would be disabled even if they did not die.

The three strands of zhenqi formed a huge air current in the air, and then slowly dissipated.Shen Qingxuan floated to the ground, Feng Qingli and Xuanyuan Yi retreated respectively, Feng Qingli supported the ground with her sword, and barely stabilized her figure.Xuanyuan Yi fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

Countless people were screaming, but he couldn't hear him. He held his chest and tried to raise his head, and saw the woman rushing to Feng Qingli's side like a wind, squatting in front of him and feeding him medicine to heal his injuries.He saw the male protagonist's pale face with blood on the corner of his mouth, but he still smiled gently at her.He saw the concern and distress in the woman's eyes, saw him holding her hand firmly as a rock, watched their clothes fluttering and their hair intertwined, and the beautiful and warm figures of their supporting each other were more beautiful and warm than the sunset all over the sky. Xia Cai is even more beautiful...

The soldiers of Dazhao and Xuanyuan below were already fighting each other, swords pierced their ears, blood stained the dusk, but he couldn't hear anything.The last bit of strength in his body disappeared, and he didn't stand up at all, but tried his best to sit up.No matter how painful the injury on the body is, it is not as painful as the burning and suffocating pain in the heart.The pain made him shattered and his consciousness almost drifted away, but he was soberly aware of a crucial problem.

He lost, lost completely.No, he never won from start to finish.Losing martial arts is only second, the most important thing is the heart.From the beginning to the end, the woman didn't see him in her eyes.

So he lost.

A wry smile filled his chest, mixed with the pain in his heart, which made him unable to estimate Scar Linlin's internal and external injuries at this moment.Just thinking in a trance, what did he have in this life?What have you lost?After thinking about it, he suddenly realized that he had nothing from beginning to end.Those so-called honor and wealth are just funeral objects of his so-called prince status.Those so-called loving fathers and filial sons, and the so-called imperial power are just a burden that he has to bear.

In the spring of that year, the white willows in the sunny spring, the sun was warm, and the woman came gracefully, like a fairy descending from the clouds.The gaze she looked over was as clear and calm as crystal, and it seemed that the spring willows had stirred the silent lake surface, spreading out ripples little by little.Since then, there has been a dream in his heart that he will never wake up from.

It's a dream, it's also a nightmare.

He was immersed in such a dream and couldn't extricate himself, trying to catch it, but he had already passed by.The last effort was nothing more than his wishful thinking.

Closing his eyes, he forced back the tears that had turned into bitterness and pain.

"you win."

Feng Qingli opened her eyes and looked over. There was no joy and pride after victory in her eyes, but calmness, which was a little more complicated after calmness.

Shen Qingxuan also looked at him and remained silent.He really lost, even if he didn't come up just now, Xuanyuan Yi would also lose, but Feng Qingli would also be severely injured, if he was unlucky, he would be paralyzed, and if he was lucky, he would lose all his martial arts.Speaking of which, he still violated the contract.

"you--"

"I'm convinced."

Xuanyuan Yi opened his eyes, his eyes were indifferent and calm.Stretching out his hand, he took out two things from his pocket, a yellow notebook, and something that looked like a square seal wrapped in bright yellow satin.

Both Shen Qingxuan and Feng Qingli's eyes were a little shocked, and they both guessed what those two things were.

Yuxi, and the letter of surrender.

Xuanyuan Yi threw something over, Feng Qingli reached out to take it, but her eyes fell on him, faintly and profoundly.However, he took a deep breath and stood up slowly with support. His clothes were bloody, but his demeanor was still noble and graceful, and his pale face was still gentle and graceful.Even though he was seriously injured and almost died, there was still no trace of embarrassment on him.

(End of this chapter)