The quiet life of a princess

Chapter 460 "Roar" Bird Inn (10)

"One effort, then decline, three exhaustion" vividly summed up her three steps.

"Huh—" Liu Yiting took a big breath in and out.He took a breath, checked Die Ran who was dropped by her, and was relieved to make sure he was not killed by her fall.

Tianhun and Qiaoer fought fiercely, and they were inseparable.

Tianhun's pace gradually became unstable, and the momentum of holding the sword became weaker and weaker.

She had to find a way, otherwise, once Tianhun fell into a coma, they would just have to wait to be slaughtered.

Faint clouds float quietly under the moonlight.

She has a chance.

While Tianhun is dragging Qiaoer, she goes to sneak attack Qiaoer, as long as she hits the acupuncture points, it doesn't matter even if she hits Qiaoer's dead point, even if she doesn't kill Qiaoer, Qiaoer will kill her.

However, her fingers were trembling.

How precious is life.A person meets another person, even if they hate each other, even if they hate each other, isn't it all a kind of fate?You can choose to leave, you can choose to forget, why do you have to choose to kill the other party?
Liu Yiting quietly stood up.

Life has only been in the world for a few decades, and everyone has chosen a different path.A person has no right to interfere with the life another person chooses.However, there are always many people who want to change the direction and path chosen by others.Then, one person after another who should have been happy was hurt.

Xia Mengyao hurt Xia Chenxi and Li Meier, and she is still increasing the number of injured people.

Liu Yiting closed her eyes.

She is not used to the ups and downs of life, and the ordinary life is the most comfortable.Sometimes, it is forced to do it.

The night wind gently blew Liu Yiting's hair, her bright eyes were firm and indifferent.

The internal force is concentrated on the fingertips of the index finger, the energy is lifted, the soles of the feet are like the wind, and the body is agile.

however.

Liu Yiting only flew a short distance away.

Tianhun couldn't hold on, and the soft sword fell.

Qiao'er's long sword pierced Tianhun's throat.

Just an inch away.

She stopped.

(End of this chapter)