The sound of Gu Changnian gritting his teeth came from behind. He Qing swallowed, turned around and looked at him indifferently, gradually increasing the strength in his hands, dragging Gu Changnian so that his body was unstable.
Seeing that He Qing was crying with joy for Su Guang's success just a moment ago, and now looked at him with such indifference, Gu Changnian's eyes were red, angry, and a little reluctant. He said in a hoarse voice: "You are not my master at all!"
He Qing was surprised for a moment, but did not give any explanation. He expressionlessly shot out several wind blades, which directly broke his Baihong whisk into several sections. Then he retracted his shadow and threw the entangled Baihong whisk aside.
Looking at Bai Hong who no longer had any spiritual energy, Gu Changnian looked directly at He Qing with hatred, and said unwillingly: "I will never let him succeed! You can't stop me, because you can't kill..."
Before he could finish his words, He Qing suddenly rushed towards Gu Changnian, stabbed his hand like a knife into his heart, and used the force to push him all the way to the edge of the ice platform and against the stone wall.
Gu Changnian groaned, his head resting on He Qing's shoulder, his right hand tightly grasping her wrist that was buried deep in his heart, and his left hand was about to touch the Quexie sword at his waist, but He Qing also grasped the hilt of the sword first.
He Qing's face turned pale, he pursed his lips, snatched the Quexie sword, and threw it diagonally, before he finally fell to the ground exhausted.
Gu Changnian was taken to the ground, and the two leaned against each other, as if hugging. He could never have imagined that the closest distance between him and He Qing would be in such a situation...
He Qing breathed heavily and used all his strength to try to put his hand deeper, but his cultivation had dissipated and his body began to deform, so he was unable to do it.
"You are just like this..." Gu Changnian held He Qing's shoulders and tried his best to sit up. He stared at He Qing's blood-stained arm that was still stuck in his chest and said hesitantly: "You want my life..."
From the time he woke up until now, He Qing had not given him any explanation. He just took his life without a word and without hesitation, as ruthlessly as if he was facing an enemy.
No, even if he was an enemy, there should be emotions in his eyes, but the way He Qing looked at him was always as if he was looking at a person who had nothing to do with him...
He Qing lowered his head and panted, "I have long since given up wanting to take your life... I just can't let you get close to him..."
It is impossible for Gu Changnian to discover her identity for no reason. This must be the result of the secret manipulation of the Heavenly Dao. Right now, Su Guang will soon be able to successfully get his body back. The Heavenly Dao can do nothing with Su Guang, and Gu Changnian is the last resort.
In the short time just now, He Qing anticipated countless possibilities, even the ridiculous possibility that Gu Changnian would use the Quexie Sword to direct the heavenly thunder that was led away by the ugly woman back to Su Guang.
She had no time to say anything, nor did she plan to say anything. She could only try her best to keep Gu Changnian away from Su Guang.
Gu Changnian looked at Su Guang who was summoning the demon god in some unknown way, and said to himself, "For him, she would be willing to do anything at all costs."
"I have nothing to pay..." He Qing raised his head weakly, and a hint of smile could be vaguely seen on his transparent face.
Gu Changnian gasped, and in shock he struggled to straighten He Qing, but she held him down with her backhand. Gu Changnian then realized that her entire body had turned into this monstrous form: "You...what's going on?!"
He Qing grasped Gu Changnian's arm with his limp fingers and said incoherently: "It's just the law of nature, it's just the rage of incompetence..."
Watching a living person turning into a pool of transparent mud in front of him, Gu Changnian's mind went blank and his heart seemed to be hit hard by a sledgehammer, so that he could no longer tell whether it was the wound that hurt or his heart that hurt.
He Qing's softened right hand slid from Gu Changnian's heart. It seemed as if there was no bone left in his body. He could only fall into Gu Changnian's arms, his breath gradually becoming weaker.
Gu Changnian's tears had already fallen unconsciously. He held He Qing horizontally and tried hard to stand up. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll take you to find Master Chongying."
He Qing could sense that the changes this time were countless times faster than before. Not to mention going to someone for help, even if Qi Guanrui was here right now, he would probably be powerless...
"Don't, it's a waste of energy..." He Qing looked in the direction of Su Guang and said softly.
Su Guang had turned into a jade sculpture, and the ice had completely melted, revealing the body that had been sealed for tens of thousands of years. His black robe was half open, with wisps of mist surrounding it.
It was a face that was almost identical to Su Guang's. The closed-eye countenance was beautiful and holy, exuding a warm breath. The melted snow dripped from the ends of the slightly curly silver hair, making a heavenly sound like wind chimes on the empty ice platform.
What a nice view...
He Qing smiled, stared at Su Guang infatuatedly and murmured, "You go by yourself... When he wakes up, you won't be able to leave..." His voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.
Gu Changnian didn't know when he had burst into tears. After quickly twisting his fingers to stop the bleeding hole in his chest, he struggled to pick up He Qing, who was no longer in human form, and staggered towards the stairs, saying firmly: "You can't die, you still have to go back to be punished!"
He Qing let out a strange laugh like a bellows from his throat: "Sometimes, you have to believe in fate... If you hadn't stabbed me with that sword at that time, I wouldn't have met him... We were all chess pieces... But I don't regret it, that's it..."
Gu Changnian stepped onto the stairs and was about to speak when he heard a puddle of water falling to the ground. Looking at the moon-white robe in his hand, Gu Changnian paused for a moment and froze in place.
"Master…Master——!"
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Qi Guanrui temporarily settled the several children he brought from the village in Lingshan.
There are not many people in the whole Lingshan now. All the disciples above the middle level have rushed to the northern border. The remaining disciples are all worried, as if they are afraid that the sky will fall in the blink of an eye.
Fortunately, Qi Guanxiang is still in Lingshan, and can barely lead those young people to do their own things, keep in touch with other immortal sects at all times, and continue to patrol around Lingshan.
Qi Guanrui was sitting in the garden of the guest hall on the neighboring peak near the main peak, holding a rattle in his hand. Although he was watching over the children who were curiously exploring the terrain, his mind had drifted to the northern border: I wonder how He Qing is doing, and whether his body can still hold on?
"Second Uncle!"
Qi Guan Tianqi came riding on a sword and his shout interrupted Qi Guanrui's thoughts.
"What's wrong?" Qi Guanrui asked, "Didn't I ask you to guard the ever-burning lamp in the lamp hall?"
Qi Guan Tianqi said anxiously: "The lights are out!"
Qi Guanrui's face turned pale, and an ominous premonition came over him. He stood up suddenly and asked, "Whose lamp is this?"
"The leader of the Yaoguang Sect!"
"…"
"Boom, boom, boom… boom…"