The audience was completely shocked in an instant.

Completely dead silence!

Everyone can't believe the scene in front of them?

Is this crazy?

Is Jing Zhongyue crazy?

Is it worth it to be a mere beggar gangster?

For the overall situation and for the benefit of Lifeng Valley, not to mention the hand that cuts off Yun Aotian, it is worth killing him even if he kills him?

That's just a trivial little person?

For him, you actually splattered blood in the hall?

Everyone in the audience was shocked like never before.

Yun Zhonghe felt the warmth on his face, and immediately opened his eyes and saw this incredible scene.

Me I

Even though I used the mind reading technique to observe the face and color, I had no idea what you, Zhongyue, were going to do?

I thought you were pretending to behave and waiting for Ning Qing to stop.

You actually pierced your arm with one sword?

Jing Zhongyue, you are stupid.

I can do it myself.

I can deal with this situation. I have expected it and prepared it.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

What do you want me to do?

What do you want me to do?

I will fall into my fucking situation.

If it really falls, how can you play with life?

Jing Zhongyue said slowly: "Ning Qing, are you satisfied? Are you still satisfied?"

Everyone was silent.

Jing Zhongyue glanced at Yun Zhonghe and said, "Let's go."

Then, she drew out her thin sword, letting the blood gush out, and walked directly outside.

The audience was still silent, no one spoke, let alone blocking them.

Yun Zhonghe stared at Ning Qing for a long time.

Ning Qing's beautiful face was bloodless, and began to tremble, his eyes began to tremble, and his whole body was shaking.

Jing Zhongyue kept walking outside. When he arrived at the gate, Yun Zhonghe had not yet followed.

She immediately said impatiently: "Yun Aotian, what are you still doing?"

Yun Zhonghe said, "Mr. Ning Qing, I have been frivolous than you. But the mistakes I made cannot be borne by my lord, I will bear them myself."

Then, he suddenly pulled out a dagger, pointed it at his chest, and stabbed it.

"Pu Thorn!"

Blood shot!

It splashed directly on Ning Qing's beautiful face.

This dagger directly pierced Yun Zhonghe's chest.

In an instant, widow Ning Qing felt her mind blank.

"No, no, no," she tried hard to shout this word, but she couldn't shout it out, and her whole voice seemed to be completely blocked.

She was about to rush over, but found that her whole body seemed to be trapped in a nightmare and could not move at all.

"Mr. Ning Qing, from now on, we will not owe each other, and we will be ruthless." Yun Zhonghe said.

And the next second, a gust of fragrant wind. Jing Zhongyue's delicate body shot like lightning, and she hugged Yun Zhonghe directly.

Then, a slap came over.

He shouted angrily: "Yun Aotian, are you crazy? You stab yourself with a sword and think of me as the lord?"

Then, she hugged Yun Zhonghe with her injured arm and held a sword in her other hand.

"Whoever dares to stop me will die!"

Her speed was extremely fast, and she flashed like a glimpse of light and rushed out of the hall.

There were four warriors at the door who had no time to give in.

"Swish"

A cold light flashed.

With just one sword, these four warriors were cut into eight pieces.

In less than 01 seconds, the four people were killed and could not even scream.

When their heads fell to the ground, they were even blinking and stunned: Damn? What happened? Why did I stand here suddenly become unconscious? I feel like I amputated from below my neck.

Only then did Ning Qing recover from movement.

The whole body collapsed to the ground and tears surged out.

No, no, why did it become like this?!

Why did it become like this?

Yun Aotian, you bastard, don’t die, don’t die.

She was about to rush out, but found that her legs were like noodles, and she had no strength at all.

Jing Zhongyue held Yun Zhonghe and rode her snow-white horse, and ran towards the castle led by the wild boar.

Hundreds of cavalry escorted her behind her, full of infinite anger and murderous aura.

But the Lord did not have no orders, so they could only hold back their murderous aura.

"Yun Aotian, hold on, hold on!"

"Someone will save you soon."

"Don't sleep."

Jing Zhongyue was not stingy with horsepower at all and ran wildly.

But at this time Yun Zhonghe was so scared.

My suicide is fake.

I am a spring dagger, and it stabs a blood bag, so blood is shot.

And it was a complete set of performance tools. As it penetrated, the tip of the dagger on its back ejected directly.

So it looks like it pierced the chest.

But I'm fine.

Unscathed.

I did this just to completely overturn Ning Qing's heart, so that she would not forget me for a long time, and could continue her previous relationship if necessary.

But now that he told the truth, would he be beaten to death by Jing Zhongyue?

I feel that it will be true. She slapped me just now.

Oh my God?

What should I do?

And Jing Zhongyue’s embrace is quite comfortable.

Am I pretending to be dead for a while?

However, his eyes fell on the wound on Jing Zhongyue's arm, and Yun Zhonghe couldn't help but feel extremely heartbroken.

"Master, I'm fine. I'm pretending. This dagger is fake and a performance prop." Yun Zhonghe gritted his teeth and said, "I'm done. Now you can kill me."

This is also on the back of a horse. If it is on the ground, Yun Zhonghe would lie down directly.

Let you beat, ravage, and trample on you.

Jing Zhongyue was stunned and looked down.

He reached out and pulled out the dagger in Yun Zhonghe's chest.

It's indeed a spring dagger.
To be continued...