His eyes were not as gloomy as they used to be, nor were they unpredictable as before. At that moment, she clearly saw the depressive and deep pulses, and saw the desolation like the snowfield outside the wall.

She was very familiar with this man.

Xiao Shuanzi drew his sword, and the blood on King Ning's wound was like a gargle spring water, dyeing his light blue clothes red.

His second sword struck down immediately, and Huo Jingyun stopped him.

Qingyun subconsciously reached out and covered King Ning's wound.

He looked at her quietly, Qing Yun squatted down, he stretched out his hand and stroked her face: "Qing Yun, are you her?"

Qing Yun nodded repeatedly, and the teardrops gathered in his eyes finally fell and fell on his face.

He laughed: "I thought they were talking nonsense, but it turned out to be true. I didn't even recognize you. Are you crying because of me..."

"Why are you saving me?" Qingyun asked

"Give it back to you, I always feel that the king owes you a lot, shit, this kind of feeling is very uncomfortable!" He was originally a gloomy and elegant person, and he actually said foul language.

He stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, and the blood on his hand rubbed her face again, and it couldn't be wiped clean. The traces were mixed in her tears. He sighed.

In the past three years, he has changed a lot. He originally grabbed the blue spirit with Ling Chen because he thought that the blue spirit was enough to attack Ling Chen as a weapon. He didn't expect that Ling Chen could really kill Lan Ling and sentence her to heart-cutting.

He didn't even expect that when Lan Ling became like that, he would be so sad. He thought that Ling Chen really loved Lan Ling, because love was so fragile, and there was no long-term love in this world, let alone pure love. He began to hate everything. His offense became a killing.

Love and hate are just a thought.

The man with brown hair slammed his eyes and stretched out his sword towards Qingyun, but was knocked to the ground by Huo Jingyun's sword.

Huo Jingyun stood beside them with his hands in his hands, watching quietly.

Ling Chen wanted to rush over, but there were too many people surrounding him. He can only watch.

Qing Yun's injuries were not serious, but she felt heartache. The past years are like a stream of water, rolling through the **** and cold air.

His voice was as pale as lake water, and he said intermittently: "It's you, it's great. This is all right, I'm dead, it's cheap Ling Chen..."

There was a smile on his pale face.

Qingyun's face was full of tears, she didn't know who was crying for, Ling Feng, Ling Chen, or herself, maybe Huo Jingyun?

What is lost and what is gained? The dust is rolling, everything is really like clouds.

His eyes are calm, without hatred, as if relieved.

That bitter fatigue swept across the mountains and overwhelmed his handsome face completely, "Silly girl, don't cry. It's not bad to die in this Zhaoyang Hall. I'm tired and don't want to go anymore. Now that you are alive." , Stay alive. Can you give me a hug..."

Qingyun stretched out his hand to hug him, he hugged her, and quietly gave Qingyun a token: "At the back door, there are my people..."

He slowly slipped from Qingyun's shoulders, the blood on the ground snakingly flowing. For an instant, Qingyun felt that the surroundings were still, without a sound.

……..

Jingyun Palace changed, Ning Wang Lingfeng died in Zhaoyang Hall in Daxing.

This man, whom Lan Ling loved all his life in the last life, just died.

Ling Chen was surrounded by three men, in the shadow of the sword, he was also injured, and the bright yellow robe was soaked in blood.

No one saw the sadness in Qingyun's eyes. King Ning was dead, she was very sad.

She watched Huo Jingyun's blunt sword sweep towards Ling Chen's face, Xiao Shuan's rapier was extremely sharp, piercing Ling Chen with cyan light.

The Qiu Shui sword in Qing Yun's hand flew up and down, blocking Ling Chen's side.

There was a noisy sound from outside the hall, and the guards outside heard the explosion inside and finally felt uneasy.

Someone is trying to open the door.

Gu Fan quickly walked out.

Qing Yun saw that Ling Chen still couldn't get off, so she rushed towards Huo Jingyun.

When Huo Jingyun saw that it was her, he backed away again and again. Huo Zhan greeted him. "Girl Qingyun, don't break the shocking thing."

His sword is accurate and hateful.

Qingyun's reckless play is to learn from Sindar. Sindal's final fight for death.

Qingyun dared to fight like this in front of Huo Jingyun. She determined that Huo Jingyun would not kill her.

However, Huo Zhan killed her with a sword. Qingyun was not his opponent at all, and Xiaojing was not protecting her. She had been killed long ago.

Ling Chen kept looking at her, but couldn't reach her. Rui Wang and Han Zhitao drove Ling Chen to the back door, Bai Shaoting, Yang Shuo and Zhang Yang broke off.

"Qingyun, hurry up!" Bai Shaoting called.

Qing Yun stuffed the token in Bai Shaoting's hand, pushed him out of the back door and closed the door. She took out the last explosive bomb and stood there watching Huo Jingyun who had already passed by.

Qing Yun understood that Ling Chen could not run far with her. There is always someone to cut off. She is now his fetter.

Huo Jingyun saw the explosive bomb in her hand and also saw her face preparing to die.

He did not stop and walked towards her.

"Huo Jingyun, stop!"

Huo Jingyun didn't stop, Qingyun pressed firmly against the back door.

Her Qiushuijian tremblingly pointed at Huo Jingyun. I heard ringing in my ears, and purple fireworks rose in front of my eyes.

A person leaped over and hit Qingyun's shoulder with a palm, and the Qiushui sword in Qingyun's hand fell on the ground.

Huo Jingyun picked her up, Qingyun watched them push the back door and chase them out. She was anxious and couldn't get rid of Huo Jingyun, and finally fainted.

When Qingyun woke up, there was a dead silence everywhere, and she was still immersed in her own dream in a trance. This dream was so long and long, as if she could never wake up.

Qingyun licked his lips and looked around. This place was so familiar. She saw Xiaojing's surprised face.

"Princess, are you awake?"

"Where is this and why did I sleep? Has the emperor retreated?"

She thought of the dream just now, and hurriedly said: "Xiao Jing, I had a terrible dream. In the dream, I dreamed that there was a rebellion, and the emperor was injured..." She wanted to say that she dreamed that the brother had rebelled and felt it inappropriate. Changed to have rebellion.

Xiao Jing lowered his head: "Princess, you are not dreaming. You are in the court now. It is indeed not our emperor..."

I'm not dreaming? Are all true?

Her heart hurt suddenly, oh, it turned out to be true.

She remembered. He didn't wear his shoes, so he opened the quilt and jumped out of bed.

"Princess! Your injury!" Xiaojing cried.

"How about the emperor? What happened to the emperor?" She grabbed Xiaojing by the collar.

Xiaojing said: "The emperor was seriously injured, but escaped."

Ran away? Qingyun was embarrassed, that proud man just left the palace.

Qingyun walked to the door and saw six guards standing at the door, none of whom she knew.

Qingyun: "My brother... Huo Jingyun became the emperor?"

Xiaojing: "Not yet, he will take the throne tomorrow." Xiaojing said.

Qingyun: "Tomorrow? How many days have I been in a coma?"

Xiaojing: "Two days."

Qingyun: "Where is this?"

Xiaojing: "Wangyougong. There has been a fight in Shufang Palace, and I can no longer live in it. In fact, Wangyougong has been repaired a long time ago, and the workers inside are actually Marshal Huo’s people, princess, Xiaoshuan is not a **** at all! It's the book boy from Marshal Huo..."

Xiaoshuanzi stopped her when she was about to explode the bomb. Xiaoshuanzi wanted to kill Ling Chen, but she blocked it, and King Ning blocked her. Xiaoshuanzi killed King Ning.

So, how could he be a little waiter? His fierce and forbearing strength is all the true biography of Huo Jingyun.

Qing Yun said: "I see. What happened to Pearl and the others? Did Huo Jingyun embarrass them?"

Xiaojing: "I haven't heard of murderers. I heard that some ministers in the palace didn't oppose him too much... His father was the former King Hei. It seems that he used to have high prestige in the court, and there were many people who supported him.

Yes, in the past few days, I only heard that he has rewarded a lot of people. All the dead, no matter who they support, are buried..."