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Liu'er severely injured Wang Hou and didn't take his life. She stood up straight and shouted, "Wang Hou! You have done many evil deeds, and I do not know how many good women have died because of you. And for no reason at all, he threw us off the cliff, causing the death of Zhang Xiucai. You despicable scumbag, you deserve to die! But what else is there to say? " Wang pigeon was asked a question with a stern voice, his body was trembling, he did not know how to answer and could only argue, "Little … Little hero, you're blaming me... I've said this before... I was trying to pull the rope that day... However, the sword had slipped out … Cut the rope... "It's not …"

Before he could finish his words, Liu'er angrily cut him off, "What nonsense! Do you still want to argue when you're about to die? " Wang Hou broke out in a cold sweat and said, "I did not quibble... Little hero, you won't kill me so easily, right? Zhang Ping... Zhang Xiusheng was lucky enough to survive. Did you go down the mountain to look for it? And so … Wasn't killing me too reckless? What if he didn't die … Didn't I mistakenly kill me? " Liu'er was surprised, he had indeed thought about it countless times, perhaps Zhang Youji was still alive. He wanted to go down the mountain and look for it himself, but he had just mastered the divine arts and hadn't even gotten the chance to go down the mountain yet. At this moment, he was being asked by Wang Hou and was hesitating.

Actually, Liu'er is still young and doesn't understand this logic. Zhang Youji died and did not die, Wang pigeon is the same crime, they are all unforgivable villains. The fact that Zhang Jiuyou didn't die could only mean that he was lucky and lucky. It couldn't be said that Wang pigeon was innocent. Liu'er's heart was filled with worry for Zhang Youji, so she said with a stern voice, "Okay! I'll let you live for now! After descending the mountain, if I find him … If we find the corpse of Zhang Xiushan, we'll definitely not forgive you! " Then, he came back to reality and said to Lei Zhenyu, "Young Master Lei, Lady Zhao is very cute. It's just that her temper is a bit too big and she has a bit of a disagreement in her heart. You have truly misunderstood the two of us. Miss Zhao is as calm as jade, and the two of us did not do anything inappropriate. "If you apologize to her properly, she will forgive you."

Zhao Lingqiu was waiting anxiously in the secret room. At first, she only heard the noise coming from inside the cave and knew that the three were in a fierce battle. He did not know how Liu'er's cultivation had progressed, but his palms were already soaked in cold sweat, and he was truly worried for his safety. Now that Liu'er had asked Wang pigeon and also advised Lei Zhenyu, he knew that he had won against the two of them, so he was finally able to relax. Then he became angry and shouted from below: "Little pervert! You don't have to mind your own business! This Lei fellow was full of obscenities, how could I forgive him? I will make Daddy chop his tongue, chop it up, and feed it to the horses! "

Lei Zhenyu had been in the Wan Horse Gang for a long time. He knew Zhao Lingqiu's temper, so no matter how difficult the decision she made was, Sect Master Zhao would find a way to help her. Although he was an expert of the Thousand Horse Gang, he was not lacking in people. To Sect Master Zhao, the easiest thing to do was to take someone's life. Now that he heard Zhao Lingqiu's words, he knew he would never be able to turn back. Only by killing six would he be able to keep his life. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Bullshit!" What good could it be for a man and a woman to be alone in a room? "You are just trying to deceive people. If you can deceive others, you can't deceive me!" He held the black blade horizontally and prepared to attack with the blade again.

Liu'er sighed and said, "Lady Zhao, please don't add oil to the fire. Young Master Lei was willing to risk his life by jumping off the cliff to find you. This is enough to show that in his heart, you are more important than his own life. Young Master Lei is extremely emotional, how can you not feel grateful at all? " When Zhao Lingqiu heard this from below, she was so angry that her chest felt like bursting. She said angrily, "You also love Little Lan, right? If Xiao Lan was in love, would you call her a 'little bitch'? If I... If other girls had deep feelings for you, would you have forgotten Little Lan and lived with that person for your entire life? "

Liu'er had never thought about this before, and now that Zhao Lingqiu asked, she was at a loss for words. He thought to himself, "Little Lan, don't be in love? Then I definitely won't blame her, I … What would I do? Maybe it would be best if he died … Right! Even if I die, I won't blame her! If there is another woman who treats me well, I will only tell her that I already have someone I love, and let her find something even better. " After thinking for a while, he said, "If that person treats Xiao Lan very well, I will only secretly bless her and not scold her! I will never forget Xiao Lan no matter what I say in this life. If it's any other girl, I will help her find something better than me! You can't die alone on the cliff like Lady Qingyang. "

The few of them heard Liu'er's words and were moved by his sincere feelings. Lei Zhenyu lowered his head in shame, and silently thought: "Blessing her? If those words are easy to say, how can I possibly accomplish it? " Zhao Lingqiu was even more silent. She had already fallen for Liu'er, but she already had someone else in her heart. The words she asked earlier, the former was for Lei Zhenyu to listen to. The latter, however, was something he wanted to ask himself. At this moment, he finally heard the answer and knew that his fate in this lifetime would probably be the same as Lady Qingyang's.

Wang Hou had never been in love with anyone before, so he did not understand their feelings. However, a cold wind blew in his heart and he had the idea of escaping.

Since he cared so much about Xiao Lan, he would make use of her to escape!

The three of them pondered for a while before Zhao Lingqiu finally said with a sigh, "Since you know that you can't force me, why did you still force me to be a person with the surname Lei? Don't you know that there's already someone in my heart who can't accept anyone else? " These words of hers were extremely mournful and desolate. It seemed as if she was speaking to herself, but also seemed to be asking sad and dismal questions. Liu'er didn't know how to reply.

Lei Zhenyu suddenly let out a few loud laughs, but it was still as miserable as before. He shouted, "What a lovesick couple! You two can just be a pair of dead lovebirds in this desolate mountain! " With a loud curse, he held the black blade and moved forward. The black blade came down from Liu'er's shoulder, ready to slice him into eight pieces. He had been pursuing Zhao Lingqiu for a long time. He thought that, one day, Zhao Lingqiu would be touched by his true emotions and only now did he realize how pathetic he was. Years of grudges poured out in torrents.

However, he had forgotten that if he wanted to move others, he had to at least give his heart.

Lei Zhenyu's mind was in a state of confusion and madness, and he blamed all of it on Liu'er. If he did not appear out of the blue, perhaps Zhao Lingqiu would not have changed his mind and everything would not have happened. His moves were a mess. Every move he made was followed by a loud roar. He was like a caged beast as he desperately struggled.

When Liu'er saw that he had lost his mind and knew that he had been hurt by his emotions, she could not help but feel sad. In the days he left Xiao Lan, wasn't he on the verge of collapse? His martial arts skills were already much higher than Lei Zhenyu's, so when Lei Zhenyu was ruthless, he was even less disciplined. Liu'er finally could not bear to take his life. After dodging the blade, she flicked her fingers at the edge of the blade. Lei Zhenyu's chest shook violently and his vision went black as the black blade flew out from his hand. Liu'er's finger followed his finger and hit two big points on his chest. Lei Zhenyu's body collapsed to the ground. On his long and wrinkled face, there were two clear traces of tears.

There were hundreds of acupoints on his body, but there were no tear holes.

Were Lei Zhenyu's tears due to anger? Regret? Grief? Was it unwillingness?

No one knew.

Liu'er sighed, opened the stone door, and pulled Zhao Lingqiu out of the secret room.