Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 813: The Love Sword Rises!

Lie Jiuqing coughed heavily and slowly opened his eyes.

The young man's astonished eyes were still very close to his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were red. After a while, he hummed, and his voice was so low but extremely powerful.

During the five years he was imprisoned, Wen Rong said many times, "You were always the one who provoked me first."

Lie Jiuqing let out a painful whimper. She originally thought he blamed her for provoking his nine thousand year old majesty.

Now she suddenly realized that she was the first one to start, and he was the one who had been unwilling to start.

If she were still the same as she was in her last life and continued on as he wished, he wouldn't go overboard at all.

He was forced to panic, so he lost control again and again and retreated rationally again and again.

Lie Jiuqing's shoulders trembled slightly. He really never expected a result. He even used secret techniques that ordinary people didn't know to live for her for many more years.

In those few years, it was obviously very difficult for him to stand up, but every time he was in front of her, he was indestructible, a tall man who could shield her from the wind and rain in the world.

He showed no pain or emotion at all, but the ever-powerful warmth in her eyes.

"Wen Rong..."

She couldn't bear to let Wen Rong go on like this alone.

No matter how many more lives she has to live, she will definitely never meet someone as stunning as Wen Rong.

She will always remember what the young man said outside the door on that snowy night: "Lie Jiuqing, I am not worthy of you now, so please wait for me. When I come back, I will give you ten miles of red makeup and peace for the rest of my life." well."

At six years old, an age that didn't understand anything, all Lie Jiuqing had seemed to be all the love he had for him over the years.

"it is good."

The more memories she has, the clearer it becomes to Lie Jiuqing that she liked him from the first sight.

One look from him was enough to make her decide to have him.

She was deeply bewitched, and even when Yun Ye pretended to be Wen Rong, she believed in him unswervingly.For this reason, she can tolerate all the good and bad of Yun Ye, without thinking deeply, and just likes him blindly, because the tenderness of her childhood is enough for her to cherish for the rest of her life.

Like Gu Huiyin, Lie Jiuqing was paranoid to the core and would never change his mind.

Even if the sky falls, she will give it a try and will not give in.

The stone wall suddenly moved inward, and the roar was deafening.

Lie Jiuqing was pushed in. She stood up with difficulty, raised her head and shouted with a smile.

"Wen Rong, give up on this idea. When I go out, you'd better pray every day not to fall into my hands!"

The tall figure in the darkness trembled slightly, his back slowly hunched over, enduring unprecedented pain.

He has done so much, but the result remains the same. She is not only persistent, but obsessed!

Lie Jiuqing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staggered step by step, and walked slowly to the sword.

If you want to pull out this sword, you need to break your heart, recast the Shaoyin Meridian, cut off love, and abolish what you have learned in the past to entangle your heart. If you insist on taking risks, you will suffer heart-breaking pain and endless troubles. Death means injury.

Anyway, she has nothing to fear after being crippled, and Wen Rong won't live for a few years, so she doesn't have to live long, and she doesn't have to retreat.

Lie Jiuqing's eyes were firm, he took a deep breath, and slowly raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword firmly.

"cough……"

The powerful sword energy poured into the heart from both hands, frantically cutting and breaking every inch.

The flesh and blood of her hands lifted up, gradually exposing her bones.

Lie Jiuqing's heart suddenly stopped, her pupils were congested little by little, her eyes were red, blood was pouring out little by little, and she was obsessed with thoughts.

"Sign your love, raise your sword!"

(End of this chapter)