The Thief Concubine 【End】

Feng Suiran suddenly appeared, just like his bright white clothes and white mask, suddenly gave the two of them a glimmer of light in the darkness.

His martial arts are very good, and he scattered hundreds of people around him with two or three blows.In silence, he turned around and quickly rushed to the two of them, intending to take them away.

However, the people around were persevering and rushed up again.Feng Suiran had no choice but to continue killing, but there were only three people on their side, and seven to eight hundred people on the other side.If you want to kill, when is the head?

Lin Qingcheng seemed to see the situation clearly, and the pain flashed in his eyes.

Feng Suiran turned around again, pulled the two of them up, and rushed out towards the bloody path.

Wei Young's body has been weak, but now despair has turned into light, she tried her best, bit the tip of her tongue fiercely, let the pain overwhelm the numbness, a moment of sobriety gave her a moment of strength, with Feng Suiran's support, The three rushed out together.

"Quick! Don't let them escape!"

Cui San was startled and shouted behind him.

He never thought that Chu Weiyang would have such a long life, and he would help one by one.He suddenly realized that if he didn't act again, maybe he wouldn't be able to kill her today.With a ruthless heart, he suddenly drew out the sharp sword at his waist, and slashed towards the three people who were fleeing.

Wei Young immediately turned pale.

Feng Suiran's expression also changed, but now, with one hand supporting the other, he could no longer free his hands to resist the sudden move behind him. He pulled the two of them violently, protecting Wei Young and Lin Qingcheng in front of him, wanting to Go block that Cui San's life-threatening long sword.

Wei Yang's eyes narrowed, and before she opened her mouth wide to say anything, Lin Qingcheng's face was pale, and she suddenly took out something from her bosom and stuffed it into Wei Young's hand, then smiled at Feng Suiran in relief, but there was a twinkle in her eyes. Tears. "No—" Chu Weiyang yelled sharply, her instantly bloodshot eyes clearly saw Lin Qingcheng break free from Feng Suiran, turned around and opened her arms towards the coming sword...

puff--

She threw her head back and spat out a mouthful of blood into the dark sky.

A sword pierces the heart...

Cui San looked vicious, and the fact that he stabbed the wrong person made him upset for a while. He wanted to draw out the sharp sword, but found that Lin Qingcheng was firmly grasping the sword with both hands. !"

Lin Qingcheng didn't seem to hear it, she looked sideways at the shocked Feng Suiran and Weiyang with a kind of happiness in her eyes, her expression was firm and painful, but her hands became tighter and tighter, the long sword stirred on her chest, causing her to spurt another mouthful of blood, The scarlet on his chest flowed non-stop like rain.

Under the white reflection of the ground, it looks like a rose... the next moment, it looks like a sharp weapon that can shatter Wei Young's heart.

"Don't—" Wei Young screamed with his eyes wide open and terrified, tears bursting down like a flood that burst a bank.She struggled desperately with her weak body, but she couldn't break free from Feng Suiran who was hugging her tightly.

"Let me go! Let me go!" She yelled indiscriminately, trying to run towards Lin Qingcheng.

The strength that Feng Suiran erupted was many times stronger than hers. Seeing Lin Qingcheng looking at him tenderly, his chest seemed to be severely scratched by some sharp weapon, but he knew that he couldn't let Wei Young go...

The corners of Lin Qingcheng's mouth were already stained with blood, and her chest and palms were even more damaged.

Cui San's sword was still stirring in her chest, but no matter how hard he tried, the sword couldn't be pulled out from her hand.

Lin Qingcheng remained unmoved, looked at Feng Suiran, moved her lips lightly and slowly, "Take her away..." Wei Young and Feng Suiran could see clearly the silent words, but Feng Suiran It was the eyes that were red as if stained with blood, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally turned his head cruelly and dragged the crying Wei Young to the source.

Looking at their farther and farther figures through the bright red of the whole life, pain flashed in the shattered Lin Qingcheng's eyes, showing a wry smile, but she closed her eyes with peace of mind...

She slowly let go of the sword, and she fell straight backwards. Cui San pulled out the sword with a ferocious expression, "The ugly monster dares to stop me, go to hell!" Shanglin Qingcheng's body fell backwards.

"Quick! Chase me! If you can't kill the assassin, the prince will definitely not spare us! The end over there is connected to the Su River, long and broad, hum, they don't try to escape."

Even if they jumped into the river, Cui San still has a way to make them die underwater!

After a moment of hesitation, the remaining half of the soldiers should give the order, "Yes!"

On a cold winter day, Wei Young's frozen heart was drenched thoroughly by the blood sprayed out from Lin Qingcheng's body, instead of waking up, cracks appeared crackling, about to shatter...

Her fallen body, her closed eyes...

Clutching tightly the thing that Lin Qingcheng gave her before he died, she didn't have the strength to take it out and open it. She suddenly felt that the thing in her hand was extremely heavy, as if it carried the entire soul of Lin Qingcheng. screaming.

"Let go of me! Let me go, I want to save her! I want to save Qingcheng! We can't do this, we can't leave her behind!!"

"It can't be like this, it's my fault, I hurt her! In the end, I abandoned her again!!"

"I'm going to save her, I'm going to save her... let me go!"

"Chu Weiyang, wake up! Even if you save her, she will die soon!" Feng Suiran roared, hugging her desperately struggling body...

"No, she won't die!"

"She's dead." He growled in a low voice.

"You bastard, you know that she likes you! You know that she likes you, why don't you save her!" She screamed in a high-pitched voice, pinching her fingers into his flesh hard.

Feng Suiran's body trembled, and his forward steps stopped.

It took a long time before he heard a few words whispered from his throat. "It was my fault……"

Wei Young was taken aback, her struggling body suddenly stopped because of these words, her heart ached, and tears poured down her cheeks.

Whose fault is it?

It was obviously her fault, why did she still blame others?Why do you want to hurt others?Why should all the faults be pushed to Feng Suiran, an innocent person...

She, what a jerk!

She is so fucking inhuman!

Damn her!

"But Weiyang, do you really think that you can save her by going back now? Do you really think that you will have a chance to escape after you go back? She died to let us leave. When we go back, is it really to save her, or to let her go? Is she sad down here?" His deep voice came out again from under the mask, "You should live well and avenge her... She gave you the relic, and you went to die without even looking at it, are you worthy of her? ?”

Wei Young broke down in tears again.

At this moment, she is no longer that strong person.

Her body trembled slightly, her lips touched lightly, and her voice was like a dying ghost from hell, "Cui San, I want you to die badly."