Queen's Purpose

Chapter 681 But I Never Regret Meeting You
Her face was full of coldness, she bent down to pick up the broken jade on the ground, and pinpointed his main artery. Although the movement was only a few seconds, it seemed to be pulled into a slow and lengthy old movie-like scene, every word and every word. Frames are exceptionally sharp to burn down.

Finally, the broken jade was carved into his skin, and blood oozes out.

"You regret knowing me, don't you?"

I thought he wouldn't speak again, but I didn't want him to make a sudden sound.

She bent her lips when she heard the words, but her eyes were full of sarcasm without the slightest smile, "Yes."

Then, he swiped his hand suddenly!
No mercy, no half-heartedness, she just watched the bright red and dazzling blood gushing out from his aorta, the blood even sprayed on her hands, cheeks, and even a drop fell on her eyelashes.

The vision in front of her eyes was blurred by blood, but she was indifferent as if she was enjoying it, she even tiptoed to his ear, and said softly: "Your aorta will never be the same as your heart, which is in the same position as others Is it different?"

Impossible.

This time, it is farewell.

Xia Fanyin looked at him indifferently, watching him fall in front of her, her thin lips moved, but no sound came out.

[But I never regret having met you. 】

She retracted her gaze, turned and left the dark and damp cell.

Walking slowly from the very beginning, and then getting faster and faster.

Quan Qingjiu watched her back disappear, lying on the ground in the most embarrassing appearance of his life, his eyes slowly turned to the ring.

Blood stained his eyes sharply.

Originally breaking through the acupoints was nothing to him, but the continuous injuries and his current physical condition made him struggle to break through the acupoints this time, and stretched out his hand in that direction with difficulty...

He picked up the blood-stained ring as slender as jade, and his dark eyes trembled.

In the next second, he clenched it tightly in the palm of his hand like a ruthless one, and tried his best.

The shattered tip was enough to cut through his palm, but no amount of injuries could compare to the open hole in his chest.

Quan Qingjiu slowly closed his eyes.

Xia Xiaoqi, goodbye.

…………

at the same time.

Wu Luo broke into Longyin Palace, walked quickly to the inner hall, opened the mechanism on the dragon bed, entered the ice room below, and tried to steal the corpse out again.

It's just that the further you go in, the stronger the popularity.

That's right, it's human breath.

Wu Luo paused, looking at the two figures with their backs facing him not far ahead, his pupils shrank suddenly.

In addition to Rusheng, there is another...all white hair.

"... Xuan Ling?"

On the bed of ice lay a dead body—it was Xia Fanyin's body that was stolen by them and then snatched back.

Around the corpse, there was a wave of breath, accompanied by a few thin, almost invisible smoke.

And beside Rusheng and the white-haired man, there was a lamp.

That's no ordinary candlestick, that's...

Witch clan sacred artifact? !
Wu Luo looked at him in shock, "What are you doing?"

Xia Rusheng's face was extremely cold and ugly.

But Xuan Ling just glanced at him indifferently, and the movements in his hands didn't stop, "Back then, the holy girl left the family without authorization for her own personal affair and caused great disaster, and later named herself a dark witch, acted swiftly and treacherously, and created the Flying Eagle Palace. Now The lord of the palace, it should be you——Quan Luoqu."

Fog falls, flocks.

The former dynasty of the previous dynasty—that is, the Beidi royal family that was wiped out by Emperor Jing and now revived by Quan Qingjiu.

(End of this chapter)