After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 642 Do We... Know Each Other?
"My lord..." Yan Zhi cried out worriedly, not knowing whether she was worried about Li Cang or Yin Jiuqing.

Li Cang's thin body staggered for a long time, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, staining his pale lips a little bright red.

Yin Jiuqing looked at him expressionlessly, unmoved.

Raising his head, Li Cang looked at Yin Jiuqing without the slightest evasion, "The Xiaojiu I know is definitely not such a person, you are not her, not..."

Chongyang sighed lowly, in fact, the young master has always been such a person, but she remembered Li Cang back then, so, for him, she would make herself into what Li Cang wanted.

But now she is just Yin Jiuqing, the eldest princess of Yanjing Dynasty, who is determined to secure the world for Nan Ye.

Son, she is actually such a person. When she puts him in her heart, she can break all the principles, but once...

Seeing the current situation, Chongyang sighed again.

It's just to blame, good luck tricks people.

Looking at Li Cang's eyes that see through the vicissitudes of the world but can't see through his own misfortune, noble and pure like an ancient fairy god, but also revealing a sense of loneliness unwilling to be lonely, Yin Jiuqing's heart trembled inexplicably.

For a moment, the little monk in front of her gave her a very familiar feeling, but she couldn't remember it.

"Do we know each other?"

After a pause, she asked suspiciously.

A nihilistic smile slowly bloomed from the corner of Li Cang's lips, the vicissitudes of life are lonely, and the heart is full of hardships.

Looking up, he didn't even look at her, just shook his head, and said in a low voice: "I don't know, little monk, I don't know the benefactor."

He said without hesitation, feet, and slowly retreated, behind him was a cliff.

Li Cang's black eyes stared at her calmly, as if he wanted to see the deepest part of those eyes, push away layers of black mist, and explore the most real place.

Then, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, that smile was filled with warmth in sadness, and overwhelming nostalgia in indifference, it was a deep but powerless shock of love.

"Xiao Jiu, don't let your inner demons control you. Even if you use all the world as a bargaining chip, you may not be the final winner."

Hearing this, Yin Jiuqing frowned instantly displeased.

This can be said to be very bad luck for her, very unlucky, she is actually a very superstitious person.

He said that, let her panic, okay?

It just so happens that what she wants to do is to be the strongest king, because apart from this, she doesn't seem to be able to find the feeling of being alive.

Her eyes fell on him complicatedly, and when she touched his eyes, she was slightly taken aback.

His pupils were extremely bright and dazzling, as if he wanted to absorb the glow of the sky, especially the rare soft light from the bottom of his pupils, like the morning sun, like the magic released from the bottom of the sea. The light, let her heart...

Trembling violently, the pain hit like a shower.

The wind blew gently, blowing on the fluttering banner, the air was filled with a smell of blood, the blood was blown by the wind and condensed on the corner of Li Cang's clothes, and the cuffs were cold.

Yin Jiuqing's voice pierced through the cold wind and pierced the ears, the voice was not high, but there was a deafening vigilance!

"Be careful……"

Almost instinctively, she ran out at a high speed, and she lay down on the cliff, trying to grab his hand, but she only managed to grab the fluttering sleeve in time.

With a crisp sound, that person fell slowly.

(End of this chapter)