Chapter 297: Forced to die! (5)

Yun Aotian was dumbfounded: "You..."

He thought she was just scaring him for fun, but he didn't expect her to come for real.

Qing Luo looked at her, and smiled sadly: "If the prince still refuses to agree, I can only exchange my life for my life..."

As she said that, she closed her eyes, and once again exerted her strength with the hand holding the long sword——

At the same time, Yun Aotian's voice was no longer calm: "Enough, there is no need to act in front of this king anymore, this king, just agree!"

Qing Luo opened his eyes happily, and let out a long breath, "Thank you, my lord!"

Yun Aotian gave Yindie a cold look, and said expressionlessly, "Feiying, let her go, quickly, quickly disappear in front of this king!"

Yindie collapsed all of a sudden, bursting into tears.

Feiying picked up her thin body and threw it onto the carriage without mercy, then slapped her ass, "Let's go!"

The horse raised its four hooves, splashed the slush all over the ground, and ran away.

"Girl—" Yindie lay on the carriage, looking desperately at herself getting farther and farther away from Qingluo...

After she walked away, Yun Aotian said to Qing Luo with a cold face: "As you wish, this king let her go, you should also put away your performance props?"

With a "poof", the long sword in Qing Luo's hand fell feebly into the thick snow, and only then did she realize that she was covered in cold sweat.

She also didn't know how she had the courage to threaten him with a sword test.

In fact, she can't guarantee that Yun Aotian will agree to her, but she has no choice but to put all her eggs in one basket.

Fortunately, she won, didn't she?

After all, he leniently let Yindie go.

She took a deep breath, raised her pale face, and forced a smile, "Thank you, my lord, for your forgiveness!"

Yun Aotian stared at her for a few seconds, then snorted coldly, "There will be no next time!"

Then he flicked his sleeves and strode away.

A guard drove the carriage over, and Yun Aotian got into the carriage with a cold face.

Only then did Qing Luo breathe a sigh of relief, and as soon as his tense nerves relaxed, he realized that there was a burning pain on his neck, and when he stretched out his hand to touch it, it was full of blood.

She was stunned. Just now, did she really hurt herself with a sword?Moreover, the injury is not serious?
(End of this chapter)

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