The edge of the sword is like a poisonous snake swallowing the letter.

Qi Luoxian and Qi Zhengyang did not dare to delay for another moment. The demeanor and manners of the father and daughter, and even the reputation of the Tianzong Sect, were thrown aside.

Purpose...

Only Yingqian’s life!

She must die.

As long as she is no longer alive, Bai Yihuang will never remember the past.

I will always stay by Qiluoxian's side.

Qiluoxian's cultivation level is higher than that of Yingqian, and Qi Zhengyang is a master of the same sect, so he is unrivaled when it comes to his hands.

The boiling spiritual power made Yingqian's face turn pale.

The body is already on the verge of falling.

Within the line of sight, it became blurry one after another.

This time, all means have been exhausted.

Besides waiting for death, Yingqian had no other option.

It's just a pity.

Let the father and daughter be satisfied.

Ying Qian sighed.

He used his last strength to swing his long sword, determined that even if he died, Qi Luoxian and Qi Zhengyang would never be able to escape unscathed.

The distance between the two sides has become closer and closer.

The joy in Qiluoxian's eyes gradually grew stronger.

It's almost...

As long as the sword in his hand is pierced into Ying Qian's heart, from now on, Bai Yihuang will completely belong to her!

As for Yingqian, she will only become a poor creature struggling and wailing in the underworld.

The tip of the sword was already close to Ying Qian's bright red clothes.

The corners of Qiluoxian's lips curved in pleasure.

Stupid!

An extremely harsh sound suddenly passed through my ears.

Everyone in the hall frowned.

Qiluoxian's figure froze on the spot.

She widened her eyes and looked at the young man in white who suddenly appeared in front of her. Her red lips twitched twice and she said in a trembling voice:

"Yi...Yi Huang..."

The long sword that was about to pierce Ying Qian's heart was hit by an ice edge and turned abruptly.

Qi Zhengyang's more ferocious fatal blow was met by Bai Yihuang with his sword.

He protects Ying Qian.

His eyes were as cold as ice.

Qiluoxian's eyes turned black, and his legs were even limp, and he almost fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Did he...remember it?

Otherwise, why would he suddenly take action to protect Ying Qian?

Not just Qiluoxian.

Qi Zhengyang also looked nervous.

It didn't take long for him to straighten his expression immediately and said:

"Yi Huang, this Yingqian came here deliberately to cause trouble. He wants to disgrace my Tianzong sect. I just killed him as a warning to others. Why did you stop me?"

"I have something to ask her."

Bai Yihuang only said this sentence.

Then he turned his head and looked at Yingqian.

Seeing that he didn't remember the past, Qiluo Xiancai secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

fortunately.

The great love elixir given by the old man in the secret realm is really effective.

Look at it this way.

Even if Yingqian dies, Bai Yihuang will not remember her as long as he finds an excuse.

"Where did you get this thing?"

Bai Yihuang frowned slightly.

Staring at Ying Qian's bloody face, he endured the severe pain in his heart and slowly stretched out his hand.

In his palm lay a transparent dagger only the size of a palm.

Ying Qian glanced over, but was stunned.

When she touched her body, she realized that she had thrown the dagger away casually just now.

But no wonder.

Apart from the dagger given by Bai Yihuang, she had nothing else that could stop Qi Zhengyang.

"You gave it to me."

Ying Qian raised her eyebrows and showed a smile that was by no means pretty.

"The Immortal Lord also said that he would buy me candied haws on a stick, always protect me, and would never leave me again."

Bai Yihuang clenched his fists suddenly.

The dagger stabbed into the palm of his hand.

His blood slowly dropped.

"Yi Huang, don't believe her words! She is a witch! All these words she said are just to deceive you!"

How could Qiluoxian be able to hold it back? Qingcheng's stunning face was filled with burnt color. As soon as she finished speaking, she said anxiously to Qi Zhengyang:

"Dad, kill her quickly! Kill her!"

Qi Zhengyang had a sullen face, quietly nodded to the disciples gathered around him, then stepped forward, put his palm on Bai Yihuang's shoulder, and said:

"Yi Huang, today is your and Xian'er's big day of joy, and these elders are watching, so we can't delay it any longer."

Bai Yihuang frowned even more tightly.

Regarding Yingqian, he received completely different explanations from the two parties.

Chaos and panic were intertwined in my heart, but they merged into a deep pain.

"Head..."

Bai Yihuang slowly turned his head and was about to speak when he suddenly felt a burst of warmth splashing onto his cheeks.

He raised his hand and touched it.

Everything in sight is bright red.

Yingqian lowered his head and was a little shaken when he saw the tip of the sword passing through his chest.

So fast...

She is going to die again.

His body fell forward uncontrollably and fell into Bai Yihuang's arms.

He subconsciously reached out and held Yingqian in his arms.

"Immortal Lord..."

Yingqian blinked and looked up at Bai Yihuang.

His vision was filled with dancing halos.

Bai Yihuang's face can only be seen vaguely.

He seemed to be in pain...

Yingqian slowly raised her hand and placed her fingertips on his cheek.

She wanted to wipe away the splash of blood.

But my hands are too dirty.
To be continued...