"When the King of Hell smiles, life or death is unpredictable. Lu Haixiao will probably take action with all his strength. Saint Qingyao is in danger."
Some people took a breath of air and were a little frightened.
Being able to make Lu Hai smile like this will not end well in the end.
However, Qingyao ignored the doubts around her, or in her heart, others were not qualified to question her at all.
A folding fan flew out from Lu Haixiao's hand, and he fought fiercely with Qing Yao.
On this day, Canglan City was completely boiling. Qingyao and Lu Haixiao fought in the sky above Canglan City. The fight was so dark that the sun and the moon lost all light.
The two men moved so fast that people could only see the flash of swords and shadows, and could not even see the specific process of the fight.
Not sure if it was after a hundred moves or a thousand moves, Qingyao gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, swung the jade sword, and shook the blood away.
Countless people wiped their eyes and looked at everything in front of them in disbelief.
Lu Haixiao died, and his body knelt on the roof of Xueyou Tower, silently telling Qingyao's undefeated myth.
And Lu Haixiao, the focus of competition for artifacts in people's eyes, died before Zhou Qiankun was discovered.
This reversal came so unexpectedly that no one could believe it.
She left in a graceful manner, leaving only people who had no time to digest.
Murong Ruoshui looked at this scene blankly, somewhat unbelievable.
Qingyao, who still needed his protection in the past, has now left her behind.
"This girl is finally a strong person on her own."
Murong Ruoshui sighed and quickly followed Qingyao's pace.
Because she knows that Qing Yao will do what he says, and since he has said that he will clear these three strongest obstacles for Zhou Qiankun, he will fight to the end.
However, Qingyao had been injured in the battle with Lu Haixiao just now.
Can she defeat the other two like this?
On the cypress cliff, a pine tree stands proudly on the top of the cliff, overlooking the mountains.
Under the tree, Cang Xuan was playing the piano and listening to the report of the maid behind him with a calm expression.
The two maids are not simple either, they are both at the top of the divine palace.
When he heard the news of Lu Haixiao's death, Cang Xuan's fingers paused while playing the piano.
"Lu Hai died laughing?"
This news made him a little moved and caught off guard.
Because all along, the only ones who could pose a threat to him in his eyes were Lu Haixiao and Ning Chuan.
The only ones he had been wary of were these two people.
But now, Lu Hai laughed to death. He died in the hands of a strong man whom he had barely heard of, which made him unable to react.
"Who killed him?"
The maid behind him looked at each other with a somewhat disbelieving tone.
"It is said that she is Qingyao, the newly promoted saint of Yaochi. Her behavior has been mysterious in recent years, and people know very little about her."
"Qingyao?"
Cangxuan murmured softly.
He had heard rumors that she was the most beautiful woman in Dachu, but it was a pity that few people could see her true appearance.
Immediately, he said in a cautious tone: "No wonder Qingyao can push Murong Ruoshui down. This Qingyao is really not easy."
Obviously, deep down in his heart, he has listed Qingyao as his top enemy.
The two maids added: "It is rumored that although Qingyao killed the Yixiaoyan King, she was also injured, and she should not come to trouble the young master in the short term."
Cangxuan hummed and didn't care.
At this moment, in the sky above Baisongya, a woman in white came through the air, holding a jade sword in her hand and her eyes were cold.
Cangxuan raised his head suddenly and narrowed his eyes.
He didn't expect Qingyao to come so quickly!
Cang Xuan continued to play the harp, and the sound of the harp echoed on the pine and cypress cliffs, like thousands of troops fighting in an extremely fierce battle.
Cangxuan said calmly: "Saint Qingyao came so quickly. Why don't you rest for a few days and recover from your injuries before coming back?"
He is very calm because although Qingyao is very strong, he is not afraid.
After all, he is the twenty-fifth strong man on the Divine Mansion Ranking, two places higher than Lu Haixiao.
If Qingyao comes in his heyday, he will still be afraid.
Now Qingyao was injured in the fight with Lu Haixiao. He didn't care about Qingyao in this state.
Qingyao ignored him, she came here just to kill people.
The sword moved, the misty Milky Way, and three thousand stars fell, embellishing the pines and cypresses with brilliance.
"If you fight with me, you will die or live."
Cang Xuan's cold voice spread, causing turbulence in all directions and alarming countless powerful people.
They cast their gaze on this place with surprised expressions on their faces.
"It's Qing Yao. She just fought with Lu Haixiao, and her injuries haven't healed yet. She came here immediately to fight with the Son of Heaven. Do you want to die?"
Qingyao's crazy behavior shocked everyone.
Chu Liuli was sitting in the eight-part Tianlong chariot, watching this scene, and for some reason, she suddenly felt a little disappointed.
Of course she knew why Qingyao was so crazy.
At that moment, she suddenly admired Qingyao, who had always been at odds with her.
She was a little disappointed.
She is a royal princess, and after all she cannot do whatever she wants like Qing Yao.
One day later, on Baisongya, the fighting subsided.
Cangxuan's body was lying on the ground, stained with blood, and the guqin in front of him was broken into two pieces.
The two maids were buried together, and their fragrance disappeared.
Qingyao's white dress was stained with blood, she was holding a pine tree with her right hand, her eyes were sharp and she looked down at the world, no one dared to look at her.
At that moment, in Murong Ruoshui's eyes, Qingyao seemed to have become a white-clothed divine king, unparalleled and invincible.
She couldn't even tell whether the white-clothed divine king on the Yaochi mural was Qing Yao or Zhou Qiankun in front of her.
Murong Ruoshui walked to Qingyao, looked at her tired face, and sighed: "Saint girl, is it worth it?"
Qingyao smiled faintly, but what appeared in her mind was Zhou Qiankun's most gentle eyes in the world as he looked into the ice coffin.
If the future is destined to be like that, then she will do more for him now.
In this way, even if one day she dies and he forgets her.
She was at least worthy of his gentle eyes.
If she hated that kind of future before, now Qingyao hopes for that kind of future.
At least, this means that he has survived this disaster.
"There is no value, only willingness. Ruoshui, one day, you will be like me, fighting for someone."
Murong Ruoshui was silent, she sighed heavily and said nothing.
A spiritual talisman fell into Murong Ruo's hand, causing her expression to change slightly.
Qingyao frowned when she saw this scene, realizing that the situation might be developing in a dangerous direction.
She said in an urgent tone: "Ruoshui, but Zhou Qiankun showed up?"
Murong Ruoshui looked at Qingyao's blood-stained white dress. The blood was so bright and dazzling.
She sighed slightly, then nodded.
"Yes, all eighteen carriages were intercepted, and none of them belonged to Zhou Qiankun."
"Many powerful people searched Mulin County and finally found a teleportation array in the Liu family. He escaped from the golden cicada and teleported to 300,000 miles away."
Murong Ruoshui looked solemnly and looked at the sky.
Qingyao knew that what she was looking at was not the sky, but the heavenly beings hidden in the dark.
