She suddenly sighed softly and said, "Yes, I am Mrs. Liu, but I am no longer Mrs. Liu. If he wants to drive me away, I can only get out of here."
Ran Ran didn't say anything, but still looked at her with a smile...
Qin Keqing said: "Young Master should know that it is difficult for a woman like me to resist and survive."
Randomly said: "You want to follow me?"
Qin Keqing smiled again, her smile was sweeter and more touching... But she suddenly stopped smiling and shook her head slowly.
Randomly asked: "What do you want?"
Qin Keqing said: "Actually, he has always been good to me. The house I live in is big, the bed I sleep on is very soft, and I eat well every day. My clothes are made of silk shipped from Persia."
He nodded casually and said, "I can see that you are a woman who has never endured hardship."
Qin Keqing said softly: "Actually, Keqing really wants to follow Young Master, but for a woman like me, Young Master, can you support me?"
He smiled happily and shook his head.
"Young Master must also know what happened back then!"
"I know."
"Ding Peng is back, he is back to take revenge."
"I know too."
After obeying his arbitrary words, she suddenly took off the thin gauze...
She was as white as jade, and her fair and flawless skin glowed with a layer of soft honeyed light under the candlelight... If the gauze covered her moving figure, then her graceful figure was even more prominent at this moment.
Under the gauze, there are tight-fitting sleeves and a loose floral skirt...
A smart woman, a woman who understands men, must know that when she wants to seduce a man, she must not strip herself naked in one breath.
Qin Keqing knows the truth well. This is the moment when she is most charming and charming. She believes that this man is willing to do anything for her at this moment.
Because she still had her clothes waiting for this man to take them off.
Her eyes are charming and passionate, her red lips are delicate and charming, her figure is graceful and moving, and her smile is even more seductive.
"I know that the young master is a capable man. As long as you kill him and Liu Ruosong, I will become a poor widow. A poor widow, and Ding Peng will never make things difficult for me."
He nodded arbitrarily and said, "You're right."
Qin Keqing smiled sweetly and said, "Fortunately, this poor widow can get all her husband's wealth after his death. Whoever marries her doesn't have to worry about money, and he doesn't have to worry about being unable to support her."
Randomly said: "But some people won't agree."
Qin Keqing asked in surprise: "Who?"
"Right behind you!"
When Qin Keqing turned around, she really saw someone.
Song Zhong was standing behind her. Qin Keqing didn't know how long he had been here. It seemed like he had been here for a long time... He held a sword in his hand, a murderous sword that had been unsheathed and glowed with cold light.
"Why, why do you do this?"
Facing this angry man, Qin Keqing said, "You should understand why I did this."
Song Zhong roared: "I don't understand."
Qin Keqing said lightly: "I just want to survive!"
Song Zhong said in disbelief: "In order to survive, you are willing to be with him...with him..."
Qin Keqing said: "People are trying to survive, what's wrong with this? If you can stop Ding Peng and you are not afraid of him, I will ask you to kill Liu Ruosong, and I am also willing to marry you, but can you do it?"
Song Zhong lowered his head and remained silent because he couldn't do it.
Qin Keqing said softly: "It's time for you to go."
"Walk?"
Hearing these words, Song Zhong suddenly raised his head again and shouted: "I won't leave."
Qin Keqing said calmly: "What if I don't leave?"
Song Zhong's eyes were red and he said in a hoarse voice: "I can kill him, whether it's Ding Peng or him, I can kill them for you."
Qin Keqing smiled, sarcastically, so dazzlingly.
The sword flashed and stabbed towards Anyan's throat.
Ran Ran was a little surprised when he looked at the stabbing sword, because the way Song Zhong looked at him was so familiar to him. He had seen that kind of fear and panic countless times.
But few people can eliminate such fear, and few people dare to use a sword against themselves.
But Song Zhong did it, finishing with one sword. His shot was not only accurate, but also ruthless, and even very fast.
If a person who uses a sword can forget the moves, then his swordsmanship will be very good, because changing at will is the highest state of swordsmanship.
If a person who uses a sword can forget life and death, then his sword skills will be very fast, because such a person will not hesitate when taking action. Once the sword does not hesitate, it will naturally reach three points faster.
Song Zhong's sword can't be said to be brilliant, but he no longer hesitates. For him, if he can't kill Anyan, it's better to just die.
The incredible sword was almost there. It came to the door of any side, and then a finger flicked on the sword's edge.
With a "ding" sound, no sparks flew, and the sword edge trembled.
The sword light was suddenly chaotic, as chaotic as a rain of flowers...
The sword in Song Zhong's hand suddenly shattered into hundreds of pieces, and the fragments flew into the beams, into the walls, and also into the floor.
Song Zhong's hands were numb from the shock, and he stepped back seven or eight steps before he stabilized his figure. When he looked at the man again, his eyes were no longer fearful, but helpless and desperate.
The man just pointed a finger, a seemingly random finger, giving people a clean, elegant and dusty feeling.
But under this finger, his sword was completely shattered and broken.
How high is his martial arts, and who is he?
Qin Keqing laughed again. Her eyes were shining when she looked at Random. Her laughter at this moment was extremely beautiful, as if today was the happiest day of her life.
But when she was laughing, another person came.
Her splendid feathered clothes are like clouds, and her long hair is shawled like flowing clouds. Although her face is still covered with a layer of gauze, so that no one can see her face, her watery eyes are not muddy and dusty, and they are bright and intelligent.
With a weak and boneless figure, Pingting's slender waist is even more difficult to grasp.
Even Song Zhong was stunned by such a woman.
Qingqing said to him: "It's not you who deserves death, but her. In fact, you know better than anyone else."
Song Zhong glanced at Qin Keqing, who stopped laughing, and said in a deep voice, "I know."
Qingqing asked: "Then why didn't you kill her?"
Song Zhong gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Qingqing said: "You are reluctant, you still have a glimmer of extravagant hope... Do you know who the person you wanted to kill just now is?"
Song Zhong glanced at Ran Ran, who was still smiling, and shook his head.
Qingqing sighed softly: "His surname is Ren, which means. You must have heard of this name."
Hearing this name, Song Zhong was stunned... Suddenly his eyes widened, his pupils shrank, and he looked up at the man with a smile in disbelief.
"No...no way, Tian...Tianjun is already dead."
Qingqing said: "They don't want him to be alive, so you think he is dead."
Song Zhong murmured: "Silver hair, white clothes...you are really the king of heaven, you are really him."
A man who was not afraid of death actually began to tremble again. He began to be afraid again. Qin Keqing didn't understand, and she didn't understand why Song Zhong looked at her like that.
She had seen this look when he was killing people.
Qin Keqing waved her long sleeves lightly, and the cold star at seven o'clock was knocked out by her.
Song Zhong was hit in the eyes, chest, and throat, but the sword in his hand also pierced Qin Keqing's heart... Although the sword was broken, it still had an edge.
Both men fell as blood splattered.
Qin Keqing, who was lying on the ground, was still looking at Ran Ran, and saw the faint smile on the corner of his mouth... Suddenly she remembered, who Tianjun was, and what she had heard from that person when she was still a child. story.
She already knew why Song Zhong was afraid and why he wanted to kill herself, because she had no choice.
