The princess has arrived! The older sister's soul is too high

I will make you beg for mercy under me!

With a turn, only the wind blew by, and Ling Chujun was no longer on the high platform.

……

Nangong Feixue was obviously a step slower than Ling Aoxue. After all, this was the imperial city of Jinjing.

Although she had been here as a child, the corpses were everywhere and her sense of direction was a little slow for a moment. Although the steps were not far, Nangong Feixue secretly clicked her tongue.

It seemed as if just one step slower would make a huge difference. Nangong Feixue frowned slightly from time to time and tried her best to speed up her pace.

The couple hugging each other seemed to have been aware of the two people rushing towards them from outside the palace.

But this did not affect the mood of the two, they still hugged each other, and the love between you and me in my eyes could not be ignored or doubted!

boom!

All that could be heard was the sound of a sword sliding to the ground. Although compared to the sounds of fighting outside, the sound of the sword hitting the ground was much weaker.

But it was enough for the two people hugging each other in the hall to hear it clearly!

In just a split second, Nangong Feixue followed Ling Aoxue into the Wolong Hall. Nangong Feixue was not surprised. Why did Ling Aoxue's hands tremble so much that she couldn't even hold the sword?!

Because this scene was not only seen by Ling Aoxue, but he also saw it!

However, Nangong Feixue suppressed the pain in her heart with her left hand, and her right hand, which was holding the sword, was shaking, so that the sword would not slip.

Perhaps it was because of the sound just now that Xue’er had to pay attention to the situation in front of her.

She raised her head slightly, looked at Ling Aotian's face first, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Although the smile was shallow, everyone in the hall could see the deep meaning behind it.

It was a reassuring smile, a comforting smile, and it seemed as if the words that made Ling Aotian feel at ease were spoken in that smile.

In an instant, Ling Aotian seemed to have a magical weapon in his hand, his aura was so majestic that it filled the sky!

Xue'er turned her head slightly and looked at the two people entering the hall, although their armor was still on.

But anyone with a discerning eye could tell from the bloodstains and the grayness that it must have been a tough battle before they could stand here.

Xue'er didn't know why, but when she saw the purple-gold armor, she felt a sense of déjà vu.

She knew that this was the Sixth Prince, the Snow King, because they had met him before in the hunting ground, and he had fought desperately to protect the emperor when he was trying to assassinate him.

In fact, she never understood why the Sixth Prince rebelled.

She only knew that all the troops in the world were handed over to him. That was Aotian's trust in him, but he...

Thinking of this, Xue'er glared at the purple-gold man with a pair of sharp eyes.

But when their eyes met, she clearly saw the sadness on the man's face.

Even more like scared, yes!

That's right!

The man in front of her was afraid of her, as if he valued himself very much and was very afraid that she would hate him.

That's right!

This should be the feeling, and I suddenly realized that my current expression should be disgust, right?

But I subconsciously felt sad for the man in front of me, and secretly felt reluctant to let him go. Why was that?

Xue'er shook her head violently, trying to forget all her inner uneasiness.

Now is not the time to think about these things, but I can’t suppress the feeling in my heart!

Yes!

My heart hurts!

She is in pain!

why?

why?

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Xue'er increased the strength of her hands as if she was risking her life!