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

Hold Ling Aotian's hand tightly!

She kept telling herself that the heartache was just caused by the defeat of her country.

Ling Aotian was momentarily at a loss for what to do after the sudden force in his hand. He subconsciously lowered his head to look at Xue'er. Perhaps Xue'er didn't know whether his expression was still one of disgust or not?!

But Ling Aotian saw it clearly and carefully.

That day in the council hall, he wanted to chop off Ling Aoxue's hands to threaten her into submission, but she threatened him to let Ling Aoxue go with her own life.

Those rolling tears, the decayed face, and the sorrowful expression on his face at that moment, he would often recall them in nightmares in the days that followed.

Yes!

He knew Xue'er's expression now. Although it was not the same as before, a hint of the light from then flashed from the corner of her eyes.

Ling Aotian was in a hurry. He turned Xue'er's body over with his big hand and immediately protected her behind him. His eyes were bloodthirsty and crazy as he stared at the purple and white in front of him:

"Hmph! Which of you will go first?"

Ling Aotian seemed to have become crazy and irritable because of Xue'er's sadness just now.

Roar out loud, that's right!

He would not let Xue'er die, but he would not let these two people in front of him get away with it, especially Ling Aoxue!

It seemed that this earth-shaking roar instantly brought the minds of everyone in the hall back to their senses.

The beautiful scene of hugging each other a moment ago has returned to reality amidst this violent sound.

Old General Shangguan Yan also immediately became energetic and stood beside Ling Aotian in a flash.

Nangong Feixue took a step forward. Although he didn't see Ling Aoxue's face, her profile was enough for him to know what Ling Aoxue was thinking at the moment, because he and he must be thinking the same thing!

Could it be that Xue'er really fell in love with Ling Aotian?

Because at this moment, Xue'er in front of them looked at them like strangers!

Shouldn't it be said that he is just a stranger to her?

Even though the expression changed for only a split second, the feeling was real. Xue'er seemed to still have a glimmer of awareness towards the silly Ling Aoxue.

Nangong Feixue was extremely upset at the moment, but there was still some rationality left in her mind.

That is, he will not lose to the man in front of him. There must be a reason for everything. He doesn't believe that Xue'er will forget him just like that!

That day, she was so charming and gentle as jade, how could she be lying?

She must have been controlled by that bastard Ling Aotian.

Once he made up his mind, he would become furious and raise the Frost Sword in his hand:

"Humph, I'm just gasping for breath, am I afraid of you?"

The playboy image of the past was no longer there. He turned his head and glanced at Ling Aoxue, who seemed to be still in shock.

He wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words back as they were about to come out of his mouth. He turned around and flew in front of Ling Aotian.

In an instant, Ling Aotian pushed Xue'er to the side of the hall with his inner strength.

"Shangguan Yan, please protect the queen!"

"Yes!"

Everything happened so fast. In the blink of an eye, the golden and white wings had already exerted their full strength and fought together. The color of the air changed drastically. It was a battle between two masters, and neither would stop until the other was killed.

Ling Aoxue finally made some movement. Perhaps the fight between the two was too fierce, and the originally magnificent hall was instantly covered with countless sword marks and palm prints.

Ling Aoxue seemed to be just like Xue'er just now, nestled in Ling Aotian's arms.

That expression!

That feeling!