Suo Qingjun Chapter 29
byBlood peony burns the heart
The black figure was like a thunder, rushing towards Elder Zhang.Jin Xianling’s eyes were full of rage, and his five fingers turned into claws, and with a strong wind, he actually used a killing move.
Elder Zhang was on guard for a long time. While avoiding it, he shouted sternly: “Traitor! How dare you take action!”
Before he finished speaking, the elders and disciples around him drew their swords one after another, and the swords were shining brightly, surrounding Jin Xianling.
“Xian Ling! Stop!” Qing Feng’an’s voice was filled with anger. He raised his sword and stepped forward, trying to stop Jin Xian Ling, but was blocked by two elders.
“Sect Master! This man is so ambitious that he stole the Xuanqing Order and killed the elders. He is an unforgivable crime! You must never protect him again!”
Qing Feng’an’s sword blade was pressed against the long sword in front of him, his eyes full of anxiety.He looked at Jin Xianling who was under siege, and at the splatters of blood on the young man’s black robe. His heart felt like it had been cut repeatedly by a dull knife, and the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.
This is obviously a trap!
Elder Zhang and others were pressing forward step by step and speaking decisively. It was clear that they had planned it in advance.But he had the title of sect master, but he couldn’t protect his disciples.
Jin Xianling’s martial arts skills are no longer what they used to be. His figure shuttles in the sword light, his palms are sharp and his moves are brutal.Every time he takes action, it is with the determination to break the cauldron.
He knew that there was no way to argue about what happened today.
What these people wanted was never the truth, but his life.
They even want to use his life to drive a wedge between him and Qing Feng’an.
Jin Xianling’s gaze passed over the heavy sword light and landed on Qing Feng’an’s anxious face.He looked at the white hair on his master’s temples and the regret in his eyes, and the crazy paranoia in his heart turned into a pool of hot blood.
“Master!” Jin Xianling let out a long roar, and the wind of his palm shook away several people in front of him. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he smiled wildly, “I, Jin Xianling, was born with demon bones. I kill people and set fires without hesitation! I took the Xuanqing Order, and I killed the elder guard! It has nothing to do with anyone!”
He deliberately raised his voice, and every word was like a sharp knife piercing Qing Feng’an’s heart.
He wanted everyone to know that he was the culprit.
He wanted to clear Feng’an and put aside all ties.
Qing Fengan’s pupils shrank suddenly, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.He looked at Jin Xianling’s determined eyes and listened to his heart-wrenching words, and felt a sweetness welling up in his throat.
“You’re talking nonsense!” Qing Feng’an shouted sternly. He suddenly broke away from the elder in front of him, raised his sword and rushed towards Jin Xianling, “Go back with me! I believe you!”
Jin Xianling looked at his charging figure, a flash of pain flashed in her eyes, which was immediately replaced by fierceness.He turned around suddenly, and the wind from his palm was directed towards his heart.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the robe on his chest red, as well as the remaining peony leaves on the ground.
“Qing Feng’an!” Jin Xianling’s voice was so cold for the first time, without a trace of warmth. “From today on, I, Jin Xianling, will sever my ties with the Xuanqing Sect! I owe you nothing!”
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly rose up, like a lone eagle with broken wings, flying towards the cliff.
“Xian Ling!” Qing Fengan’s voice was heartbreaking. He wanted to catch up, but was tightly entangled by Elder Zhang and others.
“Sect Master! You must not pursue him! This person is evil-hearted and has already become a demon!”
“Sect Master! Xuanqing Sect’s reputation is important!”
The voices of dissuasion and every word are heart-breaking.
Qing Fengan watched Jin Xianling’s figure disappear into the clouds and mist on the cliff. Looking at the piece of peony root stained red with blood, she felt that all her strength had been drained away.
The long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, the sword trembled and screamed.
The evening breeze carried the smell of blood and peony, blowing towards my face, like a grand memorial ceremony.
Elder Zhang looked at Qing Feng’an’s devastated look, and a trace of imperceptible pride flashed in his eyes.He slowly put away his sword and said in a deep voice: “Sect Master, the traitor has escaped. The most urgent task is to find the Xuan Qing Order and explain it to the martial arts colleagues.”
Qing Feng’an did not speak, but slowly squatted down, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked the crushed peony petals on the ground.
The touch of his fingertips was cold, with a hint of blood.
The remaining peony leaves weep with blood and burn all the infatuation.
He knew that Jin Xianling did not betray him.
He knew that Jin Xianling was trying to protect him.
But he didn’t even have the qualifications to catch up.
Under the mist-shrouded cliff, the black figure fell heavily to the ground.Jin Xianling coughed out a mouthful of blood. He struggled to raise his head and looked in the direction of Xuan Qingzong.
The fierceness in his eyes faded away, leaving only a broken tenderness.
“Master…” He called out in a low voice, his voice hoarse, “Wait for me…”
Wait until I come back and tear apart this web of hypocrisy.
When I come back, I will protect you for the rest of your life.
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