Chapter 47

  Ling Feng was shocked, his eyes quickly lifted, looking through the thick darkness at him, and in the depths of his pupils, there was an unhidden anger. This man was indeed ruthless.

  Just because of his dominance, he arbitrarily decides on others' life and death?

  Even if she betrayed him, even if she deserved to die a thousand deaths, it shouldn't be up to him to take her life with just one word.

  Ling Feng's heart suddenly rose with a surge of anger, but he forgot that this was ancient times, where there was no such thing as human rights. Here, the strong had always been the ones who called the shots.

  "Xuanyuan Chen, don't be too arrogant!" Murong Lingyun finally couldn't bear it and loudly shouted in anger. How could he, as the Grand Marshal of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, who even the Emperor had to give some face to, be ordered to kill by Xuanyuan Chen?

  "Hmph." Xuan Yuan's face was cold as he sneered, "Am I bullying you too much?" His icy eyes suddenly sank, "If I were really ruthless, Mu Rong Ling Yun, do you think you'd still have the chance to waste words with me here?" If not for his momentary hesitation just now, he would have already gone to see King Yan with her.

  In the darkness, eagle-like sharp eyes shot towards Ling Feng who was still in Murong Lingyun's arms, the deep black night hid the anger and coldness in his eyes, but it couldn't hide the kind of ruthlessness that made people tremble with fear.

  "What's wrong?" Xuan Yuan Chen's lips slightly opened, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth. "Aren't you siblings deeply in love? Doesn't Murong Lingyun cherish you, his sister, especially? Why are you hesitating now?"

  His words were obviously directed at Murong Lingyun, but his eyes remained fixed on Ling Feng. In fact, he knew in his heart that this woman could die for Murong Lingyun, after all, back then in Xiliang City, she had sacrificed even her most precious chastity to save Murong Lingyun.

  But I don't know if Murong Lingyun is like her too? ??

  "Hmph." Murong Lingyun let out a cold hum, "For her sake, no matter what I do, I won't have the slightest hesitation. It's just that you're probably not qualified to decide our life and death yet."

  "Is that so?" Xuan Yuan Chen slightly raised an eyebrow, but his face immediately sank, and he said in a cold voice, "In this world, up to now, there is nothing that I, the king, cannot do. You Murong Lingyun, are probably not yet qualified to break my rules." He paused for a moment, and disdainfully said, "A man who relies on women for protection doesn't even deserve..."

  "Who?!" Murong Lingyun's eyes suddenly widened, and the anger in his eyes was unmistakable, accompanied by a hint of astonishment. His gaze involuntarily turned to Ling Feng, and he asked stiffly, "What do you mean?" Deep down, he felt that Xuan Yuan Chen's words were laced with hidden meaning, and there must be something he didn't know about.

  It is unclear whether this question was directed at Ling Feng or Xuan Yuan Chen.

  Just as Xuan Yuan Che was about to speak, Ling Feng cut in seamlessly, "If Prince really must kill us to be satisfied, then go ahead. Why bother with so many empty words." Her voice was very soft, but on this quiet and dark night, it was extremely clear, clear to the point where Xuan Yuan Che couldn't ignore the cold indifference and faint mockery in her tone.

  She can't let Xuan Yuan Che use that matter to humiliate Murong Lingyun.

  At this moment, she didn't even point out who to kill or who to spare. If they really couldn't escape today and were going to die, then they would die together. She believed that Murong Lingyun wouldn't evade it either.

  "Wind?" Murong Lingyun gazed into her eyes, where emotions quickly flashed by, and his arm around her waist involuntarily tightened, as if he wanted to press her into his body, to feel her existence through that real and tangible sensation.

  Her face slightly turned towards her ear, thin lips almost stuck to her ear, and in a voice that was as small as it could be, said, "I absolutely won't let anything happen to you, you must live well."

  Ling Feng's body suddenly stiffened, and in an instant, he understood his intention. He must be willing to sacrifice himself to protect her, but in Xuan Yuan's presence, he feared that even sacrificing himself might not be enough to save him.

  "If you have something to do, how can I live well?" Her face also slowly turned to him, saying in a low voice that couldn't be lower, "If we really can't escape, let's die together." In the past three years, he has been devoted to her, she cannot repay him, and must learn to cherish it.

  "No." Murong Lingyun's voice was laced with a hint of urgency, and his eyes flashed with a heavy gaze before he spoke again in a low tone, "Have you forgotten about Bao'er? If you die, what will happen to her?"

  Ling Feng's body stiffened again, how could she forget her treasure? If she really died, who would take care of her treasure? Since leaving Qing Shan, she hadn't seen her treasure again, and didn't know what had become of it.

  Xuanyuan's face grew increasingly somber in the darkness, seeming even blacker than the pitch-black night. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold-blooded glint flashed deep within his pupils, like a wounded beast, as if a red light flickered through the profound darkness.

  As her eyes shifted towards Murong Lingyun's hand on her waist, the red glow slowly escaped, and the hand hidden in her sleeve also subconsciously clenched.

  "Good. Very good." Xuan Yuan Chen's voice, which was as cold as it could be, echoed again in the endless black night, and in this not-so-cold deep night, it seemed to freeze all living things within a hundred miles, chilling them to the bone, suffocating them with coldness. Yet no one understood what his "good" meant at that moment.

  The sword in his hand, emitting a cold glow, slowly rose and faced Ling Feng with an icy gaze. "Dare to betray me, you should understand the consequences. If you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish." At this moment, his sword was pointed at her, fueled by the anger and cruelty that were about to tear him apart.

  "Heh heh, Ling Feng's face didn't show a hint of fear or retreat, instead he coldly smiled and said, 'A man who only uses force to solve everything isn't necessarily a true hero. In my opinion, that's just a kind of cowardly escape.'"

  His eyes, like those of a wild beast, flashed with a terrifying glacial light that made her tremble. He gazed at her coldly for several seconds before suddenly bursting into a loud, mirthless laughter, "Hahahaha..." But the smile never reached his expression, only a cruel, blood-curdling chill remained.

  The laughter stopped abruptly, "Well said, really well said. Unfortunately, I've never thought of being a hero. However, you reminded me that maybe I should...". The words intentionally paused, and a cold smile with ulterior motives flashed in his eyes as he gazed at her. The sword on her neck suddenly moved away, and before Ling Feng could react, it stabbed straight towards Murong Lingyun's throat.

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