Six steps to the left, ten steps back.
While Qin Lin was reciting silently in his heart, he stepped on the last piece of land with his right foot and suddenly saw light. The sun broke through the clouds and sprinkled on his face, carrying a gentle wind, not as cool as the autumn wind at all.
"Out?"
Ning Jiuwei followed closely behind, looked at the sunshine, and said.
Hearing Ning Jiuwei's words, Qin Lin nodded, but the next second, the smile froze on his face, because dozens of pursuers appeared in front of him.
Not to mention Qin Lin, even Song Xiang was stunned. He didn't know what was going on. He arrived here inexplicably, and suddenly the empress and the fourth prince of Dali, whom he had been looking for for a long time, appeared in front of him.
"Quickly, arrest them, arrest them."
Song Xiang was stunned, but his mind was still very clear. He looked at Qin Lin, waved his hand, and said.
Qin Lin's eyes were cold and he took a few steps back to protect Ning Jiuwei. At this time, if they really faced each other, it would be their side that would suffer, so they should run if they could.
"The Queen, I have been ordered to take the Queen back to the palace."
Song Xiang did not directly come up to fight, but instead held up his hands and said, after all, he knew how much Di Qingchen cared about Ning Jiuwei, and he did not want to offend Daliang's first favorite empress, so he tried not to use force if possible.
After hearing Song Xiang's words, Ning Jiuwei said coldly: "I am not the queen, and I have nothing to do with your emperor. You should go back and report to him now."
"Your Majesty, please don't embarrass me. Your Majesty is very angry because of Your Majesty's escape from marriage." Song Xiang looked at Ning Jiuwei with an unchanged expression and spoke.
Ning Jiuwei was about to say something, but Qin Lin raised his hand to stop his words. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the cold light made people feel fear at a glance.
Song Xiang's eyes instantly became alert. He waved the sword in his hand and looked at Qin Lin defensively. The Emperor had already ordered that everyone except the Queen should be killed on the spot.
"Be careful." Ning Jiuwei said softly.
Qin Lin smiled and nodded. The sword in his hand made a buzzing sound, and he fought with Song Xiang. With his martial arts, he should have the upper hand, but the opponent had many people.
On the contrary, they were hampered everywhere. The remaining few people went around to the rear and tried to take Ning Jiuwei away. Before they could get close, they were killed by Mo Yu.
Occasionally, the fish that slipped through the net for a day or two were wiped out by Ning Jiuwei himself. The three of them just fought and retreated, all the way back.
It is said that the road is boundless, but Ning Jiuwei's path is a dead end. Steep cliffs and bottomless valleys can make one's legs and feet weak at a glance, let alone fall.
Ning Jiuwei couldn't help but wailed in her heart, and stepped forward to help Qin Lin. The pursuers were getting fewer and fewer, and they were getting more and more tired. She thought that if she persisted, she would be able to fight her way out.
However, Di Qingchen's arrival blocked all escape routes. Ning Jiuwei never expected that Di Qingchen would chase after him.
When it comes to Qin Lin's body skills, it can be said that Di Qingchen is on par with him. But now, Qin Lin is close to exhaustion and is obviously no match for Di Qingchen. This makes Ning Jiuwei very angry. I just felt that Di Qingchen was taking advantage of others' danger.
"Qin Lin, if I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time. I advise you not to cause Jiuwei and you to suffer." Di Qingchen said coldly.
"Fight if you want. I don't want to communicate more with people like you who only know how to play tricks. And Jiuwei, even if she suffers before me, she will never leave with you, a hypocrite. You will die this way." Take it easy." Qin Lin was really upset when he saw this Emperor Qingchen.
When Di Qingchen heard Qin Lin's words, he ignored them. He turned his eyes to Ning Jiuwei and asked in a sad voice: "Are you really going to choose him? Even if you don't know your own memory at all?"
"Yes, I am very happy with him, unlike you." Ning Jiuwei's eyes were indifferent, but there was also a bit of guilt in her eyes.
"I should know, but after asking so many times, I still want to ask again." After Di Qingchen finished speaking, the corners of his lips turned bitter.
Ning Jiuwei looked at Di Qingchen and said, "Di Qingchen, we all have our own lives, why do we have to force ourselves to be together? Let me go."
"Impossible, Jiuwei, you can say leave so easily, but I can't. Do you know how much effort I have put in for you? If it was really as easy as you said, I would have let go a long time ago. Why bother? Wait until now.”
After Di Qingchen finished speaking, he looked at Qin Lin and said, "Let's make a break today. You can only let go if I die. If you want me to never bother Jiuwei in the future, then kill me. Anyway, I will never hold back."
After hearing Di Qingchen's words, Qin Lin also had a strong fighting spirit. This time, he would never back down, even if the person in front of him was his younger brother. He could give anything but Jiuwei.
... ... ..
Di Qingchen and Qin Lin had been fighting for an hour under the sun. It was obvious that Qin Lin was a little exhausted, but they could still fight to a draw. Although Ning Jiuwei was worried, it didn't help.
Her head began to feel dizzy again, and scenes of fighting began to flash in her mind. Qin Lin was covered in blood and lifeless, while Di Qingchen was standing there, motionless.
'puff'
At this time, a cold arrow shot out from nowhere and hit Qin Lin's right shoulder, causing his arm to lose strength instantly. The hand holding the sword was released, and the tiger's mouth was numb, but the soft sword directly Falling off the cliff behind him.
"Di Qingchen, you are despicable." Ning Jiuwei's eyes widened, looking at this scene, without thinking, he rushed over, glared at Di Qingchen, and cursed.
Di Qingchen didn't care. He stretched out his hand and pulled Ning Jiuwei over with his inner strength. He looked at Qin Lin and said, "A soldier never tires of deceit. He was careless."
"Qin Lin, do you want to jump down from here by yourself, or should I help you?" Di Qingchen said, pointing his sword at Qin Lin's throat and pressing forward step by step.
But Ning Jiuwei's acupuncture points were directly sealed by Di Qingchen, and she could only watch this scene happen. She looked at the seriously injured Mo Yu with pleading eyes, and felt sad in her heart.
At this time, Ning Jiuwei's head began to hurt violently again, as if someone was tearing it from the middle, making her gasp.
"Go to hell." Di Qingchen opened his thin lips and penetrated with his long sword.
"Mo Yu?"
Qin Lin was stunned. He looked at Mo Yu who was blocking the sword for him. He took a deep breath and stared angrily at Di Qingchen. His fists were clenched together. If he recovered from his previous injuries, he might not be like this. Embarrassed.
Di Qingchen was stunned for a moment, and then moved harder and harder, directly piercing Mo Yu's back and attacking Qin Lin behind him.
Qin Lin couldn't avoid it, and his feet slipped. He felt that his body had lost its center of gravity. The wind roared in his ears, and he fell off the cliff in an instant. The desperate look in his eyes on the cliff was deeply engraved in Qin Lin's mind.
"Jiuwei, I'm sorry, I broke my promise again. I will look for you again in the next life."