After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Chapter 365 I Don’t Allow

Shen Qingqing didn't even have a chance to speak.

She only saw Jiang Liqian flying up with the wind and raising her hand. Although there was no sword in her hand, she could vaguely see the outline of a sword.

The wind was howling, and the dark clouds that had not yet dispersed were once again accompanied by thunder that resounded through the heavens and earth. Purple lightning flashed from the southeast corner to the northwest in the blink of an eye. Jiang Liqian's eyes were fixed on her, and the sword in her hand flipped, and the lightning turned into a dragon body and rushed into her sword body.

Immediately afterwards, she saw dazzling lightning rushing towards her, thousands of horses neighing in unison, and heaven and earth were silent.

The breath of death suddenly enveloped all her senses.

Her hands couldn't move, her feet couldn't move, her head couldn't move, and even her heart seemed to stop beating.

The only remaining self-preservation consciousness frantically called the system in his mind: "Help...Help me, I don't want to die..."

[Sizzle…sizzle…]

[The host needs to pay 30,000 points to resist this fatal injury. Is the host willing to pay this amount? ]

"Yes! Yes!"

[Exchange completed, host points cleared.]

Shen Qingqing was completely unable to perceive the outside world. When she regained consciousness, she was lying in the rubble, half of her body was unconscious, blood covered her face and body, and even her soul felt as if it was about to be shattered.

My whole body aches indescribably.

But fortunately, fortunately... she is still alive!

She is not dead yet!

Shen Qingqing couldn't help but look up, and she was horrified to find that half of the Qiankun Platform had been shattered, and the ruins where she was were exactly the half of the Qiankun Platform that was shattered.

Amidst the jagged rocks, only that man stood alone, his long sword humming.

In the deathly silence, she could still see the murderous intent in her heart.

The scene seemed to freeze at this moment, and she could only watch as she slowly raised her sword...

"Master, save me—!"

"Qian'er, stop!" Master Zhongdao jumped up and waved his long sleeves. A binding formation instantly bound Jiang Liqian's right hand tightly.

He hurriedly landed in front of his young disciple, and only then could he see that her eyes were red, the sword in her hand was shaking, the sword intent was rampant, and the chaotic sword energy was almost tearing the remaining half of the Qiankun Platform into pieces.

He sucked in a breath of cold air. Borrowing the sword's afterimage was such a profound magical power that could only be achieved by combining man and sword. And the sword that allowed her to borrow the shadow was actually Shi Tian, ​​the demon god of the sword tomb whose identity was hard to determine!

This...how is this possible?

Could she be Shi Tian's sword master? !

"Qian'er, wake up quickly. This sword is too violent and has affected your mind. Let it go!" Master Zhongdao was anxious and distressed. He pointed at her eyebrows with both hands, and a high-level Qingxin Formation immediately appeared at her eyebrows.

A steady stream of spiritual energy poured into her altar, suppressing the violent anger surging in her heart.

At this time, Xu Youan also broke through the barrier of the Qiankun Platform and rushed up. Seeing the actions of Master Zhongdao, he also followed suit and formed seals, using the Qingxin Formation to cleanse her altar.

Looking at the flying sword light, he ignored the backlash of the sword energy, approached forcefully, and grabbed the remaining sword shadow.

Bright red blood suddenly gushed out and dripped onto the ground.

"Senior Sister," he said, his eyes red, as if he couldn't feel the pain in his body, and coaxed her softly, "I'll help you kill her, will you let go?"

Cold tears slid down Jiang Liqian's eyes. She stared blankly at Xu Youan's starry eyes, her lips trembling from losing blood.

"Little junior brother."

"Master..."

The sword shadow shattered and she fell down.

Xu Youan hugged her tightly, his right hand covering the wound on her abdomen, and a steady stream of spiritual power flowed from his palm into her body.

The healing formation suddenly unfolded, and the soft light quietly enveloped the girl in his arms, giving her all the warmth.

Master Chongdao stood nearby, wanting to help, but looking at the look on his little disciple's face, he knew he couldn't help. He sighed deeply, turned around, and tried to pull Jiang Xun over.

Jiang Liqian stretched out her pale hand and clenched Xu Youan's clothes. The light and shadow in her eyes shattered and her voice choked.

Like a piece of bamboo that has been broken sharply.

“I consider her as my closest relative.

"Junior brother, I regard her as my closest relative..."

"I know, Senior Sister." Xu Youan held her waist tighter, letting her press against his hottest heart: "I know everything..."

Jiang Liqian felt that Xu Youan was lying to her. How could he know? No one else could know the betrayal and pain she had experienced in her previous life except her.

Her hesitation, her helplessness, and her pain must be swallowed by her alone forever, and she doesn't even have anyone to cry to.

But strangely, looking at his eyes that were red and about to cry, she actually felt that he knew and could feel how much pain she was in.

Her conscience, her morality, her bright and righteous path have been torn, twisted, and struggling with her hatred, her vengeance, and her abyss of killing.

She didn't want to slide into an irredeemable abyss, so she escaped. She rejected all the people and things from the past. She tried to find the balance between light and darkness in her heart.

But the appearance of Shen Qingqing and the knife she stabbed at her just like in her previous life easily shattered the illusion she had created for herself.

She felt scared.

Fear that reaches deep into the bones.

She could not bear the warmth that she had finally obtained. Her master, senior brothers and sisters, Shui Lian'er, Qin Beiyao, her relatives, friends, teachers, and junior brother were once again taken away from her life.

She couldn't imagine that one day she would lose them... She didn't want to fall into the devil's way, she didn't want to become an evil cultivator obsessed with killing. This was not the path she longed to pursue, she didn't want to become like that!

Please don't force her, okay?

Don't let anyone force her...

She buried her head in his arms and hugged him tightly, as if grabbing the last piece of driftwood: "Junior brother, if one day in the future, I am a little bit bad, don't be afraid of me, don't leave me, okay?

"If I'm truly beyond redemption, tell me, explain my crimes clearly, and I'll let you kill me, just so I don't end up being hated by you for no apparent reason... I can die. I'm not afraid of death. I'm willing to sacrifice my life for your cause..."

"Senior Sister!" Xu Youan shouted, interrupting her in panic, his chest full of anger and forbearance.

"I won't allow you to die," he gritted his teeth, "I won't allow you to die. I won't allow you to sacrifice your life for some broken path. No one is more important than you, and no one can ask you to do this!"

"You have no responsibility to sacrifice yourself, no responsibility to think you are guilty, no responsibility to be selfless, no responsibility to put everyone else before yourself! You should think about yourself. You need to be selfish. Why can't you be selfish and become a selfish person? Can't the Tao tolerate even a little selfishness?

"If that's the case, then what great path are we pursuing?"