Li Ji clenched his fists once more. His face was ashen, but he didn't say anything for a long time.
Dingdang looked at him mournfully, her eyes gradually filled with despair. She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she slowly crawled up from the ground.
The mountain breeze blew, and her clothes fluttered in the wind. Her pink dress was like a peach blossom in spring, beautiful and delicate. Her hand lightly brushed her face, wiping away her tears, but she couldn't wipe them clean. Her white fingers picked up her loose hair and placed it beside her ear, making her look more tidy and beautiful.
Under the sunlight, the peach blossom like woman trembled slightly in the wind. It was as if she was at her most beautiful and desolate before withering.
She softly said, "Li, do you dislike me?"
Li Ji didn't say anything.
Dingdang stared at him in a daze. After a while, she slowly lowered her head and said, "I know."
Li Ji snorted and suddenly said, "Don't pretend to be so pitiful. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking when you suddenly lit a torch at the top of the mountain? Isn't there a lover at the bottom of the mountain that you're calling up? These days, you've been cuckolding me countless times! "As he spoke, his face became incomparably angry as he stared fixedly at Dingdang.
Dingdang shook her head, her face pale. "I didn't do anything wrong. But if you must think that way, there's nothing I can do. If you don't want me, I-I … "She seemed to be in so much pain that she couldn't speak. After a while, she gritted her teeth and said," If it wasn't for you, I would still want to cultivate. Give me back my spirit stones. At worst, we'll just become strangers. "
Li Ji angrily said, "Didn't I tell you just now? I don't have them now. A thousand spirit stones is not a small amount. Wait for me for a while. At the latest, I'll return them to you in a year."
Dingdang put her hand on her chest and smiled sadly. "You also know that it's not a small amount. How can I wait for you for a year? I don't know what you'll be like by then. In short, I beg you to give me a way out. Either bring me up the mountain or give me back my spirit stones. I'll take a trip to the Immortal Mirror. "
"No!"
Dingdang clenched her teeth and said, "If that's the case, then I'll risk it all and make a trip to South Pine Mountain."
Li Ji was startled and his expression changed greatly. He shouted, "Slut! What do you want to do? Are you trying to make me the laughingstock of the entire clan so that I won't be able to raise my head in the future? "
Dingdang looked at Li Ji, her lips trembling a few times. In the end, she gave a perplexed smile, turned around and walked towards the mountain path.
Li Ji shot forward like an arrow, grabbing Dingdang's shoulder, he angrily said: "What are you trying to do, are you crazy? Why must you force me like this? "
"I didn't force you!" Dingdang pushed him away and continued to walk forward, choking with tears, "I, I am just an ordinary girl, I don't think so much, I just want …"
Before she could finish her sentence, Dingdang's body suddenly stiffened, and she stopped moving.
The lakeside of the Dragon Lake suddenly quietened down. It was as if even the slightest breeze had suddenly disappeared.
Slowly, Tink lowered her head and looked at her body.
A bloody blade had pierced through her abdomen. Dark red drops of blood slowly dripped down from the blade, falling onto the muddy ground below, mixing with the muddy mud, forming a dark color.
An intense pain surged from her abdomen like a tidal wave, as if tearing her delicate body apart, crushing her heart. She slowly turned her head, with a trace of despair and disbelief, she looked at the man behind her.
"You …" She pointed at Li Ji, crying out in a low voice.
Li Ji growled, pulling out the blade, causing blood to splatter everywhere. Dingdang wailed, her body trembled and was about to fall, when Li Ji suddenly grabbed her arm again. His right hand was like an Asura demon, and that cold blade once again pierced into Dingdang's chest.
"Ugh …" Dingdang's entire body shrunk, as if she was a child afraid of pain. Her pale face was devoid of blood, and she looked at the man beside her in despair. Li Ji once again pulled out the blade, and took a step back. Fresh blood gushed out, and instantly dyed half of Dingdang's body red.
Dingdang slowly fell down, her face still had a look of disbelief, but in the end, her face slowly calmed down. She only quietly looked at Li Ji not far away, her eyes filled with sorrow and pity.
… …
Suddenly there was the sound of the wind, suddenly there was an angry roar, and suddenly a figure rushed out from the mountains, in a moment rushing in front of Li Ji, knocking him away from Dingdang's side.
Li Jiren was startled in mid-air, but he immediately turned his hand and stabbed the blood-stained blade towards the figure that was rushing towards him.
The person who rushed out was Lu Chen, facing the blade, he dodged to the side, and punched towards Li Ji's face.
Li Ji had already been a disciple of the Thousand Autumns Sect for a period of time, and even though it could not be said to be a small success, it could be said that he had made some progress in the lowest realm of cultivation, the Qi Refining Realm. No matter what, he was still stronger than the average person. So when he saw that the person was the villager from Qingshuitang Village at the foot of the mountain, he immediately laughed coldly, steadied his body, and raised his arm. As long as he blocked this sneak attack, then he would be able to kill this mortal without any cultivation, it would be a piece of cake.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right thigh. In an instant, he felt as if his body was being torn apart. Li Ji screamed and retreated in terror. Looking down, he saw that when Lu Chen's fist was about to hit his face, his other hand had viciously grasped a black dagger. Moreover, it had mysteriously and silently avoided all of his senses, directly stabbing into his thigh. Immediately after, it viciously pulled to the side, fiercely cutting out a ghastly wound.
This kind of method, this kind of evil, it was really something he had never heard of before. He obviously did not have any cultivation, and was just a normal person, but in reality, in an instant, he was almost defeated. Li Ji could not stand steadily, and directly fell to the ground, for a moment his eyes looked at the black short sword in Lu Chen's hand that was like a devil, and actually had some traces of fear.
Lu Chen still wanted to go forward, but suddenly from behind, he heard Ding Dang's voice: "Lu Chen …"
Lu Chen's footsteps paused for a moment, looking at the frightened Li Ji, he immediately put away the short sword, walked to Ding Dang's side, and hugged her body.
In the blink of an eye, blood gushed out, staining the clothes on his chest. Lu Chen did not say anything, only lowering his head to look at Ding Dang's body. His gaze swept across the girl's bloody stomach, and then looked at the wound on her chest.
Ding Dang trembled.
Lu Chen silently hugged her tighter.
Ding Dang looked at him with some difficulty, and said in a low voice: "My injury … You, can you still save me?"
Lu Chen hugged her, and after a moment of silence, he slowly shook his head.
Ding Dang began to cry. She cried in grief, her tears like pearls falling down, landing on her bloody body. After a moment, she looked at Lu Chen with hazy teary eyes, like an innocent child carrying her last hope, stretching out her bloody hands, and lightly and weakly grabbed onto Lu Chen's clothes, leaning her head on his chest, choking with sobs, even her voice was trembling as she said:
"I, am I going to die?"
Lu Chen hugged her tightly, meeting her gaze, after another moment of silence, he said in a low voice: "Yes."
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