The spring breeze on Hu Qing's face suddenly dissipated, and the redness on her skin immediately turned pale. Her beautiful and affectionate eyes were filled with disbelief, "Langjun, you, you????" With a "puff" sound, her body, which had been hit by the sword energy, could no longer hold on. She spat out a large mouthful of blood, which splashed on Zhao Yun's chest bit by bit, and was full of pain and sorrow.
Zhao Yun laughed coldly and said, "Do you want to ask me why I killed you? Don't you know it yourself? "
Hu Qing's slender hand clutched her chest weakly, and the tears in her eyes surged out. It was unknown whether it was because she couldn't hold it in after being seriously injured by the sword energy, or because of Zhao Yun's ruthless grievance. She stared blankly at Zhao Yun and said intermittently, "I, I, how did I make Langjun angry? Langjun, cough, cough, I have no complaints to be able to die in Langjun's hands. It's just that, from now on, I can't accompany Langjun anymore. Langjun, you must be well. "
"You bastard! Under my sword, you dare to play with people's hearts and insult my relationship with Qing'er? " Hearing Hu Qing's affectionate words, Zhao Yun was furious. Without thinking, he stabbed Hu Qing's heart again, "Mirage, you are really stubborn!"
"Mirage?" Hu Qing looked at Zhao Yun in despair. She didn't know why Zhao Yun was talking nonsense. She used all her strength and just wanted to say goodbye to Langjun, but her body couldn't hold on any longer. She opened her mouth slightly and couldn't make any sound. She only had a last longing breath.
"Did I misunderstand Qing'er? Was everything just my imagination? " Seeing Hu Qing's situation, in an instant, the cold sweat on Zhao Yun's forehead flew down like a waterfall. His right hand, which was holding the sword, was also covered with sweat. He could no longer hold it firmly.
"Was I really wrong?"
Zhao Yun, who originally wanted to immediately swing his third sword, hesitated. He needed some time to calm himself down.
"No, I can't be wrong! No! "
Zhao Yun replayed the process of entering the Celestial Supreme Palace in his mind. Once again, he confirmed that he did not do anything wrong. He had indeed been disturbed by Mirage's hypocrisy earlier, but now he was fully awake: the person in front of him was a Mirage!
Zhao Yun looked at Hu Qing coldly. "You still want to lead me astray? Are you waiting for me to waver? Let me tell you, your calculations are completely wrong. If I wasn't completely confident, I definitely wouldn't have made the first strike, because I couldn't bear to risk Qing 'er's life. As for you, very well, you've provoked my anger. Have a good taste of the pain of not being able to die. "
The Mighty Fighting Divine Sword emitted a faint cold light. It quickly slashed, actually wanting to cut off Hu Qing's right arm. Just as the divine sword was about to reach him, the seriously injured Hu Qing unexpectedly leaped up. Moving like a cunning rabbit, he barely avoided the sword's edge. At the same time, he turned into an afterimage. Like a flash of lightning, he immediately escaped from the prison.
"Heh, where can you escape to when you're struggling on the brink of death?"
Zhao Yun sneered again. With a move of the Yellow River from the Heavens, he fiercely threw the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword above his head. A strong wind broke through the house, and the divine power shook the heavens. In an instant, not only did the secret cell Zhao Yun was in turn into fine powder, the entire Celestial Supreme Palace also collapsed with a loud bang.
Hu Qing, who was still running at a high speed and fighting for his life against time, suddenly felt his heart jump. His movement and aura were actually locked by a huge force. An inexorable sense of fear covered his heart. "I can't escape at all!"
The black dragon arrived with a roar. With a "swoosh", it mercilessly penetrated Hu Qing's back. The remaining power didn't disappear. It brought Hu Qing down from mid-air and nailed her to the ground.
Zhao Yun leaped in front of Hu Qing and said coldly, "What's wrong? Old beast, are you still unwilling to show your true form?"
"Cough cough, cough cough." With a series of coughs, the beautiful person in front of him suddenly turned into an old blue-faced man. As expected, it was Mirage.
Mirage sighed and stared blankly at Zhao Yun. "You're really too scary. I've really never seen someone as scary as you. I want to know, how did you see through my illusion? Obviously, everything was flawless! "
Zhao Yun felt a burst of fear. If it weren't for that consciousness, he would have really fallen into the hands of Mirage. He looked at Mirage's unwilling face and said coldly, "Do you really think you can play with people's hearts? Do you think you can understand our feelings? Your plan is indeed vicious, but you forgot that I'm a human, and human feelings are definitely not something an old beast like you can understand. "
Mirage muttered to himself, "Human? I clearly considered people's hearts. Even my plan was built on the foundation of people's hearts. How did I fail? "
Seeing that the Raging Fire Killing Formation couldn't subdue Zhao Yun, Mirage knew that Zhao Yun's willpower was very tenacious and her swordsmanship was very wonderful. Therefore, he racked his brains and came up with a plan that was interlinked.
Mirage first used the endless illusory formation to tire out Zhao Yun's consciousness. Then, he used the Gentle Killing Formation to induce Zhao Yun's thoughts. Then, he used the fake death to eliminate Zhao Yun's fighting spirit, making Zhao Yun's willpower relax. Then, he began his real plan.
Mirage knew that the Gentle Killing Formation couldn't confuse Zhao Yun, because Zhao Yun would definitely talk about the so-called "feelings" and wouldn't easily submit to Yu Nian. Therefore, he personally transformed into Hu Qing. He believed that such a beautiful woman who had emotional exchanges with Zhao Yun, as long as he teased her a little, Zhao Yun would obediently fall into his trap and be unable to extricate herself. And he could use the power of the illusory formation to slaughter Zhao Yun's fate at will. He could even turn Zhao Yun into a loyal walking corpse.
In order to make this illusory situation look more realistic, Mirage designed a line of defense to resist Zhao Yun's various palaces and created the so-called master craftsmen. But even so, he was still defeated.
Mirage was really unwilling to accept his defeat, and his defeat was really baffling. Why did the youth in front of him, who was only in his twenties, have such a tenacious and clear-headed willpower? He actually made him lose so badly: "Zhao Yun, I really want to know, where did I go wrong?"
"Because, you don't understand Qing 'er at all! If you were to pretend to be Lan 'er, I would still have a trace of hesitation, but why did you choose to pretend to be Qing' er? "
If she was really Qing 'er, why would she not care about her sister's life and death and insist on spending the spring breeze first? If she was really Qing 'er, why wouldn't she know the feelings between Zhao Yun and Duobao? Instead, she turned a blind eye to Zhao Yun's anxious mood to save someone? If she was really Qing 'er, even if she was annoyed by Yu Nian, why would she be so proactive?
If Mirage transformed into Hu Lan, the situation would be completely different. In Zhao Yun's mind, Hu Lan's impression was that she was mischievous and playful, and even a little ignorant. She really couldn't say that she would do such a ridiculous thing.
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