Princess Huai Shang is still in my hands!

Marshal Qinglong's words were like thunder on the ground, which made me tremble all over! It was not until then that I remembered that yes, Princess Huaixiang was indeed still in her hands!

Before, because of the sign of being possessed by Huai Shang Ge, I asked for help from Marshal Qinglong. Generally speaking, if someone found in the Ministry of War, he would directly kill him to avoid future troubles. But for my sake, Marshal Qinglong took him away and said that he would use other methods to save her. And I have been busy passing the news of the Demon Slaying Conference to my uncle these days, and temporarily put the matter of Prince Huai Shang Ge behind his head. He never expected that Marshal Qinglong would mention it at this time.

There is no doubt that Marshal Qinglong used this to threaten me and asked me to surrender, otherwise I would have to take action with Huai Shang Ge. But how could I submit? I am an intern member of the Dragon Group and I bear the responsibility of defending the country. I also have to pass on the news of the Demon Slaying Conference. How could I leave my life here? How could I ignore the security of the country for the sake of the love of my children?

I asked me if I like Huai Shang Ge. Of course I like it. I will give up my life for her. If I were just alone, it wouldn't matter if the head on my neck was lost, but I was carrying even more difficult tasks. My life is not only mine, but also related to my uncle's life safety, many members of the Dragon Group, and the safety of the entire country. How can I act voluntarily!

But in front of Marshal Qinglong, I definitely couldn't express this meaning. I could only endure the heartache, bit the bullet, and said coldly: "It's just a woman, do you really think you can hold me?"

After hearing my words, Marshal Qinglong obviously took a breath of cold air, his eyes filled with shock, and he said in surprise and angrily: "Wang Wei, don't you feel conscience when you say such words? Do you say you are worthy of the Princess Huai Shang? How sad she should be when she hears your words!"

In the eyes of Marshal Qinglong, I was obviously a scumbag, a scumbag whose conscience was eaten by dogs. But I knew that the more I seemed to be indifferent, the more likely I would be to be safe, just like the indifferent appearance of my uncle every time I was kidnapped.

So I continued to grit my teeth and said, "To be honest, there are at least seven or eight women in my life. One more is not more, and one less is not less! Do whatever you like, but don't want to threaten me with Wai Shang Ge! I'll ask you, are you willing to let us go?"

As I said, I continued to hold the charlatan in my hand tightly.

Marshal Qinglong looked at me, as if he was looking at a stranger, his eyes were full of disappointment and sadness. She shook her head gently and asked again: "Okay, even if you don't take Huichang seriously, what about that person? That person protects you again and again. If it weren't for him, your life would have been gone long ago! If you have a little conscience, you should be grateful. This is how you repay him?"

I know who the Marshal Qinglong is talking about, the man who has a high status in Ye Ming, probably second only to the Empress Dowager, and has issued imperial decrees again and again to save me from water and fire, between life and death. To be fair, that person treats me well, and I don’t know when he was optimistic about me, and I wholeheartedly want me to have higher achievements and development in Ye Ming. It is because of that person’s existence that I escaped from death again and again and grasped many secrets about Ye Ming. The kindness that that person has given me is indeed higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. If I see him, it is not an exaggeration to say thank you to him a hundred times.

But unfortunately, we have different positions. I am the right person, he is the evil person, and we are also incompatible with water and fire!

Although I am in Ye Ming, there are not many people who are good to me, but there are still a few. It is because of these people that I feel the pain and torture of the Infernal Affairs. But, just like Chen Daoming in the Infernal Affairs, no matter how painful or tormented, I always remember my identity as a policeman, knowing what is right and wrong, what is black and what is white, and always sticking to the justice in my heart!

So I gritted my teeth again and said, "So what? It's not what I asked him to do this! We haven't even met each other, why should he be so kind to me? According to me, he just wants to cultivate his own power in Yeming. No one is stupider than anyone else, don't fool me!"

After hearing my words, Marshal Qinglong took a breath again, obviously not expecting that I could say such a heartless thing. Now she is completely disappointed and desperate, thinking that I am helpless. She smiled bitterly and shook her head, and sneered twice: "Okay, okay, I always thought you were affectionate and loyal, but today I realized that I had completely misunderstood someone! Since that's the case, then go and die!"

Then, Marshal Qinglong let out another angry scream, and then quickly rushed towards me with a dragon hunting knife in his hand!

Marshal Qinglong was very fast, like a tornado, and in a blink of an eye it ran to me. It was impossible to tell that he was a five-month-old person. I immediately raised the charlatan to resist and fought with her locally. If my current strength was equivalent to that of Ximen Niu, Crazy Luohan and others, then there was still no chance of winning against people at the marshal level.

But after this fight, I immediately realized that Marshal Qinglong's skills were indeed not as good as before. She was five months pregnant and it was impossible for her to have no effect. Now, although she still looks brave and fierce, she is already a little clumsy in every move. She is panting before she hits a few times. Her power and momentum are much worse than before.

I also seized this opportunity and attacked more and more fiercely, forcing Marshal Qinglong to retreat. If this continues, Marshal Qinglong will sooner or later be defeated by me. As expected, after dozens of moves, Marshal Qinglong showed signs of declining. I also seized a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and swept her chest hard!

If this stick is hit hard, it will at least pull Marshal Qinglong to death and fall to the ground and never get up again.

However, at this moment, the young master Wan Du behind him suddenly shouted: "Wang Wei, you are really fucking ruthless. Marshal Qinglong is so kind to you, can you do it?!"

Young Master Wandu was full of anger in his tone, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with my behavior. He thought I was an ungrateful wolf. But in fact, even if he didn't say this, I couldn't do it. Before this, I thought that with my inner righteousness, I would definitely kill Gods and kill Gods. When I met Buddhas and killed Buddhas, no one could stop me. But when I really started, I realized that I overestimated my determination. Facing the Qinglong Marshal who once pampered and loved me, unless I was really a stone heart, I could not do it ruthlessly!

At this moment, many past events emerged in my mind. I still remember that in the Ministry of War competition, in order to vent my anger for me, Marshal Qinglong directly covered Marshal Zhuque's head, and even wanted to use force and force with Marshal Zhuque in public. In order to avoid being killed by Ximen Niu, he even openly disobeyed Jianxilai's orders and was unwilling to let me go on stage. When Lin Wan'er interrogated me, she was always protecting me and prevented Lin Wan'er from tortureting me with special means...

What impressed me the most was that in order to help me resist the cold air in my body, Marshal Qinglong took off all his clothes and pressed on me, awakening the pure yang energy of a male in my body, so that later the scandals were flying all over the sky without any scruples...

I am not a plant or a tree. Who can be ruthless?

For a moment, all kinds of memories came like a tide, and the weight was so heavy that I could hardly breathe.

Because of these heavy memories, I was unable to chop this stick in the end.

How can I bear it!

But Marshal Qinglong took advantage of my stagnation opportunity and slashed his backhand hard at my chest...

When the masters fight, the winner is often in a moment. I didn't slash this stick, but Marshal Qinglong's sword was cut, so the winner is decided. My body quickly flew backwards. With a "thump" sound, I fell heavily to the ground, and a big hole was opened in front of my chest, and blood quickly covered my clothes like a spring water.

"Swish!"

The moment I landed, Marshal Qinglong rushed forward quickly, and the dragon hunting knife in his hand pointed at my throat, making me unable to move.

I looked at the young master Wan Du next to me with resentment, meaning that I can’t do it, but I can do it!

I am still recalling all the past, but I have already left it behind and I wish I could kill me immediately.

Mr. Wan Du understood what I meant, and even laughed: "Forget it, being able to die at the hands of Marshal Qinglong is also considered to be the accumulation of virtue of our ancestors. Anyway, I am willing to do it. I have said the old saying, "Die under the peony flowers, and being a ghost is also romantic!"

When Mr. Wan Du died, he could even laugh. He could make up such a set of fallacies to comfort himself. I was convinced by him.

And Marshal Qinglong still pointed his knife at my throat and said coldly: "Wang Wei, I will give you another last chance. Would you like to abandon the little king of hell and join us Ye Ming?"

I raised my head and looked at Marshal Qinglong with a frost-faced face. Her big belly was also very conspicuous. I couldn't help but think in my heart that my belly was so big that I was flying around and fighting. I was too confident in her own body. Are you really not afraid of any mistakes?

"I ask you, have you heard it?" Seeing my eyes dissipated and there seemed to be signs of distraction, Marshal Qinglong was immediately furious and asked again. At the same time, the dragon hunting knife in her hand also moved forward one inch again, only a few centimeters away from my throat. The cold and cold air overflowing from the blade made me unable to help but get goose bumps.

I know that if I say "no", Marshal Qinglong's dragon hunting sword will be cut off without hesitation, and my life will be completely explained.

According to the general stopgap method or the theory of "a real man can bend and stretch", at this time I should pretend to agree and save my life first and then talk about it. It will not be too late to find a way to escape in the future. But for some reason, I really can't bear to deceive Marshal Qinglong again. As Mr. Wan Du said, it would be better to die at her hands - death under the peony flowers, and being a ghost is also romantic.

At this moment, all my ambitions and intentions disappeared. Although I was carrying the heavy responsibility of the country and the Dragon Group, I had already done my best. I had a clear conscience and could not change the entire situation. So I looked up and said, "Marson of Qinglong, kill me. We are incompatible with good and evil. After all, it is impossible to withstand water and fire. Either you die or I die."

My words were righteous and righteous, as if I had firmly occupied the right side of justice. But to Marshal Qinglong, it was very inexplicable. She frowned: "Good and evil are incompatible? Wang Wei, you think too much of yourself. As far as I know, the things that the little king of Hell do are similar to ours. Why do you think you are the right side?"

When I said this, I consciously became an intern team member of the Dragon Group, so I couldn't help but feel righteous and passionate. But after Marshal Qinglong said this, I realized that in the eyes of Ye Ming and others, the Little King of Hell was not a good person. He attacked cities and land everywhere, did whatever he wanted, and mastered a large number of underground forces, which was as close as them.

I also realized that I had missed it. If I delved into this issue, I would probably sell my uncle Long as the captain of the team, so I immediately changed my tone and said, "At least we didn't want to subvert the state power!"

Marshal Qinglong snorted coldly: "Stop talking about yourself so noble. In the eyes of the country, there is no difference between us!"

I thought to myself, the difference is so big. Even if my uncle is really a heinous villain, at least he would not dare to go against the country. Your organization is much crazy. But I also know that it is meaningless to argue with Marshal Qinglong. She has been seriously brainwashed like Huai Shangge and cannot change her thoughts for a while, so she stopped talking and acted like "I want to kill and cut, and I will just listen to the supreme devotion."

Facing my silence, Marshal Qinglong was very angry. The dragon hunting sword in his hand moved forward a little longer and said, "Wang Wei, do you deserve me like this? Are you worthy of that person? I will ask you last, are you willing to join Ye Ming?"

I have done things like this. Marshal Qinglong seems to have not given up on me yet and insisted on pulling me over from the little King of Hell. I am very grateful for her actions, but if I do not do anything, I will never betray my uncle. So I simply closed my eyes and acted calmly.

The cold blade penetrated a hint of cold air, like the breath of death, spreading over my neck. Now I am very close to death, almost one step away from the knife. I just kept talking and complaining about my attack on Marshal Qinglong, now I don’t say a word and stop talking.

Marshal Qinglong was even more annoyed when he saw me silently, and his patience finally came to an end and he didn't want to argue with me anymore.

"Then you go and die!"

After Marshal Qinglong said this with gritted teeth, the dragon hunting knife in his hand slashed it without hesitation.

The cold sword energy instantly poured down like a mountain.

With the strength of Marshal Qinglong, I should have killed me in an instant? I have no doubt about her means and accuracy in killing, but I still frowned involuntarily and said that she was going to die calmly, but at this moment, who can really remain indifferent?

This moment is as long as ten thousand years.

Although I have been on the verge of life and death several times, I have never really died after all, and I don’t know what death really feels like. I just feel that the whole world seems to have stopped, no space, no concept of time, and it seems that everything is nothing and nothing.

Is this the feeling of death? Why do I still have consciousness?

I really feel nothing, I can't feel the pain, nor the pain at all. I can even feel the sound of the wind everywhere, but it's very comfortable and comfortable, as if I'm back in my mother's cradle.

However, at this moment, the voice of Mr. Wan Du rang out: "Wang Wei, don't pretend to be dead, Marshal Qinglong didn't slash you!"

Um?!

I immediately opened my eyes and saw the dragon hunting knife shining with murderous aura still lies above my neck, but it did not slash it down.

What's going on?

My eyes slowly moved upwards, looking at the owner of the Dragon Hunting Sword, Marshal Qinglong. Marshal Qinglong was gasping for breath, staring at me with his eyes straight, his face full of resentment and sadness. He looked like he was so angry that he was not as strong as steel, and her eyes were unexpectedly rosy, and crystal tears filled it.

Marshal Qinglong cried.

Marshal Qinglong actually cried!

I couldn't believe my eyes, and my heart was filled with shock. In my impression, Marshal Qinglong was almost synonymous with "Iron Lady". I have never seen her she shed half of tears. When I was in the provincial capital, even when she was facing the little Hell who was terrifying like a god of killing, she did not look like she was afraid, as if she could never be beaten or beaten.

But now, her tears were dripping, as if she had encountered something so sad.

Is it because I can't bear it?

Marshal Qinglong and I looked at her, and she also looked at me. I wonder if it was my illusion, but I always felt that there seemed to be a little complicated feeling in her eyes full of reluctance and unbearableness...

I didn't dare to think deeper, because I thought it was unlikely, it was completely impossible...

It was at this moment that the voice of Mr. Wan Du rang again: "Marson Qinglong, I knew you were reluctant to kill us, so let us go! Wang Wei, thank Marshal Qinglong for his great kindness!"

No matter what the reason Marshal Qinglong did not kill me, I knew that my life was saved, and my mouth moved a little. Just as I was about to say the word "thank you", a tear suddenly slid down Marshal Qinglong's face and happened to drip on my lips.

There are many salty, bitter, and there are many unexplainable tastes.

I was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything anymore.

With a "whirl", Marshal Qinglong suddenly withdrew his dragon hunting sword and his body straightened. Although her cheeks were still wet, no tears dripped down, and instead they were covered with frost and murderous aura.

"Get out, don't let me see you again!" Marshal Qinglong said coldly.

I was stunned for a moment.

I was just stunned for a moment.

I immediately realized that Marshal Qinglong was going to let us go. No matter what the reason was for her, I couldn't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so I immediately turned over and rushed to the front of the young master Wandu, and undid the rope on his body quickly, then carried him on his body, and rushed into the forest without looking back.

Mr. Wan Du turned around and shouted: "Sister Qinglong, we're leaving. If you are destined to see you again, I will love you forever, and my promise to you will always be valid..."

The so-called promise of Mr. Wan Du Gong is to take Marshal Qinglong to wander around the world. He is willing to be the father of the child in her belly... In my opinion, this is a typical toad that wants to eat swan meat. Even Marshal Qinglong with his child is not something that Mr. Wan Du Gong Gong Gong Gong Gong Gong Gong Gong is not able to match.

Yes, not worthy.

I don't want to admit that I'm jealous.

I carried the young master of Wan Poison and tried hard to drill into the mountains. At this time, I didn't care about any route. The further away from the Qinglong Marshal, the better, in case she suddenly changed her mind and chased us to kill us. My feet kept running forward, crossing the ditch, and crossing the stones. I went all the way into the dense forest, and went wherever I was dark.

Mr. Wan Du lay on me and murmured in a resentful tone: "I really envy you boy. He has made both a pure jade girl like Dinghuai Xiang Ge, and a mature lady like Ding Qinglong. You are not as handsome as me. What's wrong with women now... Alas, if Marshal Qinglong can shed a few tears for me, I'm worth it!"

Mr. Wan Du said this to the point. Marshal Qinglong couldn't bear to kill me, so I could understand it, just like I couldn't bear to kill her. After all, the relationship between us is quite deep, which is considered human nature. But the last few tears she shed really made me a little confused. I feel that her feelings for me are a little inexplicable, and I don't know if I am self-inflicted...
To be continued...