The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

In the past, Qin Yunchuan would have saved fan Xi no matter how much of a bastard he was.

This was because great Qin needed an emperor, and Qin Yunchuan did not want that position.

But now...

When Qin Yunchuan saw the young girl resolutely press the dagger against Fan Xi's neck, the scene made Qin Yunchuan shudder with fear and his eyes nearly pop out of their sockets.

He was not worried about Fan Xi, but the young girl, Qing He...

He had been pestered for so long in the front yard.

For such a long time, if the he did not save the girl then she would have become dirty. Now, she would submit to nobody.

The girl is a very determined character. She can not submit to Fan Xi under, so, she will only choose death!

Almost...

He will never see his maiden again.

Fan Xi shouted, let him save him.

But Fan Xi himself... What did you do?

On his wedding night, Fan Xi wants to force his newly-wed princess to be bold and unbridled in his wedding night.

Fan Xi... Where did he end up?

In the bridal chamber, because of Qin Yunchuan's preferences, the long sword that had been stained with the blood of many rebel soldiers was hung on a wall.

Qin Yunchuan walked over.

He pulled out the sword and held it in his hand. With a malicious expression, he walked step by step towards Fan Xi and Xia Ling.

"Prince Qin, be careful with your attacks. The Emperor is still in the hands of this Ji woman!" Someone shouted from the side.

Qin Yunchuan did not say a word. He only stopped and gave the person a deep look.

This look made the person feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He knew that he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly dodged to the side.

Meanwhile, Xia Ling's dagger was still pressed against Fan Xi's neck as she watched Qin Yunchuan.

Fan Xi was filled with expectations for Qin Yunchuan.

Xia Ling looked at Qin Yunchuan. Her almond-shaped eyes were calm and clear.

...

Qin Yunchuan walked in front of them.

After looking at Xia Ling and Fan Xi, Qin Yunchuan raised his sword with an expressionless face.

The sword gave off a cold light as it pierced straight through Fan Xi's abdomen.

Due to Qin Yunchuan's ruthlessness, the hilt of the sword pierced through Fan Xi's abdomen. As for the remaining half of the sword, it trembled slightly behind Fan Xi's back.

Fresh blood gushed out of Fan Xi's mouth.

He never expected that Qin Yunchuan would treat him in such a manner!

Back then, he had risked his life to save him. Had Qin Yunchuan forgotten about their past friendship?

A woman was really just a woman. Yet, he was so heartless as to take his life?

"I..." Fan Xi widened his eyes as blood spurted out of his throat again.

He stared at Qin Yunchuan, his heart filled with hatred.

However, this time, no one would condone him, nor would they tell him the answer.

Without even looking at Fan Xi, Qin Yunchuan released his grip, and Fan Xi fell heavily to the ground.

With a sword piercing through his body, even a Daluo immortal would find it difficult to save him.

Qin Yunchuan stared at Xia Ling with deep eyes. He raised his hand and grabbed Xia Ling's hand that was holding the dagger.

Fan Xi had already collapsed, but the girl's posture of holding the dagger looked at him. Her eyes moved, but her movements remained the same.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here. It's me... I'm late."

Qin Yunchuan said.

He grabbed Xia Ling's hand, took her dagger, and pulled her into his embrace.

At that moment, Xia Ling looked at him.

"Qin, I'm not pointing the dagger at you. It's just that my hand has been raised for too long and it's a little numb."

"Yes." Qin Yunchuan lowered his head