Ah!
Zhao Xiao let out a pained scream.
Gu Zhongying was stunned as well, but he reacted in an instant. Feather blades condensed in his hand and shot forth, cutting down the guards around them.
"Miss Hun Xian'er, hurry and leave!"
Gu Zhongying said.
"Since you saved me, you have already defied Dou Luo Immortal Lord's wishes. We might as well go all the way and kill him!"
Hun Xian'er said.
"No!"
Gu Zhongying shook his head and refused.
But suddenly, his body jolted, his eyes turned vacant, and a pitch-black long blade appeared in his hand. He thrust it straight at Zhao Xiao's glabella.
At that moment, Zhao Xiao's Immortal Soul had been severely wounded and he had no time to defend himself. Gu Zhongying's blade pierced through his glabella. Zhao Xiao let out a miserable cry, staring at Gu Zhongying in utter disbelief. "You... you..."
However, before he could finish speaking, he lost all breath.
Gu Zhongying soon regained his senses. Seeing Zhao Xiao lying before him, he said in disbelief, "Th-this... what exactly happened? How did I kill Zhao Xiao?"
"I do not know either. Just now, after hearing what I said, you decisively killed Zhao Xiao!"
Hun Xian'er said.
"Then so be it. You are right. Once I rescued you, there was no way back for me. At worst, I will flee with my younger brother!"
As Gu Zhongying spoke, he immediately took Hun Xian'er and left the pavilion.
He had no right to judge Dou Luo Immortal Lord's actions, but he knew that he had wronged Lu Ren. The only thing he could do was rescue Hun Xian'er.
"Right, there is someone else I need to save!"
Gu Zhongying brought Hun Xian'er to a secluded place within the imperial palace.
"Who?"
Hun Xian'er asked.
"Liu