Jian Zhaoxing

Chapter 447 Sacrifice for Love
Bright red blood slowly flowed out, piercing Jiang Liuyun's heart.

He clutched his wound and staggered a step:
"Lin, Lin Zhiqing, why are you so heartless?"

Lin Zhiqing breathed a long sigh of relief:

"If I weren't ruthless, I would have died long ago when I was falsely accused of poisoning my cousin."

"Jiang Liuyun, I thought you were meticulous, but now it seems you are still a bit lacking compared to your father."

"If you're going to be ruthless, you have to be ruthless to the extreme."

Jiang Liuyun looked at Lin Zhiqing, his surprise vanishing in an instant, followed by a bitter smile.

Indeed, Lin Zhiqing has always been decisive.

After discovering that he had done something wrong, she never gave him a kind look again.

What is he still hoping for?

Lin Zhiqing took the jade flute back from Jiang Liuyun's hand:

"The people you have been toying with all along will fight desperately to survive if they get the slightest chance."

"Just like I am now."

After saying that, she turned around and continued walking forward.

Jiang Liuyun's wound was bleeding profusely. He grabbed the tree trunk for support, his eyes filled with Lin Zhiqing's every smile and frown.

"call!"

Suddenly, a tremendous gust of wind arose in the once utterly silent forest.

wrong!

Lin Zhiqing frowned; the voice was clearly directed at her.

familiar!

So familiar!

"Qing-mei, be careful!" Lin Yangyang's voice rang out from not far away, her words coming quickly and urgently.

It's Jinniang, she's caught up with us!

Lin Zhiqing's pupils contracted as the figure appeared behind her in an instant, leaving her no time to react!
Jinniang's silk ribbon danced in the wind, like a long snake, heading straight for Lin Zhiqing's back.

Even though Lin Zhiqing didn't see the ribbon, he could already sense Jinniang's murderous intent.

The surroundings were eerily quiet; Lin Zhiqing could barely hear the sound of her own heartbeat.

"puff!"

Only after a sound of vomiting blood rang out did all the sounds return to Lin Zhiqing's ears.

The sound of leaves falling.

Jiang Liuyun's cry of pain.

Lin Zhiqing turned around abruptly and saw the silk ribbon lying at Jiang Liuyun's feet and Jiang Liuyun's figure slowly falling to the ground.

If it weren't for him, that ribbon would have landed on Lin Zhiqing.

"My lord!" Jinniang's eyes widened, and tears fell to the ground.

She disregarded everything else and ran towards Jiang Liuyun.

Things happened so suddenly that Lin Zhiqing looked at Lin Yangyang behind Jinniang.

Lin Yangyang also stared wide-eyed, seemingly not understanding how things had developed to this point.

"My lord, wake up! Why are you here? Why did you take that blow for Lin Zhiqing?" Jinniang held Jiang Liuyun in her arms, tears streaming down her face.

Jiang Liuyun's breath was very weak, but he smiled slightly.

"I've found you, Jinniang."

“Your injuries haven’t healed yet, so I caught up with you very easily.”

"Why are you so foolish? My father is already dead. Killing Lin Zhiqing is just a verbal order."

"Why do you take the words of a deceased person as gospel?"

These few words contain a lot of information.

Lin Zhiqing realized that Jiang Liuyun hadn't come here specifically for the Lin family.

He came with Jinniang.

Why did Jinniang come here? It's because Lin Zhiqing is here, and Jiang Yunhe left Jinniang with the task of killing Lin Zhiqing.

Lin Zhiqing closed her eyes.

The news that she led the Lin family to Huiyan Peak to pay respects to Lin Congrong was deliberately leaked by Chaoyan.

The purpose was to lure Jinniang and Jiang Liuyun into a trap.

Her people lost track of Jiang Liuyun, which is why she wanted to find him again.

Jiang Liuyun did indeed come, but he came to intercept Jinniang. Everything connected in such an absurd and coincidental way.

Lin Yangyang came to Lin Zhiqing's side and immediately began to examine her body.

Lin Yangyang breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she was alright.

Jinniang gently stroked Jiang Liuyun's face, her gaze fixed on the dagger:
"Who hurt you? Lin Zhiqing, you were with Lin Zhiqing just now, wasn't that Lin Zhiqing?"

Jinniang looked up at Lin Zhiqing, the hatred in her eyes almost solidifying.

She gently put Jiang Liuyun down, then stood up: "My lord, I will kill her now to avenge you and the Marquis!"

Lin Yangyang frowned and stood in front of Lin Zhiqing again.

But Jinniang did not fight with her.

Seeing Jiang Liuyun holding her back, Jinniang could no longer move her feet.

Jiang Liuyun's voice was even lower than before: "Jin, Jinniang, when will this cycle of revenge end?"

“You once said you wanted to retire to the mountains and forests. Now, now is a good opportunity. Let go.”

Large tears rolled down Jinniang's face. She took a deep breath and turned to embrace Jiang Liuyun.

"Even now, you're still defending her."

"I promise you, I promise you, I won't kill her. Stand up, and let's be an ordinary couple!"

She cried as she covered Jiang Liuyun's bleeding wound.

But in the end, it was all for naught.

Jiang Liuyun's breath was weak, and he placed his hand on Jinniang's hand:
"I'm sorry for what I did to you in this life, but I will definitely make it up to you in the next life."

Then, he looked up at Lin Zhiqing.

He opened his mouth slightly and said two words.

He seemed to have run out of strength, and no one heard his voice.

But he smiled and closed his eyes.

Then, his hand fell limply to his side, and his breath dissipated in the wind.

This definitively sealed his death.

"My lord!" Jinniang's heart-wrenching cries rang out, and the fallen leaves in the forest danced in the air, as if bidding farewell.

Lin Yangyang pursed her lips and turned her head away.

Lin Zhiqing closed her eyes.

She heard it.

Jiang Liuyun apologized to her.

The past suddenly came to an end at this moment.

It was both so logical and so unexpected.

Lin Zhiqing had thought about how Jiang Liuyun could die many times.

Even the stab she gave Jiang Liuyun just now was enough to send him to meet the King of Hell.

But Jiang Liuyun chose the most tragic one.

Her emotions were very complicated.

Jinniang, who was not far away, slowly stood up.

She didn't look at Lin Zhiqing, but wiped away her tears and tidied the stray hairs on her forehead.

Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, a bright smile bloomed on her lips.

Jinniang's face relaxed, her eyes softened, and Lin Zhiqing's heart skipped a beat:
"Cousin, stop her..."

"puff!"

"My lord, I've come! I've come to find you!" Jinniang grabbed the long sword in her hand and slashed her neck without hesitation.

Blood stained the leaves red, but she smiled with relief.

Her body slowly collapsed into Jiang Liuyun's arms.

Lin Yangyang quickly stepped forward, still wanting to press on Jinniang's wound.

But it's no use.

Both Jiang Liuyun and Jinniang have lost their voices.

"Qing-meimei, they, they all left together." Lin Yangyang's tone was very complicated.

She didn't know how to face all of this.

Lin Zhiqing's gaze wavered, and she turned away, refusing to look at the horrific scene.

The wind has stopped; it's over.