Chapter 297 Two Void Stage Masters Had Died
Two figures were fighting in the sky, one holding a saber, the other a sword. They aroused blasts of wild winds. The surrounding air was roaring, mixed with seeming thunder.
At last, "crack", the sword was broken and fell from the sky. Blood was spattered down to the ground.
The two figures in the sky separated. Each flew down on and stood at a corner of a building's roof.
From Hong Luan's red cuff blood was dropping. The sword in hand had been broken. At the broken end of the sword, blood was dropping too. In a short time, the roof under her feet had been dyed red.
"I beg you one thing." She pleaded with Qin Hao.
"You say. But I may not agree." answered Qin Hao coldly.
"Bury me together with him, will you?" She wanted to be buried together with Duan Lang.
Qin Hao slightly raised his eyebrows, "Honestly, I'm touched by your words. If you haven't bullied my woman, I'll agree. But now I won't."
"You, if you don't agree, I'll still...die..., die with him."
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