His sword directly penetrated the armor on his body, which showed how ruthless and decisive his strength was, leaving him no room for hesitation.
He really had thoughts of committing suicide.
Han Fei held his head, tears falling down, and shouted: "Qin Che! Qin Che!!!"
Han Fei couldn't imagine what kind of willpower he had to use to be so cruel as to pierce his chest. She tore off her clothes and desperately tried to block the wound on his chest. That bloody hole.
However, even though her hands were covered in blood, she still couldn't increase his life force by a second.
Han Fei almost watched Qin Che's vitality disappear little by little, and the blood on his chest had already wet the cloth.
It felt as if she had killed him with her own hands.
Han Fei couldn't stop her tears. She stammered: "Qin Che, hold on, I will save you, I will save you! You won't die!"
Han Fei desperately took out the medicine bottle she carried with her. Her hands were trembling and she almost couldn't pour out the pills inside. She also dropped many pills. She couldn't care how many pills she took, she just wanted to give them to her. Qin Che poured it in.
But Qin Che couldn't swallow it at all and vomited it all out.
Han Fei suppressed her collapse. She put the pill into her mouth, then lowered her head and directly touched his lips, pried open his mouth, and put the pill in, even if she tasted the blood in her mouth. taste.
At this time, Qin Che was already vomiting blood.
Han Fei's tears became even fiercer.
He finally forced him to swallow the pills, but Qin Che's life-threatening illness was not cured.
He weakly grabbed Han Fei's hand and whispered: "I'm sorry..."
"I don't want to hear you're sorry!!! I don't accept your apology! Live for me!! Qin Che! Live for me! Otherwise I will not forgive you! Never!"
It was the first time that Han Fei was so out of control emotionally, and the fear of losing him was constantly eroding her heart.
Han Fei has never experienced this feeling.
They have gone through so much. She died several times but came back alive and returned to him. She thought they would never be separated, but this time, Han Fei faced the powerless relationship so intuitively for the first time. clear…
He is dying.
He is dying.
"Qin Che... Qin Che... please, don't leave me!"
No matter how much Han Fei cried, Qin Che's breath was disappearing little by little. At the last moment, Qin Che grabbed Han Fei's hand and said a difficult word.
"Han Fei... I... feel happy for you..."
"In this life, I am the only one I love most..."
"The home of the soul is your heart..."
When he finished speaking the last word, a mouthful of blood poured out of the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were completely closed.
"Qin Che!!!"
Han Fei shouted heartbreakingly, but... the person she loved could no longer hear her.
No breath at all.
Han Fei hugged his body, lowered her head, and covered her face with her hair.
At this moment, the world seemed to have stopped.
War broke out, and the shouts and collisions disappeared.
The world seems to have lost its color.
he took her
world.
She was still holding his body in her arms, but she could no longer feel his breathing or his call.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe a long time, or maybe a short time.
She finally let go of her hand and gently laid Qin Che down on the ground. She knelt down on one knee. She stretched out her right hand in the shape of a fist and slowly leaned it against the heart on the left side of her chest. But she raised two fingers of her hand and placed them in the center between her eyebrows. She lowered her head slightly, maintaining this strange posture.
Her hair covered her face, and she couldn't see her appearance or her expression at this moment.
She opened her mouth gently and whispered something in a voice that only she could hear.
"Now that I am here, you can be here, looking forward to missing each other and looking at each other. If things in this life are chaotic, if the world is full of intrigues, if this life is chaotic and enchanting, I am willing to hold a long sword in my hand, cut through thorns and thorns, and I hope to protect you all my life."
The tone of his voice was not steady, and there was still a tremor that had not calmed down, but every word he spoke seemed to have spanned time, life and death.
"What you wish for, what you think about, what you think about, I will spend my days and nights for you, I will be born for you, it is no longer enough to travel all over the mountains and rivers for you, the prosperous world, three thousand worlds are looking forward to meeting each other, if the world of mortals is troubled by the battlefield, I promise Your next life will be splendid and glorious, and the city will be filled with fireworks."
Every word has a distant atmosphere, as if it has penetrated the darkness of the night.
Han Fei was looking at Qin Che, even if he couldn't open his eyes at this moment, even if he couldn't make any response at this moment, even if at this moment... all her promises had become absurd and disappeared.
Tears fell drop by drop, rolling down her face, leaving deep tear marks.
The scenes that still happened were from the time she first met, they promised each other, they fell in love with each other at night, and they only wished to love each other.
She is the Golden Guard, and he is the Demon King of the Demon Realm.
They are inherently antagonistic to each other, and they cannot live together, make peace, or make peace.
When they first met, in the peach blossom forest, she looked back and smiled, which amazed his eyes. From then on, the seed of love took root and quietly sprouted.
She still remembered that the dark shadow that had been following her had protected her countless times in the dark. Even though she was so powerful that she didn't need protection, this thought was hidden deep in her heart.
Slowly, slowly, she also remembered that figure, until that day, she turned around, the two met, their eyes met, and in an instant she knew that the person in front of her was a demon. It's the devil.
It is obvious that we should not meet, we should not know each other, and we should obviously not fall in love with each other, but how can we expel the figure that is rooted in our hearts
She put down her sword, her beliefs, her identity, and everything she had ever pursued. She was willing to become an ordinary person for him, and she was willing to become a demon for her.
And he... was willing to split his soul for her, just to resurrect her again, to appear again, and to be entangled again.
Thousands of years ago, she was a goddess and he was a divine guardian.
When they met again, she saw him curled up in the heavy snow.
She thought that was the first time they met, but she didn't know that at that time, he had been waiting there early, pretending to be the weakest day after day, which made her feel pity. He had always known ,
She is the most soft-hearted.
She took him back and took good care of him, but she didn't know that all this was his plan and he stayed by her side. This time, their identities were finally no longer in opposition, and they were no longer forced to separate.
The war started, and he became the most solid existence behind her. He was a divine guard, but he was only a divine guard who protected her. If she wanted the world, then he would help her get it.