Qingli looked at herself in disbelief, she walked forward slowly, stood beside Yu Chen, and whispered, "Achen..."
But he didn't hear the same, Weishengxing came over and said: "It's useless, they can't hear it."
Qingli didn't pay attention to him, but only fixed his eyes. Yu Chen hugged her tightly, and said sorrowfully: "Xiao Li, I said I can protect you. It's okay now, let's go home."
She opened her mouth, but blood gushed out. Yu Chen hurriedly wiped her with her sleeves. Mo Mirage stepped forward and said, "Qing Li."
With deep guilt in his eyes, Yu Chen yelled at him sideways: "Get out!"
His voice seemed to have exhausted all his strength. As soon as his voice fell, he pressed his chin to the top of Qingli's hair, and there was blood flowing down his forehead. Xu was unwilling to let Qingli see it. Avoid it on purpose.
Mo Mirage was also a little unsupported. He stuck his saber on the ground and stood upright. He sneered and said, "It's fine now, I have nothing, and the same is true for you. You have lost her. I also lost your Yujiao, how about it, are you satisfied with this result?"
Yu Chen panted heavily, and he turned his head to glared at Mo Mirage, "You stay away from her. If you hadn't insisted on taking Xiaoli away, would she have become like this?"
Mo Mirage still had to speak, but he heard Qing Li's faint voice, and the two of them all silenced to listen to what she was saying.
"Achen, I'm sorry, blame it all, blame me."
The tears in Yu Chen's eyes flowed down and dripped on Qingli's hair. He solemnly said: "Don't say anything, it will be alright, everything will be alright."
Mo Mirage stretched out his right hand as if he wanted to touch Qingli, but finally put it down. Qingli frowned and coughed a few times. Her chest was already soaked in blood, and the redness stinged Yu Chen. And Mo Wei's eyes.
Mo Mirage smiled absolutely, "Where did Weisheng go, didn't he say that I can save her? I am willing now, but what about others!"
Yu Chen sneered and said: "It's too late, it's too late for everything, get out, get out!"
Qingli's hand gently stroked Yu Chen's, and said, "It's still in your arms in the end, that's enough."
He sobbed and hugged Qing Li tightly, Mo Xun looked at the two dumbfoundedly, he moved step by step with his sword propped up, and Yu Chen's hair kept dripping with blood drops, one by one, slowly falling down. .
Mo Mirage looked at Qing Li carefully. He seemed to be reminiscing about the past of the two. His expression was very painful, and he finally vomited out slowly, "I'm sorry, Qing Li."
She slowly pulled out of her body in Yu Chen's arms, she looked at Mo Mirage, there was no brilliance in her eyes, and said indifferently: "Is it useful?"
Mo Wei bowed his head, seeming to be very uncomfortable, his hands gradually lost strength, and finally fell to his knees. When Qing Li looked at him, he was no longer angry.
Her complexion was indifferent, but she felt the moist feeling on her face and raised her head with difficulty, only to realize that it was Yu Chen's blood. She said with anger, "Achen."
Yu Chen seemed to be asleep. He opened her eyes slightly when she heard her soft voice, and said, "Yeah." Qing Li smiled, "Is he dead?"
Yu Chen looked away, even if he had lost consciousness, "Yeah." He heard Qingli's faint laugh, but she smiled, but she shed tears.
I have always wanted to see him die, but my heart hurts so much that I can't breathe. Her eyes were about to open, and a lot of sleep was hitting her.
"Achen, don't, leave me..."
Yu Chen subconsciously hugged her tightly, even if the person in his arms gradually closed his eyes, he couldn't wake up again.
He also closed his eyes, and said softly: "My Li girl, don't be afraid, I will always be by your side." He hugged Qing Li and swayed gently, as if he was coaxing her to sleep.
"Xiao Li, even if I can't remember you, but you must know that no matter what happens, I will fall in love with you again." He just kept holding Qing Li until dawn, until, he again I can't hold it anymore... ... Green and yellow, wrapped in green and yellow. My heart's worries are over, but it's all there!
Green clothes, green clothes and yellow clothes. The worries of the heart are overwhelming, but they will die!
Green and silky, women are governed by them. I think of ancient people, nothing? Xi!
Xi? Xi, sorrowful with wind. I think about the ancients, and really win my heart!
Wei Sheng just stayed with Qing Li all the time, watching her tears fall and being blown dry again, repeatedly, seemingly unconscious.
Qingli stretched out his hand to touch Yu Chen's face, but as soon as he touched his face, his hand became transparent and went straight through.
She frowned, "Weisheng, Weisheng."
These two calls were so absolute, Wei Sheng came forward to pull her, and said lightly: "You understand now."
Qing Li's gaze turned to Mo Mirage again, but she was unwilling to step over. She closed her eyes and said solemnly: "I want to leave here, take me away."
She turned her head and tightened Weisheng's cuffs, and he stretched out a hand to embrace Qingli into his arms, and in a flash, he returned to the place where he was suitable.
Qing Li opened his eyes, and the surrounding area became blood red again. She walked forward in a daze, and Wei Sheng quietly followed behind her for a long time, until Qing Li felt that a lifetime was so long.
Her hands were so weakly hanging, and she whispered softly: "Could you tell me that all this is just a dream?"
Weisheng didn't speak, Qingli stopped. She turned her head to look at Weisheng, and stretched out her hand to pull out the red lotus hairpin from her hair bun.
She spread out her right hand. There were two blood-red petals. She put the hairpin against her palm, frowning slightly and said, "What are you going to do?"
Qingli slashed down hard, the hairpin had already penetrated her palm, but she couldn't feel the slightest pain. After a while, Qingli laughed, crying and laughing, she pulled the hairpin out and put it back on her hair bun. .
She put her hand in front of Weisheng and said absolutely: "Look, why doesn't it hurt, Weisheng, you speak, you speak!"
Weisheng took her hand, looked at the two blooming petals quietly, and said faintly: "It's almost time."
Qing Li couldn't help asking: "What do you mean?"
Weisheng stretched his finger to the front, "Yu Chen is over there, I will take you to pick him up." Qingli stopped and looked at Weisheng in fear, only to realize that his eyes had become scarlet red. , That face seems to be slightly born, but it doesn't seem to be.
He walked forward, and Qing Li had to follow him. As expected, Yu Chen was not far away. The red ropes of light were still wrapped around him. Qing Li rushed towards him in a hurry.
Obviously ran some distance, but didn't feel tired at all, Weisheng put Yu Chen down, he still closed his eyes tightly, Qing Lixian stretched out his hand to catch him, but asked a little desperately: "Why am I? Will it be here?"
Weisheng's red eyes looked at her quietly, and Qingli only realized that the red color was the same as that of Honglian, and the corners of Weisheng's mouth had an evil smile, "Because you are already dead."