All sins can be redeemed only by death.
A long time ago, she asked Zong Chen for the mortal medicine. At that time, she didn't know who it was prepared for, but now that she thinks about it, of course it was for herself.
In the dark prison, when Gu Nanyi arrived, she took the medicine and said that she would die with him, but she just wanted him to leave.
After she died, Ning Yi would not make things difficult for Nan Yi, and he was free.
She calculated that Gu Yan would show up today, and the capture of Empress Dacheng shocked the world. Gu Yan would definitely think that Gu Nanyi would come to rescue her. As long as Gu Yan was around, it would not be so easy for Nanyi to go crazy and die.
She has thought it all over.
Empress Dacheng has no reason to live. If she is alive, how will Ning Yi explain to the people in this world
Ning Yi.
Someone once begged me with his life to love you or let you go.
I didn't listen at that time, because at that time I thought I had a lot of difficulties, I thought I was worthy of you, that year in the boat on the river, I handed myself over to you, thinking that this would pay off all your feelings, a love, and the future This is farewell, and from then on, I will use my sword to cut love, and fight against the enemy at the end of the world.
However, only now do I understand that as long as I exist, you will never be redeemed.
So I, let you go.
You have to be a wise emperor through the ages, so that you can live up to the hardships and hardships you have experienced along the way.
As for me, let Feng Zhiwei, who messed up the world of mortals and the mind of the emperor, disappear from now on.
Without me, everyone will be better able to be themselves, you, Nan Yi.
The smile on the corner of her lips gradually changed to a shallow sigh, she moved her eyes with difficulty, and gave Gu Nanyi an apologetic and pityful look.
Thousands of calculations, but fate, I didn't expect Zhan Xuyao to chase after me, I didn't expect...
She moved her fingers slightly, and caressed Gu Nanyi's trembling cold fingertips, hoping that she still had a little heat to warm this lonely man for the last time.
He has lived for her all his life, and today, he still has to suffer this heart-wrenching pain.
Fingertips touching fingertips are as cold as snowflakes falling on snowflakes.
Then, no more.
She lowered her eyes, her face was transparent, and the snowflakes on her eyelashes did not melt.
Gu Nanyi suddenly raised his head.
He leaned up so hard that it seemed as if he was going to break his neck vigorously. He seemed to open his mouth and shouted in an instant, but no one heard his voice.
His voice melted into the dense snowflakes, into the depths of the dark and boundless sky, and became one with the sun, moon, and stars, forever.
Everyone felt that their hearts were under heavy pressure in an instant. They stared blankly at the figure who bent themselves vigorously in the snowy night, and listened quietly to the mournful hiss without sound. The silence was more shocking than the roar of thousands of people. , in the silence, it seems to be able to hear the great pain that even the bones will burst, and feel the tormenting power from the depths of the soul, hitting the four walls, even the roaring wind, towering and stretching thousands of halls, All trembling slightly.
"Kang Dang." Some people's hands softened, and the weapons fell to the ground.
"Bang." On the high platform, Ning Yi's body limp and fell to the snowy ground, spurting out a mouthful of purple-black gore, and his head was covered in cold sweat in an instant in the cold winter weather.
He pressed his elbow firmly against his heart, and the force that seemed to squeeze into his chest couldn't resist the sharp pain that surged like a furious tide. The pain didn't know why, but it came fierce and irresistible. The pain started when I saw her on the second floor of Miyagi looking at her from a distance, and it reached the peak after she paused slightly. Even though he couldn't see anything clearly from a distance and through the wind and snow, he felt it so clearly. I saw her eyes and her sigh, lonely and desolate, full of farewell, like a thin gossamer tied to each other, and then broke with a "clang".
In an instant, the eyes went dark, and the palace collapsed with a thousand layers.
Ning Cheng, who had already run halfway, heard the noise, and turned back to pull him in panic. Ning Yi grabbed the snow with his hands, his head convulsed in cold sweat, and shouted: "Stop him, stop him, stop her, stop her, let me see look, let me see..."
He spoke incoherently, no one understood what he was talking about, everyone was still in a daze, not understanding what happened, only Gu Nanyi suddenly regained his composure, and slowly hugged Feng Zhiwei.
Ning Cheng immediately waved his arm, making a "stop!" gesture.
"Crack!" The guards who reacted formed a wall of weapons and quickly blocked in front of Gu Nanyi.
Gu Nanyi held Feng Zhiwei in his arms, blood bubbling on his chest, but his eyes were blank, he suddenly took a step forward, hugged Feng Zhiwei with one hand, and waved his sleeve with the other.
The strong wind rises rapidly from the ground, and when the peerless master is desperate, he strikes with all his strength, like an invisible wall crashing into a row of guards, the guards fall down Miyagi in a row amidst the screams, and one of the front guards staggers back Shi Shi raised his hand, and the tip of the spear flew up, facing Gu Nanyi's face -
"Snapped."
The mask falls.
"Papa papa."
Countless weapons that were handed over fell to the ground in an instant.
"Bang bang bang."
Countless guards who rushed over to stop Gu Nanyi in the next wave collided with each other in an instant.
Under the palace city, there were also bursts of rattling noises. Wanjun, who had been looking up at the tower, lost most of the weapons in his hands in an instant.
Everyone has the same expression, the same posture—eyes straight, mouth wide open, stance stiff, face sluggish.
On the top of the city tower, Gu Nanyi who was hugging Feng Zhiwei, stared straight into the darkness without feeling anything.
He stood on the top of the palace, amidst the snow, his black clothes were thicker than the night, and his face was better than the snow. It was the condensed mountains and rivers of a hundred thousand miles, which melted into the eyebrows of one person. It was the refinement of all the beautiful scenery in the world. At the corner of his lips, there are all the spring scenery like smoke from ancient times to the present, and he sighed before sweeping his eyebrows, and thanked the apricot blossoms in the deep curtain of the small building.
However, all the beauty of perfection is not as beautiful as the beauty of those eyes. Even if the eyes are faint, those eyes are shining brightly like shooting stars, breathtaking, like the top of Gedamu Snow Mountain. The accumulated snow melts into the jasper pool where the snow lotus floats, like the bottom of the deep sea in the three thousand miles of golden sand, between the opening and closing of the millennium pearl oyster, the clear blue and purple seabed immediately shines brightly, illuminated by the bright pearl that gathers treasures. Bright and silhouetted.
Such eyes make people dare not look at them closely, and when they look at them, they lose their souls instantly.