As the thunder and lightning continued to hit him, Yingchen gradually lost the strength to resist. Although she didn't know if she would survive this catastrophe, she also knew in her heart that she would probably die in this catastrophe.

It's nothing to die, it's just ...... There are still unfulfilled wishes in my heart.

She didn't understand why, when she was at stake, what appeared in her mind was the figure of the liar. His silver hair and blue clothes were blue, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly raised. Although he deceived himself, he still couldn't forget him in his heart, thousands of years of feelings, thousands of years of getting along, how could he let go of it lightly, and forget about it? Even though he approached her for other purposes, she still coveted the warmth that once belonged to her. She thought that if she could see him again, she would have no regrets even if she died.

Emperor Wenchang looked at the Yeting Palace and shook his head regretfully, such a powerful thunder tribulation, even he or Emperor Donghua might not be able to withstand this calamity. The folding fan in his hand snapped away, and Emperor Wenchang waved his sleeves and was about to leave, but he inadvertently turned his head and saw a blue light in the sky flying quickly in the direction of the Night Court Palace. The direction in which the blue light flew out was Phoenix Valley, could it be that the person who was rushing to the Night Court Palace was Ze Ran?!

What is this guy trying to do?! Are you going there to die?

Emperor Wenchang tapped his palm with a fan in annoyance, waved his long sleeves, and hurried towards the direction of the Yeting Palace.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, the familiar figure unexpectedly appeared in front of his eyes. Yingchen endured the pain while staring at him tightly, unable to tell whether this was his hallucination or reality.

He was dressed in white today, and for some reason even his face was unusually pale. He gently lifted her up, held her tightly in his arms, and used his body to resist this thunderstorm for Yingchen.

"Zeran, are you crazy?! Let go of me. What are you doing here? Yingchen looked at him in horror and struggled desperately in his arms, "I'm in the tribulation, you go quickly, I said it, I don't want to see you again." ”

Ze Ran's eyes were tightly closed, his handsome eyebrows were tightly frowned in pain, and his bright red lips were in stark contrast to his pale complexion. "You know you're in the middle of a catastrophe? With your strength, you won't be able to get through it. If I don't come, you will die. ”

"If you come, you may die." Yingchen's voice trembled a little, and she fell into his arms, tears constantly sliding down her eyes. She felt his body tremble as he endured the pain, and the strength of his grip grew tighter and tighter. She struggled to get into Zeran's arms, but she couldn't break free from his shackles.

"Zeran, you let go of me, if you apologize for what happened before, you don't have to be like this at all, you go quickly, I beg you, you get out of here quickly."

"No...... Never ......," he frowned, hugging him tighter.

"Bastard...... You bastard...... You go, let's go...... If you continue like this, you'll die......"

"I just want you to live."

Zeran ...... You liar, bastard...... Big bastard......"

Emperor Wenchang waited silently in the safety closest to the Night Court Palace, and his heart was very anxious. He wanted to rush in and bring Zeran out, but the thunder was too powerful this day, and if he rushed in, he wouldn't get any benefit. After about an hour, the thunder gradually stopped. Although there were still residual thunders that kept exploding in his ears, he couldn't care much more. Zeran ...... I'm afraid it's a lot of bad luck now.

He approached the man who was lying on the ground in white, and looked at the scarred Lingering Dust who was kneeling beside him, and suddenly felt some indignation in his heart. It turns out that he came here just to help this witch survive the disaster.

"Zeran, you're really confused."

Ze Ran didn't respond to him, but looked at Yingchen and smiled lightly, "What you heard before, I lied to him, I didn't ......"

"Shut up, liar." Yingchen grabbed his hand, and tears couldn't stop falling on Zeran's white robe, "You actually lied to me again, I hate others to lie to me the most, when you get better, I must ......"

Before Yingchen's words were finished, Ze Ran closed his eyes and slowly closed his eyes. Yingchen looked at Ze Ran, constantly delivering true qi to him, but he didn't feel any signs of improvement from him. She looked helplessly at his closed eyes, and her hand trembled slightly.

"It's useless, Ze Ran himself experienced a thunderstorm before he rushed here. His body was already very weak, but he still came here to help you stop the catastrophe, and most of his life was gone. ”

What the...... This idiot......

Yingchen reacted to something, staring closely into Emperor Wenchang's eyes, his eyes were full of begging, "Can you save him?" I don't know who you are, but I can feel that you are very powerful, please save Zeran. All the mistakes are my fault, please save him. ”

Emperor Wenchang nodded slightly, half-squatted down beside Ze Ran, probed his pulse, was silent for a while, and sighed softly. "There's no help."

“……”

Yingchen lowered his head, coughed lightly, and a blood-colored peony gradually bloomed on the ground below him. She smiled, looked up at Emperor Wenchang, and shook her head slightly, "You're lying to me, right?" ”

"I am Emperor Wenchang, and I never speak. He only had his last breath left, and he would ...... soon"

"I'm not going to let him die, even if I trade my life for his life."

"But he wants you to live."

"But no one wants me to live but him. Therefore, I am also willing to die for him, willing to sacrifice a qiē for him, no matter what the price will be, I will let him live. ”

Haunting Dust staggered to the sacred tree and slowly knelt down towards it.

"Sacred tree, please, I know that it takes spiritual things to bring out your power, but now I don't have anything...... My Blood...... If you take it, I just ask you to help me save him. ”

A gentle smile rose at the corner of her mouth, and she glanced at Ze Ran nostalgically, with all kinds of reluctance in her eyes. She cast a spell and slashed her wrists, silently watching her blood pour out of her wrists. All of that blood was absorbed by the roots of the sacred tree, and there was not a trace of blood on the surrounding land. Yingchen was already injured because of the Thunder Tribulation, and now that so much blood has been released, his body is even weaker. She leaned weakly against the trunk of the tree, her face was not bloody, she turned her head to look at Emperor Wenchang, and smiled lightly.

"Emperor Wenchang, Ze Ran...... I'll leave it to you...... Today's things here, I hope you don't sue others. Please think of a way to make him forget about me and all the qiē here. Please......"