Chapter 301: A Long Song

"Yu'er, you don't speak, you tell me, who hurt you like this?"

Bai Lang ~ incoherent and inconsistent.

Mei Yu'er smiled again: "Bai Lang, you are still the same as back then, and you always speak illogically. Alas...... Fifteen years ago, when I fought with Yin Gang, I went to Lingshan, and I met the son of the demon Luo Xiaosha...... Luo Meng, his magic is boundless...... It's so powerful, I was knocked off the cliff by him, and I became a ...... This is what it looks like!"

"Luo Meng, it's Luo Meng again!"

Bai Lang stood up and roared hysterically.

"White Wave ......"

Mei Yu'er didn't have much breath anymore.

Bai Lang immediately squatted down again.

"Do you still love me?" Yu'er...... It's leaving...... Next...... The better we are, the better we must be in Feng'an City...... Get together!"

"No, I don't have enough love in this life, I don't want the next life!"

The tears of the white waves gushed out like a spring.

"But...... The rain is really ...... Going to go. White waves, you can ...... Kiss me?"

Bai Lang bent down and gently blocked Mei Yu'er's lips with blood.

Are her lips intact, or are they the cherry mouths of the year......

Everyone turned around, and Mi Xiaobei's eyes were blurred.

By the time he turned his head, Mei Yu'er was on the verge of dying.

Tang Shuo has lived for more than a thousand years, and he is a general, and he has long looked down on life and death, and seeing that the black girl can't live, he ordered loudly: "Come here, prepare the mourning hall, and give the black girl a super ......."

"She's not called Heiya, you see she's so white, why is she called Heiya?"

Bai Lang's face was full of tears, and he raised his head and looked at Mi Xiaobei helplessly: "She is the rain we are looking for, Your Highness......"

Mei Yu'er's intact half of her face had a bright and happy smile, while the other badly damaged half of her face no longer had any expression.

She slowly raised her hand and stroked Bai Lang's cheek, and said leisurely: "Bai Lang, remember the ...... Did you write me that poem......"

"Hmm!"

Bai Lang nodded desperately, tears falling with the trembling of his head.

Mei Yu'er's eyes suddenly lit up, and she gently recited the poem that Bai Lang wrote to her a thousand years ago:

Whose woman is leaning on the dusk and laughing

Whose skirt is dyed through neon

Whose charm makes who faint

You are a demon in my arms

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I'm still guarding the ancient path in my dreams

Look at the remnant sun and lazily steal a touch of sunset

A faint crow screamed

Be careful that your liver is thumping with fear

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The withered vines and old trees are endless

Take a skinny horse and send you home

The bells are melodious, and the horse's hooves are ticking

Hurt last night's ......

That ...... Tears......

Before Mei Yu'er finished reading, her head tilted and she fell softly into Bai Lang's arms.

Is she dead?

Bai Lang tossed and turned for fifteen years to find her, did she die like this?

Bai Lang waited a thousand years for her hug, did she die like this?

No, Li Mao Monkey said just now, Mei Yu'er has a way to save it, doesn't it just need blood in people's hearts?

Bai Lang slowly put down Yu'er's body, kissed her face gently, and suddenly turned around and pulled out Li Mao's saber, a dagger less than a foot long.

As soon as I flipped my wrist, I pierced it into my heart......

"General......

Wang Hua let out a heart-rending cry and ran towards Bai Lang.

But a step too late, the tip of the knife had already pierced into Bai Lang's clothes, and there was a salty feeling in his chest.

"Poof......

"Clank!"

Tang Shuo slammed his palm from afar, and the sharp palm wind immediately shook Bai Lang's hands numb, and the dagger knife flew out of his hand, hitting the stone wall with a clang.

Only a little blood flowed from Bai Lang's heart.

This little blood can't save Mei Yu'er.

Tang Shuo looked at Bai Lang and Mei Yu'er, who was out of breath, shook his head, and lamented: "It is said that children are in love with each other, once they are greedy for beauty~ sex and trapped by love, they will not be able to achieve great things, and the right protector of the spiritual clan has become a coward! Bai Lang, what about your ideal of recovering the spirit country?"

Tang Shuo was not so much angry as desperate.

Now Bai Lang can't manage so much, he is just an ordinary man now, he doesn't want to achieve anything big, his only purpose is to save Yu'er.

Bai Lang's heart was broken, and he collapsed in front of Mei Yu'er's window, wailing in despair: "Your Highness, this is Yu'er...... All it takes is the blood of the heart to save her......"

"Wang Hua!"

Tang Shuo suddenly shouted.

"The Great General......

Wang Hua's voice trembled when he answered, and he couldn't adapt to this series of changes.

As soon as he got close to Tang Shuo, he was carried by Tang Shuo like a chicken and thrown in front of Bai Lang. Wang Hua was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what Tang Shuo meant, and immediately ran out.

Tang Shuo raised his right hand and waved it away, and a light and shadow firmly trapped Wang Hua.

As soon as his left hand was raised again, he grabbed the dagger that had fallen to the side in the air, and then forced Wang Hua in front of Bai Lang, handed the dagger to Bai Lang, and said sharply: "Don't you want the blood of your heart? Use his! He is a yang man, with heart and blood, and he is quite hot! Moreover, he is just a soldier, and in soldiers he is ready to sacrifice, and you are the deputy general of the deputy commander, the general of the Black Armor Army, and your life is much more useful than his! You kill him now, and you will definitely be able to save the black girl with his blood! You can do it quickly......

Bai Lang looked at Wang Hua pitifully.

Wang Hua had already turned purple with Tang Shuo's "light and shadow", and his face was full of despair.

But there was no struggle, he just regretted that he did not die on the battlefield.

Bai Lang suddenly raised his hand to knock off the dagger in Tang Shuo's hand, and said coldly: "No need, Yu'er has already gone......"

Mei Yu'er is indeed completely out of breath!

"Hmph, don't even dare to kill a soldier, how can you be a good general of the Black Armor Army?"

Tang Shuo snorted indignantly a few times, and then let go of Wang Hua.

Wang Huaru received amnesty, but did not leave, and knelt in front of the black girl's bed.

Tang Shuo wanted to speak a few times and stopped, but he only patted Bai Lang's shoulder and said word by word: "General Bai, the deceased must rest in peace, Hei Ya...... Oh Mei Yu'er, since she is the leader of the Praetorian Guard of the Spirit Clan, her soul will naturally be reborn. In this way, let's hurry up and do a transcendent ritual for her, so that she can be reincarnated as soon as possible, and maybe it won't be long before you can see her again......"

Bai Lang bent down to pick up Mei Yu'er, Tang Shuo and the three thousand generals led the way in front, followed by a long farewell procession, and walked towards the middle of the dam in Wanshou Village.

Bai Lang hugged Mei Yu'er, who was already cold, and sang the poem he wrote to her a thousand years ago in the tune of a long song:

Whose woman is leaning on the dusk and laughing

Whose skirt is dyed through neon

Your charm makes the white waves completely overwhelmed

You are the weird demon in Bai Lang's arms

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Bai Lang is still guarding the ancient road in his dreams

Look at the remnant sun and lazily steal a touch of sunset

A faint crow screamed

The white waves were all taken aback

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The sky is boundless with ancient vines and old trees

Take a skinny horse and send you home

The bells are melodious, and the horse's hooves are ticking

Hurt last night's tears......

A long song to say goodbye to Mei Yu'er.

Bai Lang's heart was still dripping blood, and it was smashed on Mei Yu'er's chest drop by drop.

Bai Lang didn't feel the slightest pain.