Rao is Qingling was empty of thoughts at this time, and his heart was like ashes, but he was unwilling to listen to the call of the almost crazy person in front of him, and sat down in front of him obediently.

She was half-kneeling, motionless.

Luo Heng seemed to have a violent cough because of the action of sitting up straight just now, hanging his head, and his long silver hair brushed to the ground.

He squeezed his chest, gasped, and said, "I'm going to die, you...... Let me see you again......"

Qing Ling was silent for a moment and said, "Who knows if what you said is true or false." You're so good, you won't die easily. ”

Luo Heng sneered a few times with a faint breath, and struggled to raise his head and look at the sky.

At this time, the sky turned dark, and in the dark blue night hung a lonely moon, and the color was bleak.

"If it's not for checkmate, why should I come to this cold star and warm moon?"

Cold Stars and Warm Moons?

Qing Ling subconsciously looked around, puzzled, "Isn't the name of your dormitory?" Here......"

Surrounded by mountains and narrowly recessed, it is more like a dark cave embedded in the mountains than a tiny valley. In the depths of the cave valley, there is a faint sound of gurgling water, but because of the dim light, it is not very real.

Qing Ling vaguely remembered that when she first woke up, she seemed to have colorful colors of flowers and trees, but at that time, she was so sad that she had the heart to pay attention to whether the scenery around her was beautiful or ugly?

Luo Heng looked up at the night silently, for a long time, and said slowly to himself: "This place was originally called Cold Star Moon Valley, but Ah Luo said that because I was by my side, I felt warm, so I changed my name to Cold Star Warm Moon...... "A long, long time ago...... We often meet here......"

Qing Ling heard Luo Heng mention "Ah Luo", and his heart touched, and he was undecided whether to open his mouth to ask him for verification.

Unexpectedly, Luo Heng quickly gave his own answer, and continued in a mutter: "Her father doesn't like me, thinks that I am not worthy of the noble status of the Zhangguo clan, and does not allow her to meet me, so every time, we can only hide here quietly. ”

He clutched his chest, slowly lowered his eyes, and his gaze wandered around faintly, "The last time I was here, she told me that she was going to get married, to marry the man her father had chosen for her...... I begged her, I had never begged her in my life, in such a low voice, but she still didn't want me, didn't want me......"

Qing Ling stared at Luo Heng, and suddenly felt an inexplicable force pressing on his heart, pinching it vigorously, the pain was stuffy, and it made people breathless.

She also begged Xiao Qi, begging him to accept the gold beads that might save her life.

But why didn't he listen to her?

Doesn't he understand that leaving a person alive is actually more painful and desperate than being abandoned?

If she had a choice, she would rather be abandoned than live......

Luo Heng coughed violently, gasping and laughing at himself, "She doesn't want me anymore...... So I ruined this place and vowed never to set foot here again for the rest of my life...... But in the end, I came back again......"

Qing Ling said abruptly: "Why do you deceive yourself? You ruined this place, but you called your dormitory in the palace the cold star and the warm moon, doesn't it mean that you can't forget it? Since you can't forget it, you should find a way to take her back, and if you can't get it back, let her go completely and make her happy, instead of letting yourself become so crazy," silently lowered his eyes, "Killed so many innocent people, and finally killed her with his own hands." ”

Luo Heng was silent.

After a long time, there was a hint of choking in his hoarse voice, but his expression seemed to be a little crazy, "I didn't want to kill her...... How could I possibly kill her...... Her cultivation has always been stronger than mine......"

Looking down at her hands, "In order to protect that person's country, she actually led troops to fight against me...... I was angry...... But I didn't expect that she was pregnant at that time, and she hurt her body so recklessly......"

The truth that Qing Ling had always wanted to figure out gradually became clear in his mind.

But I never thought that it would be such a story......

Qing Ling looked at Luo Heng, and saw that he looked sad, confused and confused at this time, and seemed to be still crazy as usual, but he was fragile and vulnerable.

After a while, she asked in a daze, "She's dead, what should you do?" If you really love her as much as you say you say, why don't you die too? ”

Luo Heng raised his head and looked at Qing Ling, a moment of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then it was gradually replaced by the arrogant look of the past, "Why should I die?" The people who caused her to leave me are not dead, so why should I die? I still have a lot of people I want to kill, but I haven't killed ......."

Qing Ling bit her lip, pondering Luo Heng's almost crazy words in her heart, and for a while she didn't have the heart to continue to ask about her mother's past.

Luo Heng calmed down and slowly stretched out his hand again, "You sit down." ”

This time, Qing Ling did not refuse, hesitated for a moment, moved his body with his hands and feet, and slowly moved in front of Luo Heng.

Luo Heng stretched out a hand, stroked Qing Ling's cheek, and looked at it carefully for a long time, his tone couldn't distinguish joy and anger, "You really look like your mother...... But these eyes ...... I was in the enchantment just now...... It's like ...... in a mirror."

He muttered something incoherently incomprehensible, and his voice inadvertently grew weaker.

Qing Ling knew that Luo Heng had a crazy temperament, and he didn't take everything he said seriously, but he didn't mind that he didn't match his words at all, and he didn't even pay attention to listen to him at all.

She was just stunned, staring at his face enlarged in front of her eyes.

The color of the amber glazed pupils faded away from the cruel and golden red demon light, like a clear sky like flowing clouds, reflecting his own appearance......

The divine power is almost exhausted, and the signs of life are fading.

When the fourth senior brother Yuan Qing was about to die, it was the same way, and the pupils became clear and dilated little by little.

Qing Ling suddenly closed his eyes, not daring to think about it again.

I don't dare to think about it, is that pair of glass eyes that are very similar to the person in front of you slowly lose their color like this?

Luo Heng paused, and his fingertips touched a tear overflowing from the corner of Qing Ling's eye.

One drop, two drops......

The tears that had never flowed could not be shed inexplicably broke the embankment and finally flowed down.

"Why do you cry so much? Your mother never cried. ”

Luo Heng straightened Qingling's body and wiped her tears a little awkwardly, "Don't cry! He seemed to realize the reason why Qing Ling was crying, and muttered again: "Ah Yao is yours, even if he dies, he will always be your ......."

Qing Ling had always felt that she would not be comforting, but she didn't expect Luo Heng to be even worse than her, and after saying something, she actually made her tears gush faster.

She pushed Luo Heng away, shrunk to the side, buried her head in her lap, and choked silently.

I don't know how long it took, but the beast, which had been lying on its back, suddenly raised its head and let out a low roar.

Qing Ling also raised his head when he heard the voice.

Luo Heng maintained the previous posture of sitting cross-legged, and a colorless beam of light leaked from his chest. The beam of light gradually spread out, enveloping him.

Qing Ling stared at him, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, but his thoughts seemed to be a little dazed and stagnant.

She had witnessed Fang Shanxia's self-destruction of her divine sense, and she also understood that Luo Heng's life was also coming to an end at this time.

Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, he still couldn't believe that this big devil who shook the East Continent would really die in front of him in such a way!

Luo Heng also raised his eyes to look at Qingling through the faint streamer.

Suddenly, there was some reluctance.

For so many years, hatred, anger, and bloodthirsty killing have made one of his hearts fierce and hard, and often even his consciousness is chaotic.

Many times, he only remembered that he had loved a woman, but in the end he lost her, and from then on, most people and things in the world seemed to him to have no meaning.

He hated some people and insisted on taking their lives, but deep down in his heart, he vaguely understood that even if these people really died, he would not be happy and happy again!

He relied on a breath of anger to live a rebellious life, but in fact, it seemed that he was already dead.

The affectionate man who was once free and unrestrained, and who only wanted to love people with all his heart wandered the world, has long since died......

He looked at Qing Ling, his lips pursed, and he said something softly.

Qing Ling didn't really hear it, but he couldn't help but get closer to him.

It was only at this moment that she realized what complex emotions she had for the person in front of her who was about to die.

He was her own blood feud, but he was also a blood relative of the one she loved.

He loved his mother, but he killed her with his own hands.

He hated his father and the Chaoyan royal family, but in the end he saved his own life......

She didn't even have the courage to ask him if he wouldn't have to die if he hadn't saved himself from the enchantment.

The diffuse light of divine consciousness slowly shone through, and Luo Heng's figure began to gradually become ethereal, looming into a wolf-shaped silhouette.

Qing Ling was silent in place, tears still on his face.

She slowly unsealed the organ, following an inexplicable impulse to play a song for the person who was about to pass away in front of her, and for herself.

The wound on her fingertips ruptured again, and the warm blood soaked the strings, and she didn't realize it, and lowered her eyes, and the sound of the piano continued.

In the past, she hated the sad and low tune, and the ancient spiritualist sacrifice song on the piano sheet could also make her play the rhythm of the spring outing minor.

Now I want to play a passionate and exciting song, but all that falls into my ears is sorrow and pain.

It is said that young people don't know what it's like to be sad.

The boy doesn't know what it's like......

A wisp of piano sound, trembling like a heart, haggard.

Luo Heng crossed the gradually hazy and shallow streamer and looked at Qingling in a daze.

I don't know if it's because the Yuan Shen is almost disillusioned, and his vision has begun to blur, and the surrounding scenery, along with his own mood, has calmed down a kind of gentleness that he has not experienced for a long time.

Many distant memories came flooding back, intertwined with the figure in front of him with a low eyebrow and stroking the qin.

He stretched out his hand, and his fingers had faded into a thin layer of light, as if a light breeze could blow it away.

The fingertips touched the direction of Qingling, and his heart alternated with contradictory reluctance and relief.

The heart is drifting together, and the life is hard and hard.

No matter where you go, you are a dreamer.

Aro,

Arlo.

After all, it's me who loses you.