Chapter 138: Life and Death

Hearing this, Chen Ziang shook his head vigorously, and the tears in his eyes flowed out uncontrollably. There has never been such a day, Chen Ziang has shed so many tears, there has never been such a day, Chen Ziang has been so heartbroken, and there has never been such a day, so that Chen Ziang found that Yan Qingru is so important in his heart.

"Senior Brother Lin, listen to me, find another woman who loves you, loves you, and thinks about you, when the time comes, bring her to my grave, and let me check for you, so that Senior Brother Chen will not be deceived and will be counted in money", as she spoke, Yan couldn't help but think of something. He smiled slightly.

"Senior Brother Chen, what do you say the child you gave birth to with the woman who loves you is like? Is it like you, or like the other party, I really want to be able to see that day", tears flowed down the corners of his eyes. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. Seeing this, Chen Ziang couldn't help but feel pain. Hurriedly extracted the only trace of mana in his body and transported it to Yan Qing's gentle body. Looking at Yan Qingrou, who was still colorless, Chen Ziang couldn't help but despair. Looking at Wu Han, who was standing not far away, Chen Ziang quickly knelt down.

It is said that there is gold under the man's knees, but at this moment, Chen Ziang has completely ignored these, and said in a choked voice: "Wu Han, please save Yan Qingrou, as long as you can save Yan Qingrou, if you want me to go, I will go, you tell me to stay away from Yan Qingrou, I will stay away from Yan Qingrou, if you tell me to die, I will die, as long as you can resurrect Yan Qingrou, I am willing to do anything, please, Wu Han." With a hint of pleading, at such a moment, Chen Ziang completely lost his usual arrogance, just a poor man who wanted to save his lover.

There was a painful look in his eyes, how could he not want to resurrect Yan Qingrou. It's just that at this moment, Yan Qingrou's heart has been shattered, after all, Wu Han has not cultivated to the point where he can rise from the dead and resurrect, and he can't do anything about this, so he couldn't help but shake his head, with a painful look on his face. has already been a Yan gently for his own woman's Wu Han, Wu Han's love for Yan is no worse than any father. After decades of nurturing, it goes without saying that Wu Han's love for Yan is gentle. Seeing this, Chen Ziang's heart sank, his expression changed dramatically, Nan Nan said: "Impossible, impossible, how can you not save Yan Qingrou, how can you not save Yan Qingrou, is it because I make you unwilling to save it, you say, I will do whatever you want me to do, as long as you can save Yan Qingrou", Chen Ziang's crazy voice came out one by one.

Wu Han said with an angry roar: "Do you think I don't want to save Yan Qingrou, how could I not want to save her, but I can't help it." Hearing this, the hope in Chen Ziang's eyes couldn't help but dim, and he couldn't help but come to Yan Qingrou's side and hugged Yan Qingrou's body. His lips moved slightly, accompanied by a trace of blood, and Yan whispered something softly.

Seeing this, Chen Ziang hurriedly leaned his ear on Yan's gentle mouth. Listening to Yan softly calling Wu Han over and over again, Chen Ziang glanced at Wu Han fiercely, and said, "Wu Han, don't come soon, Yan Qingrou has something to tell you." Hearing Chen Ziang's words, Wu Han took three steps and two steps, came to Yan Qingrou's side, and looked at Yan Qingrou with a concerned face. said softly: "Wu Han is here, Wu Han is by your side." It's all the cold that can't stand you?".

"Wu Han, can you grant me a request?", looking at Wu Han with a sad face, Yan Qingrou said it even though she was out of breath. "Yan Qingrou, whatever you want to do, as long as you want, I will give it to you, you say, Yan Qingrou, Wu Han will promise you", Wu Han hurriedly said.

The blood at the corner of her mouth flowed down drop by drop, Yan Qingrou didn't care at all, stretched out her pale little hand with difficulty, and said with pleading: "Wu Han, I hope that after I die, you still want you to live and die." Hearing this, Wu Han hurriedly said: "Yan Qingrou, Wu Han promised you, as long as you are good, I will promise you everything" A choked voice came out of Wu Han's mouth. Hearing this, Yan Qingrou almost used her last strength to look towards Chen Ziang's place. Seeing Yan's gentle eyes, Chen Ziang's heart trembled. Hurriedly said: "As long as Yan gently asks, I will promise you, I will promise you everything."

A hint of relief came out of Yan Qing's eyes, and with a slight stretch of hand, a jade pendant appeared in Yan Qing's hand. Looking at Chen Ziang who was holding him, Yan smiled softly, it was so moving, it was so reluctant. "From now on, I can't be by your side, this jade pendant that has entered my three souls, just give it to Senior Brother Lin, and in the future, this jade pendant will accompany Senior Brother Chen through spring, summer, autumn and winter on my behalf, and walk through the white head and grow old together." With a kind of reluctance, like a blessing, and more likely a kind of goodbye, it came out of Yan's gentle mouth.

Hearing this, Chen Ziang's heart ached. Full of tears, he took it from Yan's gentle hand, an inseparable emotion, so that Chen Ziang can not forget it in this life, he will live in pain in this life, and he will pursue an ideal day and night in this life. Seeing Chen Ziang take the jade pendant from his hand, Yan Qingrou's already pale face showed a look of peace and security, with a smile, as if he was reluctant. Slowly closed his eyes. Looking at these, Chen Ziang couldn't help but mourn: "Don't, gently, please, don't leave me." But this call has never been answered, leaving only a kind of helplessness and grief. There is always such a kind of love in the world, and when you lose it, you don't know that you regret it. There is always a feeling, no matter how desperately you want to keep it, but you can't resist the helplessness of the world. Chen Ziang's tears had dried up, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

At this moment, Chen Ziang was discouraged, and even more thoughtless thoughts filled Chen Ziang's heart. Wu Han on the side saw Yan Qing's soft situation, and the green silk turned gray in an instant. Wu Han, who was originally young and vigorous, grew old in an instant. Like an old man in the twilight of his life, silently wiping away tears that can never be wiped dry, silently hurting in his heart. Looking at Chen Ziang in front of him, Wu Han's eyes revealed a killing intent, which was so vicious and vicious. A surging mana emanated from Wu Han's body.

Looking at Wu Han's eyes, Chen Ziang's eyes were full of waves, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a stagnant water. The slightest movement did not appear in Chen Ziang's eyes, not even the slightest ripple. There is even an urge to be slashed to death by Wu Han's palm. In this way, he Chen Ziang can accompany Yan Qingrou and walk through Huangquan Road together, and will not let Yan Qingrou walk alone and lonely. It seemed that he thought of what Yan Qingsoft said, Wu Han, the originally vicious killing intent, dissipated in a moment. Looking at Yan Qingrou, who was no longer moving. The heart was silently cramped. looked at Chen Ziang, who was close in front of him, and no longer had the slightest popularity.

Wu Han, although he remembered Yan Qingrou's entrustment and no longer fought with Chen Ziang, but because of Yan Qingrou's matter, the relationship between Chen Ziang and Wu Han could no longer make any progress. I'm afraid that I will have to spend forever in hostility. Unless Yan Qingrou can be resurrected. He was already reluctant to see Chen Ziang, as the sister-in-law of the Wu family, and he was unwilling to let Chen Ziang appear in front of him. Looking at Chen Ziang, Wu Han's eyes showed an unconcealable disgust: "Chen Ziang, don't appear in the Broken Demon Mountain Range from now on, otherwise you will ......"

。 With an angry voice came into Chen Ziang's ears. Hearing this, Chen Ziang said with a sense of indignation: "Why can't you come to the Broken Demon Mountain Range, I just want to be in the place where Yan stays gently, why don't you let me come." "If it weren't for you, Yan Qingrou wouldn't have died. If it weren't for you, Gentle should have been innocent of life. If it weren't for you, how could there be such a result today", with a wave of anger, came out of Wu Han's mouth. Hearing Wu Han's words, Chen Ziang couldn't help but be silent, what Wu Han said was really right. If it weren't for me, how could Yan Qingrou die. It wasn't so much that Wu Han killed Yan Qingrou, but that it was me, Chen Ziang killed Yan Qingrou.

If it weren't for me, how could there be such a result, thinking of this, Chen Ziang smiled miserably. In the end nothing was said. Looking at Chen Ziang, who was already silent, Wu Han came to Chen Ziang's side. With a kick from his feet, Chen Ziang's body was kicked out by Wu Han. And Wu Han hugged Yan's gentle corpse and walked into the distance step by step. Looking at Yan's gentle corpse, getting farther and farther away from him, Chen Ziang couldn't help but show a painful look. Said loudly: "Why take my gentleness away, why don't you want me to be with gentleness."

And Wu Han, who was gradually disappearing in front of him, did not say half a word, but just walked forward step by step. I didn't pay any attention to Chen Ziang in the back. Seeing this, Chen Ziang felt pain in his heart, and tightly held the jade pendant given by Yan Qinggently. A warm breath emanated from the jade pendant. As if comforting Chen Ziang. Sensing this, Chen Ziang hugged the jade pendant tightly and put the jade pendant on his face, as if in this way, he could get closer to Yan Qingrou. "The jade pendant that Yan gently gave you, keep it for you for a few days for the time being, and in a few days, I will take the jade pendant away", a voice came from far away from the direction where Wu Han left. Hearing this, Chen Ziang's heart trembled. couldn't help but say loudly: "This is left to me by Yan Qingrou, why give it to you", with a wave of anger, Chen Ziang said hatefully.

As Chen Ziang's words came out, he drifted into the distance in a moment, but he didn't wait for a gust of cold wind to blow, and Chen Ziang, who was covered in blood, stood alone on the mountains. A severed arm lay quietly not far away. It's so miserable, it's so poignant. Recalling the happy days with Yan Qingrou over the years, Chen Ziang's heart was even more sour. I didn't expect the world to be impermanent, it's so ridiculous. I thought it was a long time, but it was separated by two places. I thought that the white heads were inseparable, but one Huangquan and the other survived, which is so ridiculous. I remembered the sweetness of being with Yan softly, and the happiness between the two. Chen Ziang's heart was in severe pain. Maybe from now on, where will I go? Thinking that after a few days, Wu Han was going to take away the jade pendant, Chen Ziang suddenly felt like the sky was falling.

I didn't expect to meet again, but it turned out to be a parting again. I thought that I could protect Yan Qingrou this time, but I didn't expect that I was still so incompetent, so I still let Yan Qingrou leave her. Thinking of this, with a move in Chen Ziang's hand, the light rainbow sword appeared in Chen Ziang's hand. Gently stroking the light rainbow sword, the sharpness of the tip of the sword stimulated Chen Ziang's body. made Chen Ziang's heart unexpectedly warm. Slowly lifting the light rainbow sword on his neck, traces of blood flowed out along his neck, seeing this situation, Chen Ziang felt painful and helpless. is already born without love, why live alone in the world. It's already so painful, so why continue to suffer. As long as the sword goes down, you can be freed.

As Chen Ziang's idea was born, the smoke above Chen Ziang's head became even more pervasive. If you look at it from a high altitude, you can find that the top of Chen Ziang's head is covered with thick black smoke, forming a big machete shape. It was only a millimeter away from Chen Ziang's neck. Exudes an awe-inspiring momentum. It's just that all this, Chen Ziang didn't find it for half a moment. Chen Ziang, who was already determined to live and die, raised the Qingyun Sword high and slashed down his head, at that moment, Chen Ziang was already dead in his heart, and there was no longer a moment of anger. And the black qi long knife on the top of Chen Ziang's head also condensed and formed in an instant, slashing at the top of Chen Ziang's head. The rolling dead air ran down the top of Chen Ziang's head and was about to spread away. As long as the black gas enters the body, the attack of the machete is formed. Chen Ziang will be forever immersed in this illusion, unable to extricate himself. A ray of light flew by, and the sword light in the light rainbow sword suddenly bloomed with thousands of glows. slammed into the top of Chen Ziang's head, and at this moment, Chen Ziang's heart collapsed in an instant.

The glow in the light rainbow sword instantly woke up Chen Ziang's heart. Chen Ziang, who was originally in a dead will, dispersed his fighting spirit in an instant. As soon as the light rainbow sword shadow in his hand turned into a sword, the black qi that was originally above Chen Ziang's head was instantly cut in half. ...... In the ancient monk's cave, a woman looked nervously at a glass glowing crystal, and there were figures on the crystal constantly shaking, like a slide, very clear, and there was Chen Ziang's figure among them, this woman was engrossed and looked very carefully. The black-haired young man behind him sighed slightly, shook his head and said: "I didn't expect that you, a woman, would still keep this hand, but let me underestimate it, I didn't expect that you would hide a wisp of sanity in the light rainbow sword, but it solved a lot of troubles and saved her life."

"As long as the seniors don't give birth to the crime of concealing the little girl", Xue Wan hurriedly explained, for fear that the black-haired young man would be angry.