Tu San's expression was sluggish, and the heavy blow made him unable to accept it for a while, he tried to sit up many times, but struggled for a while.

It was still difficult to move, and even after saying a few words, he was panting heavily, and his body was completely at its limit.

"Rong'er...... Don't you like to see me laugh? I'll laugh at you, will you open your eyes and see me? Rong'er! ”

Tu San grinned and squeezed out a smile, but tears slipped down the corners of his eyes.

Laughing and crying, tears like blood.

"Rong'er ......"

Tu San trembled and hugged Huang Rong into his arms: "I promise you...... I promise you whatever you say, I won't kill anyone...... As long as you wake up, I'll never kill anyone again. ”

Tu San held Huang Rong's face and kissed her forehead gently: "You must be tired, go to sleep, just wake up." ”

Tu San's eyes began to become hollow, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, and kept talking to the corpse of the beautiful woman in his arms.

"Go home, Rong'er, I'll take you...... Go home. ”

Huang Rong is the love of his life, and his affection for Huang Rong is an obsession.

He is not ruthless, but he focuses all his emotions on Huang Rong for the outside world.

Huang Rong is his world, his everything, and his hope to live.

Seeing his beloved die in his arms, no one can bear it, let alone Tu San's obsessive emotion.

Huang Rong is dead, but Tu San doesn't want to believe it, the cruelty of reality makes it difficult for him to accept the facts in front of him.

Looking at Tu San's appearance of losing his soul, I opened my mouth, but I didn't know how to comfort me at all, and no one could comfort me.

People who have not experienced it will never experience the pain in it, and the deeper the love, the deeper the hurt.

The so-called condolences are just polite words from those bystanders, which have no effect in the slightest, and will only make people feel hypocritical.

"In the future, we will never be separated again."

Tu San smiled, picked up Huang Rong with difficulty, and then walked out of the door step by step.

His long white hair fluttered, and his bloody eyes had a strange aura in the reflection of the sun, and he staggered step by step.

Every step he took, it seemed particularly difficult, as if he would fall at any moment, but he never stopped.

There are thousands of roads, and everyone will embark on a different journey, so where is Tu San's road?

Looking at Tu San's back staggering away gradually, my heart was inexplicably a little uncomfortable.

Compared with Tu San's skills, I admire his dedication and obsession even more. He always has a zombie face, and he only smiled at Huang Rong, even if Huang Rong died, he would accompany the corpse for three years.

The emotions of the two people have transcended the shackles of life and death, whether it is Huang Rong or Tu San, they can sacrifice their lives for each other.

A couple of lovers, but it is difficult to become a family, there was a catastrophe three years ago, I didn't expect the catastrophe to come again three years later, I have to say, this is a sadness.

A talented person who is proficient in the way of corpses, overnight, his family is ruined, and he becomes not like a person, and a ghost is not like a ghost.

"Alas......"

I let out a long sigh, I don't know what will happen to Tu San in the future, but I hope he can live well, not only for himself, but also for Huang Rong.

Tu San's stumbling back finally disappeared from the end of sight.

He came to Chang'an Town, not for rare treasures, but because of Huang Rong, and he may also want to know the whereabouts of his master.

But none of this was important to him at this time.