It's here.

Bai Cang carried Ning Ke back to his room, he had the sensitive senses of a beast, so as soon as he climbed onto the ground, he felt the hidden snort around him.

Hmm, it's all an ambush, it must be Chu Junyue who came to pick her up!

She's going to go after all.

He bit his lip vigorously, held back the reluctance and pain in his heart, and pretended to be unaware and walked to the bed, and put her down.

He stood in front of the bed and looked at her for a long time, his fingers carefully traced her face, he wanted to remember the outline firmly, even if he went to Nahe Bridge one day and drank Meng Po soup, he still had to remember her face.

After a long time, he reluctantly withdrew his hand.

It's almost time. She's leaving, too.

However, he didn't have the courage to watch her leave him with his own eyes, and he couldn't bear Chu Jun to snatch her away!

Well, let her go on her own! He pretended not to know.

Clenching his fist fiercely, he resolutely turned his head, as if he was afraid that he would not be reluctant, and turned his head so hard, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

He walked over to the shelf and pretended to be looking for medicinal herbs for her, but in fact he knew that she was pretending and didn't need any medicine at all. It's just reluctant.

Almost at the same time, there was movement on the bed, and he clearly heard the sound of rustling, and it was her leaving.

The heartache is like a knife!

Bai Cang's face turned pale in an instant, he gritted his teeth, and wanted to restrain himself, but as soon as he thought that he might never see her again in the future, he was going crazy!

No!

No!

He didn't want her to go!

He regretted it! He wanted her to stay!

Turning around suddenly, he pounced in front of the bed, not only was she gone, but she even trapped him with a yellow snake in front of the bed!

"Why are you doing this to me!"

He stared at her standing beside Chu Junyue, envy and jealousy, more than any hatred!

He can tolerate her pretending to be sick, he can tolerate her acting, and he can let her go, but he can't stand the way she is with Chu Junyue no matter what!

Obviously, he was going to let her go, but what about her! Nothing is more painful than this feeling.

"I'm sorry. She apologized to him, she said that she still had a husband and children, and she couldn't go with him, and asked him to forgive her for what she had done!

He smiled bitterly, she knew that he loved her, what else could he not forgive?

The one who is loved always has no fear, isn't she like this again and again?

He couldn't stand it anymore, even at the risk of being bitten to death by the yellow snake, he chose to flee!

But she and Chu Junyue didn't give it, they wanted the dragon beard soul.

God knows how heartbroken he was when he heard these three words, the Dragon Whisker Soul and the Night Pearl had already taken it for her, she didn't know it, and in the end, she didn't tell the truth, just the antidote.

What the hell is he?

It hurts, it hurts so much that I can't breathe. He can't stay here any longer, he's going to go crazy!

He didn't have the dignity to get into the secret passage under the bed, he wanted to stay away from her!

"Don't go!"

Who knows, at the last moment, she rushed over and hugged him!

The moment they touched each other, he trembled slightly, and even a little nostalgic.

It's just a moment of hesitation, it's too late.

There is a mechanism under the entrance, and once it is opened, after a short time, the door of "poisoning" will be opened! If he still remains at the entrance, he will definitely die!

"You let go!"

He didn't want her to be hurt, so he kicked her gently, she was so stubborn that she wouldn't let go.

She only needs the dragon beard soul and has nothing to do with him.

He laughed self-deprecatingly, ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.

It's better to live like this than to die!

Anyway, he doesn't plan to make a living, does he?

Since this is the case, then die in her hands! At least, he still has a trace of memories on Huangquan Road.

The poisonous Gu came, they were tearing at the flesh on his chest, he was trembling with pain, but he couldn't let go, once he let go, she wouldn't be able to run away!

After all, he was reluctant to let her be hurt, even though he was bruised all over her body, he still died for her, thousands of times.

It's just, it hurts!

He felt the poisonous Gu eat his flesh and blood, burrowing into his internal organs, and eroding him little by little along his limbs......

"Ke'er, let's go......"

He tried all his strength to hope that she was safe, but she didn't know.

In the end, it was Chu Junyue who found out that something was wrong and yelled loudly to let her leave, he thought that she would listen to Chu Junyue, after all, she only had that man in her heart.

But she didn't.

She said she wanted to go together, and she wouldn't let him die.

He found a glimmer of joy in the pain, and he asked her, "Did you do this to get the Dragonbeard Soul?"

How angry and humiliated she was, scolding him for not saying such things at such a time.

Then, she tried hard to save him, and asked Chu Junyue to help together.

He could feel that she really wanted to save him, and there was no other interest involved.

That's enough.

If he can get a trace of her favor, he is already content.

But he couldn't be happy, because she dragged him out! It meant that the poisonous Gu would also fly out and hurt her!

"Take him away!"

She handed him over to Chu Junyue and stayed there herself.

At that time, he had no strength, there was no good piece of meat on his body, and he almost saw the bull head and horse face ready to take him away, but he did not see her safely, and he was not reconciled.

Fortunately.

She was so good that she came out in the end.

The big stone in his heart fell, and he could rest assured.

She looked at him and cried profusely, she wanted to save him, but he couldn't feel his body anymore, and Da Luo Immortal had no choice.

Looking at her sad tears, Bai Cang's heart was extremely comforted, and it was not in vain that he treated her like this.

Those so-called hatreds! Unwillingness! Obsession!

It all vanished in this moment, and he didn't have to leave with it all on his back.

If he could make her remember himself, then he would have no regrets.

Before leaving, he told her about the antidote, God knows how much effort it took him to finish speaking, but he would never have a chance to say it again if he didn't say it, he hoped that he would still be able to watch her and die in her arms before leaving.

When she learned the truth, she was shocked and remorseful, he was a little distressed, but the relief outweighed everything.

As long as she remembers him, it's not that bad, that's enough.

Pain...... Cold...... After a while, his vision gradually blurred, he could no longer see her, and his mind quickly flashed through the happy and unhappy memories of the past, he wanted to grasp it, but he couldn't.

Are you leaving?

So.

Goodbye, Ke'er, goodbye, my most unrelieved obsession.

With a smile on his lips, he finally closed his eyes, accompanied by her heart-rending cry.

This life is enough.

......

What does it feel like to die?

Is there really a hell? Is there still the legendary Onicha and Meng Po?

Bai Cang shuttled through the darkness, and he was thinking about this question blankly.

He remembered that he was dead, but where was he now?

It doesn't seem like hell, and there are no bull heads and horses, and there are no Lechuan and other flowers.

What the hell is this place?

He didn't know how long he had spent in the dark, until a bright light hit him, and he was sucked in, and he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, it was a strange place—snow-white walls, snow-white quilts and curtains, all around him with strange things, dripping sounds, and he himself was covered in a lot of gauze and filled with tubes.

Where is this?

He tried to turn his head, but he was so painful that he almost fainted. He wanted to open his mouth to shout, and his mouth was also covered with a transparent hood, and there was gas coming out of it, which was very comfortable.

He calmed down, trying to remember, trying to figure out his condition, but he found that his mind seemed to have been hollowed out and he couldn't remember anything!

What's going on?

Why doesn't he remember anything?

He began to panic, regardless of the pain in his body, he removed the tube from his body indiscriminately, rolled over and got out of bed, but he was too seriously injured and fell under the bed in one fell swoop.

"He's awake! Call the doctor!"

There was a cacophony of footsteps in the room, and from his point of view, it was a strange pair of shoes, pointed, high-heeled, and especially loud when walking.

The two women ran up to him and helped him up, only to realize that they were dressed in strange clothes, snow-white, with their arms and legs exposed.

He turned his face slightly sideways, embarrassed to look.

The woman asked him a lot, but he couldn't remember it all.

Later, more people hurried in, all in snow-white coats, looking holy.

I don't know why, but a figure habitually appeared in his mind, and that person seemed to like to wear white too.

But who was she? He didn't remember.

Later, he learned that the strange shoes were called high heels, and the woman was a nurse and wore a nurse's uniform. Those white coats were doctors, and they were all his teachers.

They told him that his name was Bai Cang, and that he had been studying abroad and had returned to China for a bizarre vegetative female patient, but as soon as he got off the plane, he had a car accident.

They said that he can't remember things now, it should be a concussion, and he will remember it if he continues treatment.

He believed what they said, because he was a little impressed, but he also felt that maybe they were missing something, and he always felt that he was far from simple.

After more than a month of hospitalization, he has almost recovered, and he remembers a lot of things, including the things he studied abroad, including the medical knowledge and experience he studied, and even the car accident.

However, he could not remember who the woman in his mind was, and he could not remember the memories hidden in that corner.

The turning point of things came when he went to see the vegetative patient who had been sleeping for several years for the first time after he was discharged from the hospital, how beautiful she was, not at all like a mortal person, like an angel descending to earth.

And the moment he saw her, his heart pounded hard.

Déjà vu.