Killing, endless killing!

Qin Jiu floated in mid-air, looking at the Shura field below covered in blood, like a man in Shura.

He was dressed in silver armor, and in his hand was a long sword glowing with silver light, and when his figure moved, he could only see blood splattering.

Her Ah Chen......

Qin Jiu couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.

Sadly, she was dead, so filthy and humiliating.

Happily, her Ah Chen is still alive and well.

He's come to her rescue.

Chen Jing stood on top of the city tower in a bright yellow dragon robe, and the city was about to be broken.

He knew very well that the only person who could make Wan Qichen stop now was Qin Jiu.

He had already asked Mo Rulian to bring Qin Jiu over, but what he didn't expect was that in the end, all he brought was the news that Qin Jiu had been executed by Mo Rulian in private, and Mo Rulian had also committed suicide in the cold palace.

Chen Jing's eyes were red, and a sword pierced the heart of the messenger!

The mountains and rivers were about to fall, he raised his head and laughed wildly, "Wan Qichen, do you think you really won?" ”

His voice penetrated the battlefield and landed in Wan Qichen's ears, "Qin Jiu is dead, even if you have the world, what can you do?" ”

The blood pierced Wan Qichen's body with blood boiling, and his dark eyes revealed a crimson glow.

His appearance fell in Qin Jiu's eyes, as if there was a sharp knife inserting into her heart, and her heart was cramping and constricting.

If it weren't for the soul left, her tears would have been pouring down.

Ah Chen, she doesn't deserve him to treat her like this.

The sun sank and the stars shifted, and the shouting of killing finally stopped.

With a mountain of corpses beside him, Wan Qichen raised his eyes to look at Chen Guo's tall city tower, and his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"The king of Chen Guo, gouge out his eyes, cut off his nose, gouge out his tongue, chop off his hands and feet, and put his body in the altar!"

The voice was cold, with a bone-eroding chill in every word, "To save his life, this king wants him to live better than to die!" ”

The sky was already dark, and the darkness was like a towering mountain that could not be moved and pressed against the hearts of everyone.

Wan Qichen found Qin Jiu's corpse and used the best fishing line to piece her together with his own hands.

Holding her into his arms, he trembled violently, but gently kissed her eyebrows and eyes, "Bao'er, don't be afraid, I'll take you home......"

His voice was also trembling, choked up, "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

Qin Jiu's heart was torn apart, and he couldn't wait to dig out all of his heart and throw it away.

What has she done in her life?

After so many years, in fact, he has never changed, no matter how deeply she hurts him.

Her Ah Chen...... What the stupidest fool in the world!

"Bao'er ......"

Wan Qichen's arms tightened, "In the future, I won't let go again!" ”

Even if she doesn't love him, even if she hates him, he won't let him go again.

For so many years, he has been thinking about her every day, and what keeps shaking in front of his eyes is her well-behaved and lovely appearance when she is full moon.

Her eyes melted his heart when she looked at him, and she wanted nothing more than the best in the world to reach her.

He didn't really understand how he and her had come to this point?

Wan Qichen's eyebrows and eyes were full of sadness, from flesh and blood to soul, slowly breaking and shattering with her departure.

He bowed his head and imprinted a kiss on her pale lips one last time.

Since we can't live, let's die together......

Qin Jiu saw Wan Qichen holding her corpse and galloping for a few days and nights to return to Luan Mountain.

Her body had rotted like a pile of waste meat, but Wan Qichen always held her, tightly held her in his arms, and never let go all the way.

He never stopped, never sleeped, only occasionally looked down at the person in his arms, his eyes were bloodshot, but they were full of indescribable tenderness.

It seems that the corpse in his arms is not a rotten and smelly corpse, but still the delicate and beautiful woman he loves deeply.

Huiluan Mountain is covered with snow all year round, and the vast snow-capped mountains are silvery white, and the sky and the earth are the same color.

Wan Qichen hugged Qin Jiu, abandoned his horse and walked, slowly going up to the top of the mountain step by step.

He remembered that Qin Jiu had said that she would come to Luanshan this time when she was old. If you die, you will be one with this pure heaven and earth, and you will be counted as dead.

Hearing her say the word dead casually, he naturally 'lectured' her fiercely at that time, until she opened her mouth to beg for mercy, but after that, she really didn't dare to say that word at will.

But now, the last thing he can do for her is the same.

Holding her and sitting on the top of Huiluan Mountain, Wan Qichen looked down at the person in his arms, but he couldn't see the original appearance at all.

Wan Qichen closed her eyes, and the warm liquid overflowed from her eye sockets, dripping onto her face, quickly solidifying into ice.

After a moment, Wan Qichen lowered his head, kissed from her cheek to her lips, and whispered, "Qin Jiu, you have to remember to wait for me...... In the next life, don't leave me behind. ”

The cold wind was howling, the snow was flying, and among the falling snowflakes, he always maintained the posture of hugging her and hugged her tightly.

Bright red blood spread down, staining the snow under the two of them. Blood and snow blended, and then buried with the wind and snow, including the man and woman who hugged each other tightly.

Those joys and torments, trusts and betrayals, dissipate away in this moment.

Those injuries and loves that are too heavy for life to bear will eventually fade away with time!