It's a lot of snow.

This is probably the heaviest snow in Ankyungong City in decades.

The cold wind on the streets is biting, freezing the world.

In the heavy snow that was enough to blur the vision of ordinary people, a staggering shadow was dragging heavy steps, slowly moving in one direction.

Crunch......

It's the sound of footsteps on the snow.

Tick......

It's the sound of blood dripping on the ground.

in the yard.

Xu Ling'er suddenly broke open her eyes, she was already aware of it, and then rushed out of the courtyard like a fly, and the strong wind she brought out made the door make a loud sound.

As soon as I saw it, the blood-stained and staggering figure at the end of the street.

The next moment.

Xu Ling'er's body fluttered, and she had already arrived at the side of this human form, supported him, with tears in her eyes, and said, "You, you ......"

In Chang Hao's eyes at this moment, there is no longer the fierceness and spirit of the year, only the bleakness of the last breath after the war.

"I'm back."

He said it softly.

A simple sentence seemed to completely release the tiredness that had been suppressed in his body and heart for decades, and he collapsed in the arms of the girl without any strength in his hands and feet.

His blood dyed the girl's red clothes even more vividly.

Xu Ling'er's hands and feet were trembling, and she hurriedly took out the pill from her body, and then didn't dare to delay time, and leaned Chang Hao against a wall somewhere on the street.

"Wake up...... you"

Her trembling voice was even more pleading, and she fed the blood-red elixir with a strong medicinal fragrance into Chang Hao's mouth.

The quality of this elixir was obviously refined by her blood.

The powerful medicinal power spread out in Chang Hao's body, forcibly gathering a trace of strength in his body, so that the Yuan Infant who had long been shriveled and broken, like a person dying of thirst in the desert, drank the first sip of water.

Chang Hao, who had been killed in the Phantom God Sect for a day and a night, used up all the cultivation on his body, smashed all the magic weapons, and ate all the pills in the storage bag, and even the enlightenment bead of Taicangmen was broken into several pieces.

The result of this switch is ......

Revenge.

Chang Hao opened his blurred eyes slowly, his gaze refocused, and he saw the anxious girl in front of him, still continuing to feed the second pill.

He opened his dry mouth and said, "I'm refining the pill with blood again." ”

Xu Ling'er was silent for a moment, then pursed her lips and said, "Hurry up, it's over." ”

Chang Hao didn't insist anymore.

This time, Xu Ling'er was like him back then, like a parent watching a child take medicine, watching Chang Hao take the pill.

Then, Xu Ling'er took out a few more and looked at Chang Hao one by one.

Chang Hao took the pill, felt the warm medicinal power spread out in his body, gathered strength for him again, closed his eyes, and experienced the peace of mind at this moment.

Although in the extremely cold and snowy day, he felt extremely relieved at this moment.

The cause and effect of hatred that has entangled this half of his life have all had a result.

"Revenge, revenge."

He muttered under his breath.

"It's all over......" He looked at Xu Ling'er, a gentle smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and said, "I'll come back......"

But he hadn't finished his words to the last word.

Xu Ling'er's voice was heard, and he fell into a dead silence.

Xu Ling'er held Chang Hao in her arms at this moment, the two of them leaned on the bluestone wall behind them, she stroked Chang Hao's hair, but her eyes looked at the vast snow between the heaven and earth in front of her, and asked in a confused but self-questioning tone: "Revenge?" Your vengeance, mine? ”

It's like preparing for half a lifetime, just to be in this last moment......

Ask out.

For a while, only the sound of wind and snow whirred on the street.

It was freezing cold, and the heavens seemed to be staring at a couple of men and women in this earthly world with indifferent eyes, watching their final ending.

Chang Hao stretched out his hand and covered his heart.

There was blood on the corner of his mouth.

A drop of blood, dripping from above on his forehead.

It was Xu Ling'er, the corners of her mouth were also dripping blood, and her face was full of pain, but she forced the pain and tried to narrate in a flat tone:

"Your vendetta?"

Chang Hao's eyes were no longer in focus.

There is only an empty heart, listening to the girl's questioning that is close to the ear, but it seems to come from the sky.

"Why is my family dying?"

She vomited blood again, staining Chang Hao's face bright red and blurred.

Chang Hao remained motionless like a dead man, listening to these words.

The plain questioning seems to be more powerful than the thousands of spells of the Illusory God Sect, and all kinds of blades are powerful.

There was already a sad smile in Xu Ling'er's voice: "You tell me?" ”

"Why?"

"If you don't leave ...... year"

A picture had already appeared in front of Chang Hao.

Accompanied by Xu Ling'er's cry in her ears: "Tell me, what mistakes did my parents make?" My family of seventy-five, what did they do wrong? ”

"My brother, what did he do wrong?"

"He was only five years old!!"

On a snowy day, Xu Linger cried hoarsely and exhaustedly, venting the emotions that had been hidden for half her life.

Chang Hao opened his mouth slightly, his tone was like a dead man, and no one knew what he had experienced in these short dozen breaths.

He wanted to say something, but he never said anything.

Forthwith.

He coughed loudly, looked up at the sky, and saw the vast heavy snowfall, as well as the face of Xu Ling'er next to him, which had been fused with blood and tears, empty and godless.

It all seemed like a surprise.

But it's so reasonable.

If it weren't for him, how could the girl's family be affected to the point that the whole family was wiped out.

"I still remember Xiao Nan once told me that he would go out to be a swordsman in the future, and he would be a chivalrous ......"

Xu Ling'er's lips were already pale, her eyes were gloomy, and she said slowly in a dreamy tone, as if she had reappeared that immature and lovely face in front of her.

The brother she loved so much.

In the end, the scene turned into a scene of a five or six-year-old child's head falling in front of her eyes, and the monk of the Illusory God Sect who smiled at her.

Xu Ling'er closed her tired eyes and said to Chang Hao:

"Anyway, it's always your hand that killed the people who slaughtered our whole family back then, so in order to repay your kindness in the end, I will ...... with you"

There was a strange tenderness and relief in her tone, as if this was the best outcome.

But in the end, the word "death" was not spit out.

A stunning white light slashed from the end of the street, with incomparable anger:

"Slut!!"

This sword is full of lethality, but it is not as majestic and endless as her master's usual, because her master's state is also completely broken, but it is more than enough to kill Xu Ling'er with one sword.

But the sword stabbed a hand.

The man, who had not spoken all this time, stretched out his hand and grasped the sword of Senior Sister Murong Yan.

The flesh of his palm had rolled up, and the flesh was blurred, and he grasped the sword in his palm.

"Chang Hao!!"

Murong Yan appeared in front of the two people in front of the bluestone wall, looking at Chang Hao's hand holding the sword with a look of disbelief on his face.

"What are you doing, she wants to take revenge on you from the beginning, she has been deceiving you all along, you won't let me kill her??!"

The man's voice was like a broken bellows, and it didn't look like a young man at all, and it was very old, but it was simply three words:

"Division...... Sister...... You, let's go. ”

As he spoke, he threw his sword at his feet.

Murong Yan's clothes were also bloody, and she was extremely angry: "You say it again? ”

Chang Hao closed his eyes and looked up to the sky and smiled: "It's righteous." ”

"The Illusory God Sect destroyed my Taicang Gate and destroyed my Chang Family, and the two of us killed the Illusory God Sect and destroyed him all over the door, which is justified!"

"Revenge is a matter of course, and it makes sense that she wants to kill me."

Murong Yan trembled with anger, but he didn't know what to say.

"You, after all, you rescued her and gave her a second life......

But when she said this, her face trembled and she couldn't continue.

"Miss Murong, this is the art of death, I will die today, and he will die today, there will be no exceptions, because that person has never missed it." Xu Ling'er lowered her head, with a sad smile and contempt of relief.

Murong Yan didn't care about it at all at the moment, and immediately wanted to help Chang Hao up and take him away.

However, Chang Hao opened his eyes and looked at Murong Yan.

Just this glance.

Two lines of tears slid down Murong Yan's face, and his heart seemed to be pierced by a sword.

She laughed miserably: "I see, even so, you are still ...... Love her. ”

"You go, this is my life with her, and at the end, it should be me and her, and this is also the best ending of my life."

Chang Hao closed his eyes and said those three words again, and coughed up a mouthful of blood, but there was a sense of relief that he put it down again.

Murong Yan looked at the temperament exuded by Chang Hao's body at this moment, and his heart suddenly moved.

She grabbed the last straw in surprise and begged: "This is the artistic conception...... You, you can turn into a god with this......"

However, halfway through her words, she came to her senses.

Then Murong Yan laughed miserably: "If you don't have the will to die, how can you have such an artistic conception...... Dead End ......"

Dead!

It's all a dead end!

Wow.

Murong Yan also spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this time.

On this cold street with wind and snow.

She took one last look at the man and woman, clutching her chest, unwilling to linger for half a minute.

She had become an outsider.

One...... Alien.

She doesn't seem qualified to stand here anymore, or to do anything for anyone or anyone.

………………

On the street, an unprecedented wind and snow soon dyed the two white.

Under the wind and snow.

Wang Lin, who was beaten back to the Vermilion Bird Star, saw this scene.

He walked out of the door, looked into the alley where the man and woman were, and then, looking in a further direction, asked:

"You won?"

A voice came slowly: "It's hard to say. ”

When Wang Lin heard this, he was silent for a moment, and then looked at the small alley full of wind and snow.

Chang Hao looked up at the sky with a pair of empty eyes.

Beside her, the girl in red had lost her breath, and the blood in her whole body had dried up, turning into infinite mana, completely engulfing and wrapping his broken body and the primordial infant, using her blood hidden in her body more than twenty years ago as the guide, and today's blood as the thread......

Chang Hao's blood and mind are slowly dying.

The moment of death is near.

There was a flashback in his mind, flashing with the face of a young man.

He was a little confused, but he used the last bit of strength in his body to look at the girl beside him, his eyes calm, even peaceful......

In the end, Chang Hao closed his eyes permanently.

Willing.

"I won."

A voice said calmly.