Jiang Yu began to scold himself in his heart, if he hadn't sent the Strange Blood Divine Furnace to Mo Yu, how could Mo Yu see him so embarrassed and ugly now, and how could he cry sadly for him.

For him, life and death have never mattered, but when he met Mo Yu, everything became different.

Because of her in his heart, with thoughts, concerns, and reluctance, every minute and second has meaning to him and is worth recalling.

But the woman he loved so much wept at this moment because of his departure, and the hot tears fell on his hands like raging fire, but his heart burned extremely painfully.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Due to the urgency, Jiang Yu coughed even more, he leaned sideways, his hair covered half of his appearance, and also covered the helplessness in his eyes.

Mo Yu let go of his hand and helped him caress his back, his eyes rolling in his sockets, but he still couldn't help but fall.

Anyone watching such a scene will feel distressed, not to mention that the relationship between her and Jiang Yu is already complicated. Sometimes, she will treat the ancient Jiang Yu as the modern Jiang Yu brother.

Such a scene of life and death parting is a kind of torment for Mo Yu.

She tried to calm herself down, but she couldn't adjust to that emotion for a while.

She was afraid, she remembered her adoptive mother's funeral, she remembered the cold coffin, the small box of ashes.

A living person, just forever and so forever disappeared from her world, forever, forever, she was afraid of that scene.

In modern Jiang Yu's brother, for Mo Yu, his status is more important than her adoptive mother, and he is the relative who accompanied her through her lonely childhood, and he is the only relative.

Even if it was in ancient times, she knew that Jiang Yu, who was dying in front of her, only looked the same as her brother Jiang Yu, but she still couldn't face such a scene.

Some fears do not disappear with time and place, but they have to face it, so they pretend to be brave and pretend to be able to face it.

Mo Yu's slightly trembling body showed her fear and uneasiness, and she really didn't know how to face it.

"You...... Let's go. Jiang Yu's voice sounded a little hoarse, as if he was trying his best to suppress something, and his injured left hand was grabbed out of blood by him.

The blood on this snow-white bed looked so bright and dazzling, and it was so terrifying.

Mo Yu's eyes changed when she saw the bleeding hand, she wiped her tears and scolded angrily: "You neurotic, now you're like this, still playing masochism?" You didn't vomit enough blood, did you? “

It's obviously a bad word, but when you say it, it means to care, and Jiang Yu's heart warms when she listens.

The black-clothed men who were staying outside all showed a look of surprise on their faces, who would have thought that a woman who looked so weak and couldn't help but have such a strong side in such a sensational scene.

Sure enough, the woman who can make the master fall in love is so different.

It's just that I pity their stupid master, who is usually so smart, and when he encounters emotional problems, he instantly becomes stupid.

It's rare to meet someone you like, why do you care about the future, what you care about for a long time, can't you live a day at a time?

Mo Yu took out the handkerchief he was carrying with him and went to wipe the wound on Jiang Yu's hand, but Jiang Yu's hand was in the shape of a fist, and if he didn't let go, he couldn't bandage it at all.

Mo Yu tried hard to break Jiang Yu's fingers one by one, and when he saw the bloody palm that was blurred by his nails, his eyes were red again, and there was more anger in his eyes.

If Jiang Yu wasn't about to braids now, it is estimated that she would want to turn around and leave. How can you treat yourself like this? Can you hurt yourself knowing that there is no cure?

Life has too many unsatisfactory places for her Lin Moyu, but she still lives well. Sometimes she was not happy, but she was still brave enough to face the things she had to face.

In her darkest and most back-stolen days, she never abused herself. If you can't eat, you should sleep, if you can't eat, you should eat less, and if you can't sleep, you should close your eyes and recuperate.

No matter how abusive life is, you always have to be kind to yourself.

Mo Yu put away his angry emotions and carefully pressed the wound on his hand for Jiang Yu, "Where is the medicine to stop bleeding?" ”

Jiang Yu turned his face sideways, looking indifferent and broken.

Seeing this, Mo Yu was angry and distressed, and she yelled angrily outside the door: "Take the medicine to stop the bleeding." “

Soon a white porcelain vase floated in, like a magic trick, but the current ink rain was not in the mood to appreciate it at all. She reached out and grabbed the porcelain vase that was close to her, and when she opened it, a fragrant smell came to her nose, and she poured a lot of white powder without care.

The wound quickly stopped bleeding, and even the turned flesh was healing.

Mo Yu rolled his eyes, there is no need to be like this if there is a miracle medicine, is it possible that the sick person is unconscious?

Since he is a medicine refiner, why can't he get some magic medicine to cure himself? It's really in response to that sentence, can heal but not self-heal.

Mo Yu saw that the wound was almost healed, and touched it gently, but it still felt a little different.

Maybe there are some injuries, but on the surface they are good, but in essence they are just hidden, and they can still be found out carefully.

Just as some people think that they will forget after a long time, but in fact, the longer it is, the clearer they remember.

Some injuries are thought to be diluted by time, but as long as you think about it, as long as you touch it, it is still a painful life.

Forget, if you can, maybe it's a blessing too.

It's just that some people don't have that luck.

Jiang Yu still couldn't help but move his head, looking at Mo Yu, he saw a stunning face with tears, like a beautiful flower stained with dewdrops, which looked particularly cute.

Beautiful people are so good-looking even when they cry, not to mention the person they like, they naturally look good.

Jiang Yu felt that his heart had been broken and he didn't know how to describe it, a thousand words were surging in his heart, but he didn't know where to start and what to say.

Yes, what else can he say? What else could he give her?

Jiang Yu smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand with some difficulty, and gently stroked the tears on Mo Yu's face, his eyes were complicated but full of tenderness.

Looking at each other, Mo Yu opened her mouth, and was speechless for a while, what should she say to comfort a dying person?

Jiang Yu saw Mo Yu's thoughts, and reluctantly withdrew his hand, still feeling the warmth in his hand.

In fact, he really doesn't want much, but even so little is an extravagant hope.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and his weak appearance made people feel uncomfortable.

"I'm scared of you, don't be afraid, •••••• although the master looks ugly now, cough cough cough•••••• but even if the master becomes a monster, it will be good for you •••••••••••• cough cough cough ••••••"

Mo Yu's tears swirled in her eyes, and she couldn't hold back the tears, afraid that Jiang Yu would be sad when she saw it.

"I'm not afraid, the master has always been the best-looking, and he was and will be •••••• in the future."

"cough cough cough•••••• I know that I can coax the master to be happy, •••••• the happiest thing in my life •••••• is to have you•••••• "With you appearing, with you by your side, and with you sending me on my last ride, I am very satisfied." It's a pity that it makes you sad.

The only thing the master can do for you now is to make your sadness a little less.

Mo Yu's tears still fell uncontrollably, she quickly wiped them away with her hands, and as soon as she put down her hand, she was slept by Jiang Yu.

She looked at the weak face in front of her in surprise, and for a moment she only felt that she was weak, and her eyes closed unwillingly but uncontrollably.

The body fell backwards uncontrollably, and was held by a pair of cold hands, and his ears changed to hear the helpless and distressed voice of his life, gently calling "Xiaoyu ••••••"

Everything that followed became blank, and I don't know if it was merciful or cruel to Mo Yu.

Jiang Yu felt the warmth of the beauty in his arms, and countless times, he wanted to hug her like this, but he was afraid of scaring her, afraid that she would hate him, and he didn't take action for a long time.

Now he has nothing to scruple about, so let him be willful once.

Jiang Yu was very difficult to put Mo Yu on the bed gently, such a simple thing was actually tired of him full of cold sweat, he lay on the side, only about ten centimeters away from Mo Yu.

Quietly watching the sleeping ink rain like this is the greatest happiness for him.

He couldn't help but reach out and gently caress this face that often appeared in his dreams, and the delicate little face smiled and touched every nerve in him.

He wanted to engrave this face on his hand and in his heart, even if it was reincarnation, he would not forget it.

"If there is a next life•••••• remember to wait for me, cough cough cough ••••••" because I will show up very early, wait by your side, and not let anyone snatch you away from me. I will love you with my life, and I will love you all my life. Wait for me, wait for me to come back, love you.

The cherry red lips looked particularly beautiful, he couldn't help but kiss them, his hand brushed lightly on them, and he was still scurrying like that.

A kiss in the past is enough for him to reminisce for a lifetime, and now he has nothing to ask for?

Jiang Yu withdrew his hand nostalgically, sighed, stared at Mo Yu, and called softly: "Divine Furnace." ”

The Divine Furnace flew in from the outside and hovered over the bed.

"Thank you•••••• bring her, now •••••• take her back properly••••••

The Divine Furnace let out a mournful roar, and after spinning in the sky above the ink rain, it took the ink rain into it. He flew out of the window at a fast pace.

Jiang Yu's gaze followed the direction in which the divine furnace disappeared, and smiled bitterly, maybe God treated him well.

His eyes were like fire, his determined gaze seemed to have penetrating power, and even his weak voice became firm, "Xiaoyu, wait for me ••••••"

The whole Viper Island suddenly thundered and thundered, and the rain poured down, who are you crying for?