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Soon to die?

Nan Zhao's heart seemed to be stabbed by something.

She has learned that Zhou Yang and Mingyue's life and death are connected, Mingyue's soul has not returned, Zhou Yang's complexion has become weaker and weaker, and in a moment in this hall, his physical condition has deteriorated, so she knows that the words "will die soon" are not false.

Therefore, after knowing that he was going to end this life, he was finally willing to confess everything he had done in front of Nanzhao.

In his life, he was locked in the abyss and the dust was humiliating, and he also ascended to the supreme throne, he could face the infamy of the world, but he didn't dare to look at Nan Zhao's disappointed gaze.

With that, he raised his hand again, and he asked for Nan Zhao's forgiveness in this last hour.

She has always been soft-hearted, after all, she can't really ignore Zhou Yang, her heart fluctuates a lot, but she endures all the pity, because she once swore that she will never trust anyone again.

"Nan Zhao, can you still call me Brother Jiu?" Pray around.

Hearing this, Nan Zhao only felt a sour corner of his eyes, raised his head and looked at the temple beam above his head, so that the tears in his eyes did not fall.

She shook her head and refused, and replied, "My ninth brother, I have long been dead!" ”

When he was driven by ambition to escape from goodness, her beloved ninth brother was swallowed up by darkness!

Zhou Yang had been waiting for this ninth brother for a long time, and when he arrived in front of her, the familiar warmth appeared in his eyes again, but it was especially uncomfortable to appear on this fading face at this time.

"You're ...... after all I won't forgive Brother Jiu......"

Before the voice fell, his body sank, Nan Zhao's eyes were quick, and his arms grabbed him, but his body was too heavy, and he still sat on the ground.

Nan Zhao couldn't bear to look at him so weakly, and said heavily: "Don't be obsessed with whether I will forgive you, you are not the most ashamed of me." ”

Just as in her heart, what she can't let go of the most is not that Zhou Yang conspired with Mingyue to dig up her spirit flower, but that Zhou Yang took away her kind and upright ninth brother.

She misses him gentle and elegant, like a clear breeze and bright moon, she misses too much, but from now on, there will be no more!

And when facing Zhou Yang, who was crawling with the air of corruption at the moment, she knew more deeply that not only was the ninth brother who had given her salvation and hope gone, but the emperor who brought her despair and rebirth was about to disappear!

I still want to cry, but now I have to become more and more numb, death, what's it?

Hasn't she seen enough life and death?

This world is too bitter, whether guilty or not, all of them have suffered here, and only at the end of this life can they be truly liberated.

She didn't want to think about death anymore, she had got her own answer, perhaps, it was time to let go of her life's grudge with Zhou Yang!

It was also at this moment that she suddenly saw Zhou Yang's expression change, and suddenly recovered some strength from the weakness just now, and her eyes became sharp, Nan Zhao's heart tightened, and before she could think about the reason, she suddenly saw his other hand raised, holding a cold light in his hand, and it was pressing towards her.

She reacted so quickly, she immediately leaned back to dodge, Zhou Yang stabbed the air with a dagger, and then stabbed again, but fortunately, Nan Zhao quickly got up from the ground, turned around and asked, "Zhou Yang, are you crazy?" ”

Zhou Yang's face was full of hideous and replied: "Yes, I am crazy, I am unwilling to die, I can't get you in life, I will go to Huangquan with you in death!" ”

When the sound fell, he struck towards Nanzhao again, and at this moment, he looked as light as a swallow, not like a dying man.

Nan Zhao was shocked and angry, in vain she thought that others were about to die, and her words were good, but she didn't want to be crazy to such a point.

Her mind was even more chaotic, she had never really moved with Zhou Yang, and now she saw that the other party's deadly dagger kept stabbing at her, she finally confirmed that Zhou Yang really wanted her to die!

"Zhou Yang, don't let me really hate you!"

"Haha! If I can't get your love, why do you hate me? ”

The dagger in his hand pierced Nan Zhao's sleeve and scratched her wrist, she didn't want to let him go anymore, the two fought, snatched the dagger in Zhou Yang's hand, but Zhou Yang did not let go because of the loss of his weapon, he took out the Qinggang sword that had been stored in the main hall for a long time, drew the sword and forced Nan Zhao again.

Nan Zhao fought with him with the dagger in her hand for several rounds, she didn't have the power of the spirit flower, she just relied on the kung fu on her body to fight with Zhou Yang, and she couldn't gain the upper hand, and she almost died several times, and finally she felt more and more strained, and Zhou Yang's sword stabbed her in the abdomen violently.

With a "bang", she seemed to hear an exclamation: "Nan Zhao, stop!" ”

Nanzhao stop?

It's Lu Donglai's voice!

At this moment, her mind was filled with everything that happened suddenly, buzzing, and her eyes were blurred with tears!

She couldn't understand why the little Taoist priest wanted her to stop, obviously Zhou Yang wanted her to die, and the sword and sword killing intent started?

Gradually, she saw clearly in front of her, Zhou Yang was still standing in front of her, there was no more hideous murderous intent on his face when he was about to take her life, there were tears in his eyes, and tears soon fell slowly down the corners of his eyes.

Lu Donglai, who had already strode towards this side, saw this scene, knowing that he was late, his pace slowed down, and his eyes were full of complexity and helplessness.

Before Nan Zhao could react, what had happened just now, she immediately looked towards her feet, and saw the Qinggang sword that Zhou Yangfang was about to kill her falling on the ground.

The sword, at such a close distance, should have pierced her abdomen, but it didn't......

She turned her head again, only to see that she was holding the dagger she had snatched from Zhou Yang in her hand, which was inserted into Zhou Yang's abdomen, blood was pouring out of his robe, and her hands were also covered with blood.

She naturally knew that it was because Zhou Yang threw the sword at the moment when he finally stabbed her sword, and he also approached the dagger in her hand.

She didn't know that Zhou Yang had endured the sword, and she didn't take back her dagger......

"How could it be...... So ......" she couldn't believe it, it was all like a dream.

But the blood that kept flowing from Zhou Yang's body still carried his temperature, and his face, which was becoming more and more pale from blood loss, was so real and dazzling.

Then, as he collapsed, Nan Zhao rushed over, holding his body in his arms, and covering his wounds with his hands to stop the blood from running out.

Zhou Yang saw her, and finally came to his side, and she was in tears because she was worried about her, and smiled with relief: "Brother Jiu knows that I have never lost your ......"

"Why do you have to do that?" Nan Zhao didn't understand, she didn't have time to think, she only knew that when she saw him throw the long sword in her hand at the last moment, she seemed to have returned to the day when Shen Ru died.

The sky fell, and the surroundings were overgrown with white-flowered trees in the underworld, and it was very desolate.

She felt that Lu Donglai was approaching, and she shouted in a panic: "Little Taoist, ...... Hurry up and save Brother Jiu......"

Lu Donglai stood with a solemn expression, he clearly saw that the knife stabbed the vital point, and it was really a lack of skills!

"Used......" he had to tell her about this fact.

"Nan Zhao, Brother Jiu doesn't feel any pain at all......"

Facing that he was about to die, Zhou Yang seemed to be relieved, but comforted others.

"Why? Why, exactly? Even death? ”

Zhou Yang said to her, "I'm sorry, Brother Jiu has to do this...... You are the only one in this world who can put an end to this. ”

"What the hell are you talking about?"

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