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"Big bastard, big bastard, dust, you bastard! bastard! How can you leave me, selfish bitch! How can you die, how can you leave me alone, so what should I do?"

"I don't believe it, it's fake, it's a dream, I don't believe it. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Xi Yao's fangs bit into her arm, blood spilled from the wound, cruelly telling her that this is reality.

People who have been warmed are the most afraid of loneliness, if Xi Yao has never been loved by Fan Chen, when he dies, maybe she will not be so sad.

Xi Yao picked up Fan Chen's cold hand, put it on her cheek, and begged bitterly: "I will be very well-behaved, I will listen to you in the future, I will not talk back to you, I will not quarrel with you, I will be very well-behaved, don't ignore me, don't ignore me, don't leave me, okay?" I don't dare anymore, I will never leave your sight again, please open your eyes and look at me, I am Xi Yao, Fan Chen, don't be like this, please, please open your eyes and look at me, I am here, I will listen to you in the future, I dare not forget you, please don't punish me like this, I know it's wrong, I really know it's wrong......"

Xi Yao choked up, kept apologizing, kept repenting, and kept making promises.

The cries of despair, the cries of sorrow, crying like a helpless child, but he could no longer feel sorry for her, and he could no longer take her into his arms.

"If you never loved me, it doesn't matter, I'll treat you as if you never came, as if you were just a guest in my life. It doesn't matter much if you leave or stay. But don't you think it's too much for you to leave an unforgettable mark on my heart?

Xi Yao stretched out her hand and covered Fan Chen's chest, "Big liar, you said you would remember me, but you remembered me! You came to me!" Xi Yao tilted her head, there was no soul of Fan Chen, only the flying snow in the sky, and her tears that were about to run out and dry.

Xi Yao cried for a long time, and she finally quieted down because of exhaustion.

"That white-bearded old man said, you will be very happy to see me, Fan Chen, are you happy?" Xi Yao stared at Fan Chen's face and asked gently.

"Do you know, I like your sentence 'I'll accompany you' the most, this world is unfair to me, it has abandoned me, only you, have always been with me. Thank you, thank you for letting me be close to you, the person who is out of reach, but he has become the person who loves me the most, and he will wake up with a smile when he dreams!" Xi Yao smiled at Fan Chen, her smile was very sweet, very happy, and very sad.

"Now, in my case, I'll accompany you. Xi Yao leaned down and kissed Fan Chen's cold and white lips, like snow falling on her lips, tears dripping on Fan Chen's calm face, no longer moving.

"Fanchen, do you know, werewolves are very stubborn, once they fall in love with someone, it is a lifelong thing, and they will identify that person for a lifetime. To tell you a little secret, in fact, I am a werewolf, my father is also a werewolf, once he lived in the chaos realm, he met his mother, he fell in love with her. I met you and fell in love with you, and that is also a lifelong thing, so I will follow in your footsteps, even if you go faster than me and leave me far behind, I am not afraid, because I will always follow you, and you still owe me a word!" Xi Yao clenched Fan Chen's hand, leaned down, and leaned on Fan Chen, it was so bad that I couldn't hear the sound of his heartbeat.

"Fanchen, the road of death, is it dark? Can you light a candle for me, and bring a lamp to guide me? I am afraid that the road is too dark and too long, and I will not find you. ”

"Fan Chen, please wait for me for a while, when I arrive, let's drink Meng Po soup together, okay? I'm afraid it's too bitter, if you're not there, I won't have the courage to swallow it." ”

"When you were alive, you never told me that you loved me, when I chased to the underworld, can you tell me, tell me, you love me very much, because, I love you very much......"

Xi Yao closed her eyes peacefully, tears crossed her eyes, and like her mother, she lay beside her lover, equating death with deep sleep, even if she became a white bone, she had no regrets.

......

After a long time, Xi Yao opened her eyes and saw a familiar face.

Xi Yao smiled and said, "It's so good, I found you, you didn't lie to me, I thought you forgot about me, it's so good, you came to pick me up." ”

Fan Chen glanced down at Xi Yao in his arms, his eyes were full of doting, but he didn't answer, and walked in an unknown direction.

Xi Yao closed her eyes again, pressed against Fan Chen's chest, and slept peacefully, she was very tired, very tired, but very relieved. She knew that the road to the Netherworld might be long, but she wasn't afraid, because he was there.

......

Xi Yao opened her eyes again and saw a smooth ceiling, with a huge oil lamp hanging from it, lit by a warm fire.

Xi Yao sat up, only to find herself lying on the bed.

Xi Yao, who didn't know why, got out of bed, searched around, and finally saw a familiar figure, sitting at the table, writing with his head down.

"Is this like this, the governor of the Yin Cao Prefecture?" Xi Yao ran to Fan Chen's side, lying on the table, holding her chin, tilting her head, and smiling at him.

Fan Chen glanced at Xi Yao, didn't speak, and continued to practice calligraphy.

"Impulse is the devil, impulse is the devil...... Do you only write these five words?" Xi Yao flipped through the rice paper casually, and there were these five words on each piece of paper.

"Talk to me, I finally found you!" Xi Yao snatched the pen from Fan Chen's hand.

"Why are you here?" asked Fan Chen.

"I'm looking for you!" Xi Yao replied as a matter of course.

"Looking for me? Do I know you well?"

"It's very cooked, very cooked, it's very cooked," Xi Yao took Fan Chen's hand, "Let's go, let's go drink Meng Po soup together." ”

"Meng Po soup, you have a cold!"

"Huh?" Xi Yao watched Fan Chen leave, what happened to him?

Xi Yao ran to Fan Chen, blocked his way, and asked, "Don't you need to drink Meng Po soup when you die?"

Fan Chen didn't know what Xi Yao was talking nonsense about, and said, "Either you go down the mountain by yourself, or I will send you down the mountain." ”

"Aren't we dead?" Xi Yao bared her fangs and bit herself, blood trickling out.

"What are you doing?" Fan Chen blamed, feeling that Xi Yao was inexplicable, he ripped off a piece of cloth and wrapped it around Xi Yao's arm.

Xi Yao watched Fan Chen bandage her wounds, the wounds on her arms were painful, indicating that she was not dead, could it be that they were not dead?

Xi Yao lowered her head, grabbed Fan Chen's arm, and took a bite without hesitation.

"It's bleeding!" Xi Yao shouted in surprise as her eyes widened as she found a new world.

"Nonsense!" Fan Chen glanced at his arm, two fangs prints, dripping with blood.

"Don't move! Don't go anywhere!" you know?" Xi Yao said seriously, and then ran out of the door, she wanted to verify one thing, out of the door, Xi Yao saw a white snow-capped mountain, she was still on the Kunlun Snow Mountain.

"No, what if he disappears again?" Xi Yao ran back into the house, grabbed the dust and walked out. Xi Yao said seriously, "Although I'm glad you're still alive, not long ago, you were still a corpse, which is too weird. ”

Xi Yao pulled Fan Chen and climbed to the highest snow-capped mountain, where there was a tomb with the body of Fan Chen.

However, when they returned to the top of the mountain, there was nothing but snow and ice.

"How is it possible? How can it not? There is a grave. Xi Yao was sleepwalking and asked, "Didn't you see your body when you found me?"

He lived on this snow-capped mountain for many days, and the Wuxi Elder said that he had an impulsive personality, and asked him to practice writing every day, and he wrote those five, and the impulse was the devil.

He had never seen anything else on this mountain, let alone his own grave and corpse.

Xi Yao slept by the grave for three days and three nights. Fan Chen picked up Xi Yao lying in the snow at the foot of the mountain.

"Enough, it's time for you to go down the mountain, I'll send you to the Xilan Palace. Fan Chen said.

"Why did you send me to Xilan Palace?" Xi Yao felt that Fan Chen was a little strange.

"Since you are a ** son, you should do what a wife should do. ”

"For the ** son, you mean Ya Chi?" Xi Yao shook off Fan Chen's hand, why did he want her to go down the mountain so much, hope that she would return to Xilan Palace, and even hope that she would return to Ya Chi's side?

"Oh-I see! You're careful! You're still holding a grudge, blaming me for forgetting you. ”

"You, remember me?"

"Of course, you turn to ashes, I remember you!" Xi Yao thought it was wrong, this sound like a curse, and immediately changed her words, "I remembered it all." ”

"Really? Then you should go. Fan Chen said flatly.

"Fan Chen, what is your attitude? It's not uncommon for me to be so rare? I'm leaving, you beg me, I won't come to you again!" Xi Yao glared at Fan Chen, but said in her heart: Keep me!

"Hurry up. Fan Chen turned and left.

"Huh?" Xi Yao gritted her teeth in anger, "I'll give you one last chance." ”

"Hurry up, don't send it. ”

"Damn!" Xi Yao bit her lip and saw the dust gradually disappear.

"I must be sleepwalking!" Xi Yao looked at another snow-capped mountain, and there was a crystal clear white house on the snow-capped mountain.

Xi Yao came to the White House and met the Iceless Elder who was sweeping the snow at the gate of the palace, and before Xi Yao could speak, he only heard the Iceless Elder ask, "Did the Ji Twin Spirit Sword return to him?"

"Hmm...... I don't know, it's gone, and it turns into tobacco. ”

"That's it, the spirit sword has found its owner. ”

"I saw a grave on a snowy mountain, it was...... It's dusty, but when I go again, it's gone...... Grandpa, do you know what's going on?"

"Child, do you know where the Kunlun Mountain is?" Elder Wuxi asked as he put down the broom in his hand.

Xi Yao shook her head.

"Kunlun Mountain is a spiritual mountain, and the mountains and snow here are spiritual. People who are destined will always see pictures of fate. Maybe what you see is the future. ”

"Future?" Xi Yao remembered Rocky's corpse rope and Fan Chen's soul breaking lamp, now counting, he still has four years left, so, after four years, Fan Chen will be buried on Kunlun Snow Mountain?

"Is he good on it, has he practiced calligraphy seriously?" Elder Wuxi asked with a smile.

Xi Yao came back to her senses, remembered Fan Chen's indifferent face, and replied: "No, old man, let me tell you, he didn't write a word on it!

"Really?"

"Yes, he's really hateful!" Xi Yao turned on the mode of making a small report.