Feeling the imprint of the palm, Ling'er hurried away in the direction. The howling cold wind blew a few strands of green silk on her forehead, revealing her pretty face full of cold and anxious.

She felt that the flame of life on the other side of the spirit seal was already extinguished at any time.

When praying in his heart that Lingkun would hold on, Ling'er sped up the speed of rushing again.

As she got closer to Lingkun, Ling'er went to the place where she had met Lingkun every time she met in the past, the place that only belonged to her and Lingkun: a big tree.

Looking at the unfamiliar tree in front of her, Ling'er was obviously stunned, she could feel that at this time, the weak Lingkun was at the top of that tree, where they met every night.

As soon as she turned her eyes, she saw a trace that seemed to have been crawled by, with a little blood on the trace, which looked extremely miserable. Looking down the trail, the trail extends to the wooden ladder.

Thinking of a possibility, Ling'er felt her heart twitch, and immediately hurriedly climbed the wooden ladder.

When she stepped out of the wooden ladder, she saw a figure curled up on the ground not far away, the figure did not move, just lying quietly on the ground, leaving Ling'er with a lonely back.

Ling'er knew that the person lying down was Lingkun.

Approaching the lying person, even if Ling'er had already prepared in her heart and warned herself to be strong, when she saw Lingkun at this time, she still felt a heart-wrenching pain, so painful that she couldn't breathe!

At this time, Lingkun was wearing a white shirt that was no longer as neat as before, the clothes on the front were covered with dust, and many places had been worn and torn, revealing the immature skin with faint traces of blood, and the bright red on the shirt on his chest looked so dazzling. The hands that used to be very white were also covered with coagulated blood and dust, and the immature little face did not have the tenacity of before, it was the kind of dead silence without any expression, and there were still dried blood stains at the corners of the mouth.

Just as Ling'er was worried under the tree, Lingkun climbed over!

Ling'er squatted down, tightly hugged Lingkun's pale little face in her arms, felt Lingkun's cold body, two lines of tears slowly slid down Ling'er's smooth pretty face, and the irrepressible low sobs slowly remembered, Ling'er cried: "Lingkun, you wake up, don't sleep, get up, let's go, let's leave this place, find a quiet place, don't pay attention to anything, it's just you and me." Let's live a peaceful life together, I'll be your wife, and we'll have a group of children, okay? Lingkun, wake up, you answer me, okay! Lingkun, you speak......!" At the end of the words, Ling'er was already choked up and speechless, and strands of tears dripped down her face, dripping onto Lingkun's pale face in her arms.

On the top of the umbrella-like tree, only Ling'er's heart-rending cry remained!

Transparent tears fell on Lingkun's pale face, slowly turning into a white mist, and were inhaled along Lingkun's faint breathing.

At a certain moment, Lingkun's closed eyes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes under the gaze of Ling'er's surprised eyes.

Ling'er looked at Lingkun's open eyes, although the eyes were very dim, but in Ling'er's eyes, they were never brighter.

Looking at Lingkun who woke up, Ling'er burst into tears and smiled, but with a smiling face full of tears, she smiled so reluctantly in Lingkun's eyes.

Lingkun smiled with difficulty, and slowly raised his hand, as if he wanted to smooth Ling'er's pretty face full of tears, but seeing his blood-soaked palm, the raised hand paused slightly, and he was ready to put it down, he didn't want his stained hand to stain the pretty face in front of him that was so perfect that there was no trace of flaw, even if it was not allowed at all.

A white Qianqian's little hand grabbed Lingkun's palm that he was about to put down, and under Lingkun's stopping gaze, it firmly pressed on Ling'er's pretty face without a trace of flaws.

Under Ling'er's firm gaze, Lingkun slowly rubbed this smooth pretty face, wiped away Ling'er's tears, and Lingkun's weak voice also sounded: "Ling'er, don't... Crying, crying is not beautiful. I thought I'd see... I can't see you anymore, I can see you again, really... Good. Promise me, I'm dead... You have to live better than when you had me... I still want to live happily!" After the intermittent sentence was finished, Lingkun's weak cough also sounded.

Listening to Lingkun's weak voice intermittently saying this, Ling'er's self-disguised smile finally disappeared, and tears burst out of her eyes, mixed with Ling'er's heartbreaking and pathetic voice: "No, Kun, you won't die! You still have to marry me, we have to have a bunch of children, how can you die, you will definitely get better!"

Looking at the pretty face full of tears in front of him, Lingkun couldn't wipe away Ling'er's tears, the tears wet Lingkun's palm touching Ling'er's pretty face, and also wet Lingkun's already scarred heart.

"Ling'er, do you remember the night I first saw you, you were wearing a white dress, sitting on a high branch, shaking your little feet, and I, standing at the bottom and looking at you. Ling'er nodded vigorously, indicating that she remembered.

Recalling this incident, Lingkun's pale little face also appeared full of remembrance: "At that time, you sat on the branch like an elf against the curved willow moon. It was the most beautiful picture I've ever seen in my life!"

When Ling'er heard this, she hugged Lingkun's body and trembled, but she didn't speak, but the tears that she couldn't stop seemed to be more.

After saying this, Lingkun looked very weak, and his coughing voice seemed to be quieter: "Ling'er, you don't need to comfort me, I know my situation, I can't hold it anymore, but, before that, I need to be sure of one thing, otherwise...... I won't die blind, go and help me get that stone. ”

Although she knew that what Lingkun said was true, Ling'er still couldn't stop feeling heartbroken. I was very surprised that Lingkun wanted that stone for, but thinking of Lingkun's situation at this time, he immediately gently put down the head holding Lingkun, walked to the end of the tree, brushed aside the rich leaves, and took out the dull and blackened stone.

This stone is the blood spirit stone used in the spirit clan to measure the bloodline, but it is only slightly smaller. This is the sub-stone of the blood spirit stone that Lingkun secretly stole out in the ancestral hall after the three-year-old clan evaluation. He used to stubbornly not believe that he was a waste, so he stole the stone and tested his bloodline repeatedly, but it still didn't shine any light. So, he secretly hid the stone here, fantasizing that one day when he pressed the stone again, it would glow richly. It's just that nine years have passed, and every time I press this stone with a glimmer of hope, nothing has changed. It seemed like it was just a delusion on his part.

Seeing this dull and blackened stone again, Lingkun thought about everything about itself, and a complicated look appeared on his pale face. Immediately, he slowly reached out and pressed the stone that had been pressed countless times.

It's just that this time the result is no longer what it used to be.

The extremely rich and brilliant light emanated from the stone, illuminating Lingkun's pale face, and also illuminating Ling'er's pretty face full of shock and tears.

Looking at this scene that I had imagined countless times in my dreams, the reality appeared in front of me at this time. Lingkun smiled, just a bitter smile, looking at Ling'er who was full of shock, Lingkun laughed at himself and said: "Ling'er, look, I'm actually not a waste, this is all caused by my brother, my dearest brother!" At the end of the words, Lingkun's pale face appeared with a flush that returned to the light, and he stood up excitedly and shouted: "In the next life, I don't want to be your brother again!"

In the excited roar that echoed Lingkun, Lingkun finally collapsed, and slowly closed his eyes in Ling'er's desperate shout.

The brilliant light converged, revealing the dull and blackened stone inside, and the stone at this time was full of cracks!