Yu Xiaohan watched their every subtle movement intently, and the rapid beating of her heart was almost unbearable.

The clouds are pure black from head to toe, and Kerry prefers dark green.

They wore unsheathed swords of similar size around their waists.

Although they did not choose a domineering weapon, if they stabbed the vital point, they could also take people's lives, and Western swords looked elegant and civilized on the outside, but they had bloodthirsty ferocity in their bones.

She knew that they would fight with all their strength, and if they tried to resist water, they would insult each other, and this duel would be meaningless.

Almost at the same time, they took off their weapons and launched the first wave of the offensive at lightning speed!

The crisp sound of metal clashing pierced the silence of the early morning, and the calm power was poured into the sword body from the hilt, and every inch of blocking, attacking, pulling, and winding was dizzying.

At first, Yun's power was reserved, and he was not in a hurry to attack, but used the block to find the vein of Kerry, although they often played tricks in college, but after all, they had not fought each other.

The strategy of the other side is completely opposite, and Kerry knows that Yun will not use all his strength at the beginning, and attack quickly while he retains his strength to take the lead.

The two are almost equal in athleticism, although Yun is at a disadvantage, his retreating posture is not embarrassed at all, and as for Kerry, who continues to attack, he is even more high-spirited.

Yun narrowly avoided a sword that stabbed him in the heart, and nimbly wrapped around his opponent's weapon to defuse the attack, and then he began to try to counterattack, and several times almost hit the crook of Kerry's right elbow, forcing him to withdraw his sword.

The rapid back and forth made the atmosphere around him more and more tense, and Yu Xiaohan's whole heart rose to his throat, and he almost wanted to turn around and not look at it.

But her body was out of her brain's grip and she couldn't move.

Yu Xiaohan looked at them with a pale face, completely unable to understand who made the sword, who resisted, who was picked on the corner of the clothes, who turned around to attack more, and who deceived himself to gain the advantage.

Her head continued to glow, and her eyes were filled with unrecognizable figures and sword shadows.

She wanted to scream, she wanted to beg them to stop, but her throat clenched couldn't make a sound.

Just before she was about to faint, the victory and defeat had obvious results---

Kerry's palms were bleeding profusely, and the weapon lay on the ground in disarray, and Yun took the opportunity to press the tip of his sword against his opponent's throat, and only a stab forward turned back to kill Kerry.

The duel came to an end, and there was silence all around, as if there was no sign of life.

Kerry calmly accepted his defeat, and still stood straight under the threat of the sword, but Yun looked like a mournful expression.

Those who don't know may mistakenly think that Yun is the losing side.

There is no aura of victory, no smug smile, no arrogant applause, and if his victory depends on the defeat of his best friend, then for him, such a result is not at all worth rejoicing.

Yun withdrew his sword, as if discarding the weapon that had ordered him to win, and there was no high-spirited expression on his face, only exhaustion and loneliness.

Yu Xiaohan breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, Yu Xiaohan felt her heart beating again, and she trembled towards the clouds, wanting to hug him and tell him how proud she was of him!

Yun was slightly superior to him, both physically and sarcastically, as Kerry had known since a long time ago, so defeat was not a surprise to him in the afterlife.

However, Yun's pitiful expression was unbearable, and he would rather die under Yun's sword than accept the sympathy he didn't need.

In addition, Yu Xiaohan's performance is also infuriating!

She completely ignores the existence of the loser, walks to the clouds with a big smile, hugs him tightly, and treats him as a unique hero.

New and old hatreds rushed to his heart, anger and jealousy burned his sanity, and Kerry bent to pick up the sword that the cloud had dropped.

He's going to get revenge!

Even if the price is to lose one's own life.

His expression was twisted and hideous, and the flames of vengeance burned his mind, and Kerry took his sword and stabbed it into Cloud's unprotected back---

"Be careful!" Yu Xiaohan caught a glimpse of Kerry's movements out of the corner of his eye, and hurriedly pushed the cloud away.

The tip of the long sword pierced directly into her right chest, and the blood stained the pure white cloth in an instant, like a blooming begonia, which was shocking!

Kerry took several steps back in disbelief and watched as Yu Xiaohan fell into Yun's arms.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

"Xiaohan, oh my God---" Seeing the blood stains on her chest, Yun collapsed and shouted.

"It's good you're okay." Yu Xiaohan muttered angrily, with a relieved smile on his bloodless face.

"Who wants you to do such a stupid thing!" The sword stabbed him in the heart, and he almost died of pain.

"I, don't do stupid things---"

"Don't talk, I'll take you to the hospital right away, you'll be fine." Yun picked her up anxiously, and there was an uncontrollable tremor in his pretended strong tone.

"No, listen to me, I'm afraid that if I don't say it, I won't have a chance again---" Yu Xiaohan firmly grasped his arm, and his tone was full of determination.

"Don't say such stupid things, you'll be fine, do you hear?" Yun yelled angrily.

Thinking that she had been seriously injured for herself, how could his heart calm down, especially when he heard her say such depressing words, he was even more painful and didn't know what to do.

"I love you, Yun, I love you more than you know, and I have loved you for a long, long time--- maybe you will never fall in love with me for the rest of your life, but it is my greatest blessing to see you and know you."

"Don't talk about it." The clouds hugged her head to her heart, and the tears finally couldn't help but slide down her eyes and drip down her pale cheeks.

"Let me say,--- promise me Yun, open your heart to accept the care of others, and forget the harm that Xia Qing has brought you, because ---I love you so much, and I feel sorry for you---"

"If you love me, don't worry me." Yun stroked her delicate hair movingly, even at such a moment of crisis, she still did not forget to care for him.

"I have a hunch that this dream is coming to an end and that we are about to separate. But I don't want to leave yet, how can I be willing to say goodbye to you? If I could only meet you in my dreams, I would rather never wake up for the rest of my life. ”

"Don't keep saying things that I don't understand!" Yun hurriedly cut off her worrying words.

"Hurry up and get in the car. We had to get her to the hospital right away. Kerry drove the car over and shouted anxiously at the clouds.

Yun's whole heart was in a mess, and he completely lost the ability to adapt, so he could only follow Kerry's instructions and clumsily carry Yu Xiaohan into the car.

"Kerry, don't hate the clouds, okay?" Yu Xiaohan stretched out his arm and tugged at Kerry's sleeve, "Only by leaving behind hatred and obsession with Xia Qing can you find your own happiness." ”

"You still care about yourself." Kerry held back tears in his eyes and focused on driving.

Yu Xiaohan is a special woman, she was injured, but she did not blame the murderer who injured her, but treated him like an old friend who had known him for many years.

"If I'm gone, will you remember me? Will you miss me? ”

"You'll be fine." Cloud and Kerry shouted in unison.

Yu Xiaohan smiled happily.

She wasn't sure if she would remember everything in her dreams when she woke up, but she was 100% sure that meeting them was the most special experience of her life.

"Don't worry, I'll always watch over you and never let you leave my side." The cloud whispered in her ear as if assured.

A pleasant smile mixed with a thick sorrow, Yu Xiaohan stretched out a trembling hand and stroked Yun Yingting's facial features, as if he wanted to firmly engrave his appearance on the heart plate.

She clearly sensed that the dream was almost over.

Her concentration was getting harder and harder, and the pain in her body was getting stronger!