Ten years ago, he was alone when he left the capital, and ten years later he came back to the capital with his companions and friends. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that she has always been alone, and when she finally felt that her father had been with her all along, he died in front of her eyes.

She looked at Xun Qiu and felt that the distance between each other was really not as simple as a person's distance, there were too many intangible things in it.

Love really doesn't just need love.

They really don't fit in with each other.

When my father fell, it was not only the resentment of the two families that ended, but also the affection that I had when I was a child.

Between them, all they need now is a goodbye.

Her memories go back to when she was a child, thinking that he was sick, and that she was almost sleepless at his bedside day and night, and that his mother was moved to tears.

At that time, he was still a standard second ancestor, even if he had red eyes in front of his hospital bed, he would not say a word to tease her.

It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but he doesn't bother to say it.

She always remembered those unforgettable days when she was a child, but in fact, it was not so beautiful in the eyes of many people, at that time, it was just because she liked him very much, even if he didn't get angry about anything.

She always felt that those lives would be seared in her soul, and the days spent together day and night would always be remembered by her, and she still believed in it until now.

He liked to read the idle books sold by the merchants who walked the streets, but he was too lazy to read them, so he moved a chair and lay down under a tree, so that she could read to him by the side. She was always happy to do it, because it was one of the few things he would like to spend with her for a long time.

At that time, he listened with his eyes closed, and the corners of his mouth were always curled, and even he didn't know that when she was reading, she would always look at him a few times and smile every time she changed pages.

Later, she became a saintess of the night, and every time she returned to Linjing City and encountered such a book, she would buy it again, but she didn't read it anymore, just read it quietly by herself, as if she could see his appearance between the lines.

But the person in front of her seemed to be different from the person she had seen between the lines over the years.

Xun Qiu looked at the person in front of him, her sad face broke his heart, and her smiling face seemed to stop forever in the depths of memory, and it never appeared since he left Linjing City ten years ago.

At the time, she smiled so beautifully, and now when he looks back, he can't help but wonder how she managed to smile so comfortably and so beautifully, more so heartwarming than all the smiles he'd ever seen.

But at this moment, he felt that he was constantly losing her.

He didn't want her to go, and he was reluctant to let her go.

They have experienced ten years of separation, ten years of going round and round, and ten years that they don't want to go through again.

But ten years later, it seems that the distance between them has not only not narrowed, but has become wider and more insurmountable than it was ten years ago.

They fall in love and kill each other, and then face the same stranger.

But if she really leaves like this, who will prove the significance of his perseverance and longing over the years, and how should he fulfill his promise to protect her?

Love can cross thousands of mountains and rivers, but this moment has become a sea of vicissitudes.

"Please, don't leave me. His lips twitched, and he said in a voice like a helpless child.

But Zhang Lingxi didn't say a word, she just looked at Xun Qiu's face, from his eyes to his nose, to his lips, to his ears, and then back to his eyes.

She repeated it stubbornly, as if what was in front of her had a great influence and meaning on her.

She didn't cry anymore, but there was this layer of tears in her beautiful eyes, but this scene seemed to be an illusion that happened for a moment, and when she looked at it again, it was gone.

Zhang Lingxi sent Zhang Jingyao's body to her own space world, and then stood up, she looked at the surrounding ruin and emptiness, after this battle, even the princess's mansion disappeared completely, and the once prosperous Linjing City was completely lost on the mainland.

She sighed softly and muttered, "What a place to be." ”

Xun Qiu's brows trembled, and he felt that something was going to happen, and his body tensed, as if he could pounce on it at any time.

There was a layer of purple light in front of her, and this purple light turned into a spear, this spear was thin and beautiful, and it didn't look as domineering as ordinary weapons, but the aura in it was extremely powerful.

Nangong Yingying knew this gun.

Sharpshooter Night.

It's just that compared to that night, this moment was held by Zhang Lingxi in his hand, and the gun really bloomed with light, and a faint purple light flowed on the gun, like a purple stream.

Zhang Lingxi raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of coldness on his pretty face, and then he raised the spear and pointed it at Xun Qiu's chest.

She looked indifferent, as if looking at a stranger, her eyes looked around at the emptiness and desolation around her, and then at Xun Qiu.

He Fuwan looked at this scene and wanted to rush over, but her feet seemed to be glued to the ground, she might have thought that no matter who stabbed Xun Qiu with a sword, she would rush forward without hesitation, but at this time she didn't do it.

Xun Qiu felt that the energy on the purple spear was extremely fierce, like an ancient beast, if it was really stabbed like this, even if it was his immortal cultivation, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured.

The world says that mourning is greater than dying, but at this moment, Xun Qiu felt that Zhang Lingxi had done something that made him a little happy.

He was afraid that she would leave directly, and even a stab at him like this would make him feel better than the former.

"I didn't know how to do it, but I still hope it doesn't hurt too much. She muttered.

Xun Qiu closed his eyes, he was not afraid of death or pain, but he didn't dare to look at her eyes that were obviously sad, but they were like stagnant water, he only hoped that this shot was ruthless enough, deep enough, so that she could vent the ruthlessness and depression in her heart.

He hopes that the past can really be erased, and then he will circle her around him all the time, look at her every day, love her, so that she will forget these sad things and start again.

Xun Qiu kept telling himself like this, and then there was a popping sound, and warm blood splashed on his face.

In the quiet world, with this popping sound, the silence around it was broken like a thunderbolt from the sky.

Xun Qiu opened his eyes, as if in slow motion, at this moment, he clearly saw that the spear that was supposed to stimulate his chest was pierced on Zhang Lingxi's chest, and her body slowly fell down like a puppet that had been cut off all of a sudden.

Grim blood spurted out of her chest and splashed on his body, on his face.

Xun Qiu roared, and reached out to grab her.

He Fuwan also flew over and stretched out her hand to grab her.

The palms of the two met in mid-air, then collided, and her body fell to the ground first.

Blood continued to flow from the wound on his chest, and the blood was sucked down by the cracked earth, and the soil was dyed a strange purple red.

"You...... What are you doing!" Xun Qiu pulled Zhang Lingxi, let her lean on his shoulder, and yelled at her, tears hitting her delicate cheeks, and kept flowing downward.

He could feel that her soul was seriously injured at this moment.

"Our Zhang family owes you...... I owe you ...... It's kind of repaid. Although this shot will not be killed, it is only hanging with the soul, and at this time, Zhang Lingxi spoke intermittently.

He Fuwan cried helplessly and shook her head, and crystal tears spilled all over the ground.

She raised her hand and stroked Xun Qiu's cheek, a poignant smile appeared on her face.

"Actually, I ...... I didn't know you all along, the one I knew...... The second ancestor ...... me ten years ago Throw me away. ”

"I didn't really ...... until now Really know...... Maybe the person I've been in love with for the past ten years is the person in my fantasy......"

She took the bloodied palm off Xun Qiu's face, and then her eyes looked at the sky and muttered blankly.

"Xunqiu, where are you...... My heart hurts...... Where are you...... Why did you leave me alone...... Xun Qiu ......" She leaned on Xun Qiu's shoulder, calling out his previous name, tears flowed uncontrollably, cutting her pretty cheek.

Xun Qiu choked and cried, he didn't know how to comfort her now, he could only hold her, but at this time he felt that he could no longer hold her, his heart was intact, but there was a terrible hole, and even he could feel the pain of the biting cold wind whistling through the hole.

Then she struggled to break free from his arms, and Gongliangyu, who was not far away, ran over to support her crying.

Xun Qiu grabbed her arm like a life-saving straw.

Zhang Lingxi slowly pushed his hand away, and then grabbed his cuffs again, wanting to say something to him, but she choked on a mouthful of blood with such a mouth.

Then she coughed twice more and was finally able to speak again.

"Don't see you again, I beg you...... Please. ”

Xun Qiu's hand that grabbed her arm seemed to be drained of strength all of a sudden, and it hung down weakly. She said not to see him again, she said she begged him.

Xun Qiu was stunned for a long time, and then he laughed out loud, his laughter could almost rush to the nine heavens, and the voice of grief carried a thrilling power.

He knelt on the ground, and He Fuwan on the side squatted down, hugged his knees and cried.

She didn't turn her head to look at the two of them again, but when she turned around, the tears in the corners of her eyes welled up even more.

"Go home... Go home...... I want to go home. Zhang Lingxi couldn't stop saying in Gongliangyu's ear.

They didn't fly, but Gongliangyu supported Zhang Lingxi and walked forward slowly, they walked out of everyone's sight and walked out of Linjing City.

In the tail of autumn.

In a fallen city.

ended a love-hate relationship.