Bu Li wants to go up and help, perhaps because of the nature of healing and saving people hidden in the soul of a doctor, every time he sees a patient, he can't help but want to do what he can. But no matter how hard Bu Li tried, he could only stand outside the mirage, as a bystander, a special side. It was like a wisp of soul pulled out of one's own body in a mirage, floating on one side, omnipresent, but unable to do anything.

It's really like a trace of soul, this feeling is very strange, and Buli has never experienced it. Even if he has been tempered several times with his spiritual power, and has the bonus of the Mirage Dragon, he still falls into a strange feeling and can't extricate himself.

"You're so ruthless. The woman muttered, with tears in her eyes. The intense abdominal pain made her feel as if even if she said a simple sentence.

The lower body of a plain white dress has been soaked with jet-black blood, dyed red, and it looks shocking on the white snow. The snow was constantly soaked with black blood, and the black blood spread on the snow like this, like a sword, pointing straight to the depths of the heart.

At this time, the woman raised her head, and Bu Li's eyes widened suddenly, and the first time she saw the woman's face, she actually ...... It turned out to be Zhang Xitong.

What the fuck is this?!

didn't wait for the step to leave the scolding mouth, and immediately, it seemed that an invisible big hand was pinching the step centrifugal mouth, it hurt so much. How could it be Zhang Xitong? The powerful existence in the white mist has seen a mirage for himself, it seems that in the previous life, Zhang Xitong was a rabbit girl, standing in the cold wind and saying the words hoarsely, as if they were still echoing in Bu Li's mind.

The stress of life and the dignity of life. Which one is important, which one is important, which one is important!!

Can...... If all of them are true, how much favor do you owe Zhang Xitong, and how many debts do you can't pay off?

The mind is as strong as being separated from each other. was also in a trance at this moment, not knowing what he was going to do. What exactly can be done. It floated in mid-air like a ghost, staring at it in a daze.

"Zhang Xitong" bit her lips and looked like that, trying to get herself through. The white and silky face was sickly pale, combined with the resolute look of "Zhang Xitong", and gave way to the indescribable pain. Helpless, you can only be strong yourself, not to be strong, but if you are not strong. I can't live.

However, does "Zhang Xitong" really want to live this time? Sometimes, it is more uncomfortable to live than to die.

With his shallot-like fingers trembling, he took out a dagger from his bosom and held it vigorously. The joints were pale, and the grip was so hard, as if the dagger was about to be plunged into the chest of the guilty man.

"Ah~~~" A tragic shout came out of the delicate body, the scattered black hair flew, and "Zhang Xitong" raised his head. A cry of pain, the squirming of the bulging abdomen instantly became much faster. With a sound of "grabbing", the dagger in his right hand was inserted into the wooden door, forcibly stabilizing his body. The snow-white teeth had been bitten deep into the lips. The teeth were white and blood-red, like a soul-calming soul technique, directly hitting the bottom of the step. It hurts to the bone marrow.

This knife is like piercing Bu Li's heart. Hurt. It hurts to the bone marrow, and it hurts to the heart.

Even the strongest people. When you are tormented by the most painful thing in the world, you will inevitably cry out in pain. During childbirth, the pain can reach level ten, and you can step away from the path of knowledge. Looking at the heart-wrenching appearance of "Zhang Xitong", it seems that he wants to vent his thoughts and attachments at this moment, and he also feels the same way.

It didn't take much time, "Zhang Xitong" took out a bloody and blurred mass of flesh from the bottom of the skirt, cut the umbilical cord with a dagger, and leaned weakly against the wooden door.

There was no hemostasis, and "Zhang Xitong" didn't seem to want to stop the bleeding for himself. Just holding the bloody mass of flesh and looking at it blankly, as if that was her only thing, that was everything she had, everything she had.

The world where he walked away was unusually quiet, and there was not a single sound except for the sound of straw stalks when the heavy snow fell. The heartbeat of "Zhang Xitong" can be heard every step away, so clear. Soon, it became weaker and weaker, more and more disorganized.

Excessive blood loss, traumatic shock, internal environmental disorders, a few habitual words immediately appeared in Buli's mind. If the current "Zhang Xitong" is rescued, he will still be able to survive. But what's the point of living?

Just look at it. I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a moment, it seemed like a day? I forgot everything I saw in the mirage, and my heart hurt as if it was about to break.

"You negative person!" "Zhang Xitong" used all the strength of his body, pointed to Bu Li, and reprimanded loudly. Although she had exhausted all her strength, her vitality had already been broken, and even if she had exhausted all her strength, her voice was extremely weak.

Bu Li didn't know when Lu Dao was already standing opposite "Zhang Xitong", looking at "Zhang Xitong" pointing at himself, scolding himself, speechless, not knowing what Lu Dao should say.

"How many times have you promised me?!" "Zhang Xitong" was soaked and wet with his own blood, holding a premature, dead baby in his hands, with tears in his eyes, watching Bu Li. Tears rolled down her cheeks, then turned into drops of ice in the bitter cold wind. Just like the legendary Snow Maiden, tears will turn into pearls when she cries, with a hint of stubbornness in her touching, which makes people feel sad and distressed.

"You give me hope every time, and then make me desperate, for what! Why do you want to come back!" Zhang Xitong calmed down, did not roar wildly, just calmly and plainly. Ask a sentence that has been thinking about it for a long time, why do you want to come back every time you hurt me?

Bu Li didn't know what all these changes in Lu Dao were like, was it a dream, was it true? Bu Li seemed to have forgotten that he was looking at a mirage, and had gone deep into the mirage, standing in front of "Zhang Xitong" and accepting the condemnation of conscience.

"I still remember all the sweet words you told me, sentence by sentence, and when you were away, I turned them out and listened to them, as if you were still by my side, and none of them were so good. But are you telling the truth?" Zhang Xitong's words became more and more gentle.

Buli nodded in a trance, such a beautiful and docile girl should have been pampered by herself in the palm of her hand, but what was it because of what did she make such a fuss?

"You lied, and you lied to me. "Zhang Xitong" smiled, his face with excessive blood loss was paler than the surrounding snow, and this smile appeared, indescribably desolate. Yan Ran smiled, far more than a miserable laugh, and felt extremely miserable.

"But I just like you to lie to me. Every word you say, I take it as the truth and remember it very carefully. Will you remember?" asked Zhang Xitong seriously.

Step away from pain without speaking.

What do you have to remember? The memories of the previous life have been sealed, and I don't remember anything......

"You said that no matter what happens, you will pamper me, you will spoil me, you will hold me in your hands, and you will not let me be hurt in the slightest. But you see, this is our child, he is dead, you killed him, you hurt us. "Zhang Xitong" is becoming more and more insipid.

As the blood flowed and the vitality passed, the voice of "Zhang Xitong" became more and more frequent, and the voice of "Zhang Xitong", who was about to die against the door frame opposite Bu Li, seemed to wander in the whole snow, and every snowflake seemed to be asking Bu Li, what was all this for!

"I'm going to die, I won't bother you, don't worry. "Zhang Xitong" slowly closed his eyes and said softly: "Don't disturb, it's my gentleness." ”

Bu Li stood in the snow in a daze, looking at the dying "Zhang Xitong" opposite, and didn't know what Lu Dao was thinking.

"Are you willing to come down and accompany me? If you say that in this world, there are many things you can't help but do, you can accompany me and the child, we are a family of three walking together, away from this helpless world, do you think it is okay? I cook for you every day, wash the pulp, we grow up with the children together, happy like a fairy. Zhang Xitong opened his eyes and looked at Bu Li expectantly.

"I'm leaving soon, can you come with me?" Zhang Xitong's soft, pleading tone softened his mind. Sooner or later, it will become soft and soft.

In a trance, Buli nodded, walked together, and went home to see his parents.

"You lied to me again......" Zhang Xitong smiled, "I'm so stupid, I know that you are lying to me, and I will believe it every time." I'm going to die, can you go first? I watch you die, and I'll bear all the pain. ”

Death seems very simple. Countless things in the step centrifugal chassis swirling, unconsciously, a kind of overwhelmed mind pressed on the bottom of the centrifuge, heavy concession away from the want to escape, seems to die, is a good choice.

Very good choice...... Isn't that so? The longbow of the horns landed beside Bu Li, and the wisp of black soul on the white core of the tree looked so clear. Step away from bending down, take out the sharp knife from the leggings, and hold it against the heart.

"That's right, you've listened to me once in your life, and I'm already very content. Tears fell from Zhang Xitong's cheeks, and one by one fell in a pool of dark red blood. (To be continued......)