Zi Ling's poisonous wound suddenly worsened.

Snake venom attacks are becoming more frequent and longer.

Bingyang had to spend more internal force to suppress the toxicity for Ziling.

But Ziling is getting weaker and weaker.

Bingyang was so anxious that he called all the doctors in the vicinity.

The result is: the world is poisonous, and there is no cure!

To make matters worse, Zi Ling's will to survive gradually collapsed.

Bingyang decided to take Ziling to find a famous doctor in the world.

But Ziling firmly disagreed.

She said she loved the sunny town and wanted to spend her last days in this place where there was no dispute.

Bingyang had nothing to do, and for the first time he felt so incompetent.

So cowardly.

So helpless.

Early one morning, Ziling woke up from a nightmare.

She felt never so tired.

She struggled to sit up.

She softly called out to the sun, but no one answered.

"Bingyang may be out. She said to herself, suddenly feeling very thirsty.

"Wangwu, come and help me. Zi Ling could only call for Wangwu Sword. Usually, as long as she calls for Wangwu Sword, Wangwu Sword will fly over intimately and act as a crutch.

However, the Wanggo sword did not appear either.

Zi Ling felt very confused, could it be that Wangwu Jian also went out?

She looked up and looked around the room.

Wanggo happened to be sitting upright on a wooden table not far away.

However, the body of the Wangwu sword was gray and there was no trace of life.

"Wangwu!" Zi Ling was a little anxious, she wanted to mobilize her internal force to urge the Wangwu Sword, but she was surprised to find that there was no internal force in her body. The sense of the sword has completely disappeared.

Zi Ling anxiously wanted to stand up, but her feet went weak and she fell heavily to the ground. Suddenly, with a sweet burst of sweetness, she began to spit out black blood, and her whole body ached as if she had been skinned and cramped. Zi Ling understood that she had started to poison again. Desperately struggling, she crawled to the wooden table and grabbed the sword of Wanggo.

"Wangwu, are you even ignoring me anymore?" Zi Ling looked at the Wangwu Sword that had been born and died together, but now it had become so cold and strange. Her tears rolled down her face.

"Maybe in Wangwu's heart, it's time for me, the master of Wangwu's sword, to fall. Zi Ling said sadly to Wangwu Jian.

She gritted her teeth, used the last of her strength, barely got up, stumbled out of the hut, and walked with difficulty towards the mountain.

In the early morning in the mountains, the mist and morning light shine.

Birds chirp and happily exchange plans for the new day.

Zi Ling suddenly felt a little in a trance, as if she was still the happy girl, without fear, without melancholy, lingering on a beautiful life and looking forward to a wonderful future.

Only the pain in her whole body reminded her that these beautiful things had nothing to do with her.

Zi Ling dragged his heavy body and slid step by step to the edge of a mountain cliff. The cliffs are so high that you can even see white clouds at your feet.

She suddenly remembered that in the past, when she was in Mount Emei, it took a lot of effort to learn light skills.

In order to practice light exercises, she often jumps down from trees. As a result, he fell and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Senior Brother Ying Zong often teased her that she was a bird whose wings had not yet grown, and she wanted to learn to fly.

Teasing is making fun. Senior Brother Ying Zong was still very friendly, often standing under the tree, waiting for Zi Ling to fall and her nose was blue and her face was swollen, and then he helped her up with a distorted smile on his face.

Today, Zi Ling once again planned to take such a leap.

The difference is that no one came to save her anymore.

"The mountains are so beautiful, and it is good that if I jump from here, my soul will stay in this valley forever. Zi Ling actually smiled slightly and muttered.

She walked slowly to the edge of the cliff and found that she had no trace of sadness.

Death turned out to be such an easy thing.

Suddenly, behind Zi Ling, an extremely familiar voice came from her:

"Do you want to learn to fly a bird that hasn't grown its wings yet?"

Zi Ling was shocked, and tears fell down her eyes.

She didn't look back, but replied in a choked voice: "It's a pity that the bird's wings have been broken and can't fly anymore." ”

Suddenly, behind Zi Ling, a person stepped forward, hugged Zi Ling from behind, and cried bitterly.

It's Senior Brother Yingzong!

He cried and said: "Don't die, there are still many people in this world who can't bear you." ”

Zi Ling felt a pain in her heart, and hid her face and wept.

Ying Zong let go of Zi Ling, walked up to her, and said to her gently, "Zi Ling, come back to Emei with me." Master must have a way to save you. ”

"It's useless, no one can save me. Zi Ling was reluctant to let go of the hand covering her face, and said excitedly: "You go, I don't want you to see me." ”

Ying Zong broke Zi Ling's hand and saw Zi Ling's scarred face, and his heart was full of grief. But he still hardened his heart and said, "You once told me that none of our lives are your own. Do you still care so much about this face?"

Zi Ling's heart moved, and the past events and scenes all appeared in front of him.

Go up the mountain, get a sword, learn a sword. used to be so proud and wanted to become a generation of heroes.

And just now, I almost used death to escape the pain like a coward.

Zi Ling seemed to have woken up, looking at Ying Zong, tears fell.

Ying Zong grabbed Zi Ling's hand and grasped it so tightly, he said firmly, "Zi Ling, I'll take you back." ”

Zi Ling nodded involuntarily.

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Ying Zong helped Ziling and walked down the mountain road.

The mountain road was so rugged that Ziling had a hard time walking.

Ying Zong suddenly picked up Zi Ling horizontally, and strode forward as before.

Zi Ling was stunned, only to feel a pain in her heart. It turns out that in my heart, I have never forgotten those past events.

The two of them were silent.

At this time, on the mountain road, a man hurriedly ran up the mountain.

This person was sweating and anxious, it was Bingyang.

His heart had never been so alarmed. He was afraid that he would lose Zi Ling again.

At this time, Bingyang finally saw Ying Zong and Zi Ling walking down the mountain.

Bingyang was stunned, and his face became gloomy.

Zi Ling also saw Bingyang, she was a little embarrassed, and whispered to Ying Zong: "You let me down, I can go by myself." ”

Ying Zong glanced at Bingyang coldly and gently put Zi Ling down.

Bing Yang took a step forward, took Zi Ling's hand, and said with some eagerness, "Where have you been?" Didn't you promise me not to leave again?"

As soon as Zi Ling wanted to speak, Ying Zong suddenly blocked Bing Yang's hand away and said coldly, "I will take Zi Ling back to Emei." ”

Bingyang's face turned cold, and he said sharply: "Why are you?"

Seeing the two arguing, Zi Ling's heart was anxious, and suddenly the blood in his chest surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Bingyang and Yingzong were both shocked.

Bingyang helped Ziling to sit down, and forcibly used internal force to stabilize Ziling's toxicity.

After a cup of tea, Bingyang was already pale, haggard from the consumption of internal force.

Ying Zong was a little touched, and his tone softened: "Bingyang, we can't watch Zi Ling die." She must return to Emei. ”

Bingyang thought for a moment, stared at Zi Ling's eyes, and said, "As long as I can save you, I can go anywhere." ”

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Finally, I had a chance to sit in the ice cave.

As soon as Ziling returned to Emei, he was sent to a cave in the back mountain.

Zi Ling looked around at this familiar cave, and as soon as he approached the cold ice cave in the past, he would shiver in various ways. But now sitting in the ice cave, she felt a deep coolness, rushing in her blood, and her whole body was not so painful.

The head Qin Yi and many elders of Emei came out of the cave with gloomy faces.

Everyone surrounded them, but Qin Yi didn't say a word, sighed, and turned to leave.

In the following days, the only thing everyone could do was to take turns guarding Ziling in the cave.

As a result, Ziling felt very tired.

The crowd appeared in front of them like marquees.

Zi Ling felt that they were more like they were lining up to say goodbye to her.

Jin Man was still very noisy, he had a pair of small eyes red and swollen, and complained loudly to Zi Ling: "Little Master, I originally wanted to go to you. But the ancestor didn't let me leave Emei, saying that he wanted me to guard the Keli Sword of the Ice Sun. He threw Ke Li's sword towards Bingyang: "You two are not kind, don't take me with you in the future!"

When Wen Yuan walked in, he just shed tears and said back and forth: "Ziling, I'm sorry." Zi Ling actually wanted to tell Wen Yuan that whether he gave up Yingzong or saved her in the snake cave, he never regretted it. But Zi Ling didn't say it after all. She didn't want to make the goodbye too sad. So she took Wen Yuan's hand, recalled her childhood, and told her experience, and the two of them cried and laughed.

When Yingzong was on duty, Ziling's mood was extremely nervous. The feeling of wanting to see and being afraid of seeing made Ziling feel very conflicted. Moreover, she kind of hated herself for dragging her feet.

When Bingyang appeared, Ziling was the most relaxed. She can gently lean on Bingyang's shoulder, behaving like a patient, showing her weak side unscrupulously.

It's another moonlit night.

Wen Yuan was a little depressed, and on the way to the cave, she met Ying Zong.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and the two nodded to each other, having nothing to say.

The two walked to the entrance of the cave, but found Jin Man, who was wiping tears from his tears at the entrance of the cave.

Ying Zong and Wen Yuan's hearts sank, and they hurriedly walked over and asked, "Jin Man, what are you crying about?"

Jin Man wiped a handful of snot and said in a trembling voice: "My little master is going to die!"

Ying Zong was shocked, but said sharply: "Don't talk nonsense. ”

Jin Man cried even louder: "Who said I was talking nonsense." Just now, the little master gave me all the chess games she wrote herself, and said that she could not play chess with me in the future. You say, she's not going to die. ”

When Ying Zong and Wen Yuan heard this, they were in a hurry, and they turned around and were about to run into the cave.

At this time, a man ran out of the cave.

The man was tall and had a bloody man in his arms, and he hurried out.

Ying Zong grabbed this person and said loudly, "Bingyang, where are you going to take Ziling?"

Bingyang coldly shook off Yingzong and said sadly: "Emei can't save Ziling at all. I'll take her to find something else. ”

Ying Zong fixed his eyes on Zi Ling, who was held by Bingyang. At this time, Zi Ling had fallen into a coma, her face was pale, there was no trace of blood, and there were large blood stains on her clothes. Apparently poisoned again.

Ying Zong's heart ached, he groaned slightly, and suddenly raised his head to Bingyang and said, "Okay, I'll go with you." ”

With tears in her eyes, Wen Yuan hurriedly said, "I'll go too." ”

Bingyang didn't hesitate and strode forward.

Jin Man also wiped his snot and followed.

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