Yun Mengyao gently wiped away the tears on Ling Yifan's face, and said gently: "Heaven can let me meet you at the last moment of my life, it is already a great gift, for me there is no regret, thank you for accompanying me during this time! I will bring this memory to the next life together, maybe I will find you again." ”

At this time, Ling Yifan frantically injected Yuan Li into Yun Mengyao's body, hoping to save her, although he knew that it was futile to do so.

Ling Yifan felt as if his heart was completely torn apart by an invisible pain, the beauty had just begun, and before he could hold it in his hand, God ruthlessly took it away.

At this time, he only felt that the whole sky had fallen, the whole world was gray, and he had just enjoyed the beauty of love, and in the blink of an eye, it was empty.

Looking at Yun Mengyao, who was constantly flowing with life in her arms, she was still arguing with herself a moment ago, and she was still coquettish with herself, but now she was about to leave herself, and she couldn't help but feel as unreal as in a dream.

Ling Yifan couldn't accept this reality, and he couldn't accept it, thinking of Yun Mengyao's strange appearance today, and he didn't even notice it, the self-blame and grief in his heart suddenly became even worse. During this period of time, he didn't even notice the changes in Yun Mengyao's body, and Ling Yifan suddenly fell into deep self-blame.

Yun Mengyao looked at Ling Yifan with a heartache, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I can't accompany you through your whole life, just let me stay in your memory! Maybe this is my life, but I'm already content!"

Also, you have to be careful in the dark temple, he is more terrifying and powerful than anyone imagined, I also know a little about this, you can do your best to restore your memory, I am also relieved. At least you won't be without the ability to resist in the face of unknown dangers, and that's the last thing I can do for you. ”

Ling Yifan said sadly: "Don't worry, I will definitely save you, no one can take you away from me, not even the sky!"

Yun Mengyao smiled sadly. "I have lived a very happy life during this time, I only hate my thin life, I have no chance to finish the rest of my life with you, and I have no regrets about being able to marry you in this life. I will bless you in heaven. You will definitely find another better one than me, and in the future leave me a small place in your memory, and I will be satisfied!"

Ling Yifan shook his head, his expression extremely sad, and stroked Yun Mengyao's pale cheeks. Said painfully: "Meng Yao, I said that I can only tolerate you alone in my heart in this life, whether it is white head and old age or yin and yang!"

Yun Mengyao showed a poignant smile and said with tears: "It's enough to hear your words!"

At this time, Yun Mengyao's vitality passed faster and faster, and the dead air between her eyebrows became heavier and heavier, seeing that Yun Mengyao was dying, Ling Yifan's heart was like a knife, and he hugged Yun Mengyao and kept saying, "Why is this happening." Why didn't you sue me earlier, I would have done it, why didn't I find out anything wrong with you before, blame me, blame me!"

Yun Mengyao held Ling Yifan's hand, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and said softly: "I can leave quietly in your arms, this is my best destination, before leaving, I want to hear you call me a lady again!"

Yun Mengyao's voice carried a hint of desolation and helplessness. She is also reluctant, but it is difficult to fight against her fate, so. It's the best ending!

Ling Yifan called out in Yun Mengyao's ear, "Lady, lady..."

Yun Mengyao had a trace of tears in the corners of her eyes, a happy smile bloomed on her face, and she slowly closed her eyes in Ling Yifan's call. The cold jade hand slid lightly from Ling Yifan's hand.

Ling Yifan was stunned, looking at Yun Mengyao, whose vitality was completely cut off, a heart-rending pain burst out from his chest, and the sound spread for miles, straight up to the green underworld, at this moment, the entire heaven and earth seemed to collapse.

At this moment, a dense stream of colorful energy emanated from the bead enveloped Yun Mengyao's body, and a gloomy and silent soul was frightened out of Yun Mengyao's mind and disappeared towards Ling Yifan's forehead.

Ling Yifan sensed this lifeless soul, the infinite pain in his heart, and in that dim soul, he could vaguely see Yun Mengyao's serene face, which seemed to have fallen asleep.

Ling Yifan said to himself in his heart: "You sleep, sleep well, even if I go to heaven and earth, I will find a way to wake you up..."

At the moment when Yun Mengyao left, in the mysterious space in the evil sea, the patriarch of the mysterious race, the majestic middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh, his expression was unusually lonely, and an indescribable sadness suddenly permeated his heart, only to hear the man say to himself: "Heaven's will is unpredictable, what is right?"

In Ruixue Village, Ling Yifan hugged Yun Mengyao's body and gently kissed Yun Mengyao's forehead, and the silent tears slipped down again, unconsciously wetting the placket.

At this time, after hearing Ling Yifan's heart-rending roar, Ye Bo and Ye Yuling didn't know what was going on, so they hurriedly ran out of the house, and the two hurriedly ran towards Ling Yifan's hut.

When the two of them ran into the room, they were immediately stunned by the scene in front of them, they saw Yun Mengyao, who was fine during the day, was lying in Ling Yifan's arms at this time, and there were no signs of life.

Ye Yuling couldn't believe the qiē in front of her, during this time, she and Yun Mengyao got along with each other the best, they were already like sisters, and they had nothing to talk about.

She couldn't believe that Sister Meng Yao, who could go to heaven and earth in her eyes and was invincible, actually left like this, Ye Yuling suddenly couldn't help crying, and said in a choked voice: "How can this be, Sister Meng Yao, you promised me that you would come back to see me in the future, and you still have to teach me to cultivate..."

As she spoke, Ye Yuling couldn't cry anymore, and Ye Bo on the side was also sour in her heart, shedding a few old tears, and they couldn't accept the fact that Yun Mengyao left.

At this time, Ye Bo didn't know what to say, only to see that Ling Yifan just hugged Yun Mengyao tightly, his expression was dull, but tears flowed down one by one and fell on Yun Mengyao's cheeks.

At the moment when Yun Mengyao's life disappeared, those things related to inheritance also gradually dissipated, which is why he couldn't pass it on to Ye Yuling when he passed it on to her.

Ye Bo sighed in his heart, pulled Ye Yuling, and the two slowly withdrew from Ling Yifan's room, and came to the door, Ye Bo said bitterly: "You stay here, don't bother your wooden brother first, his mood must not be something we can understand!"

Ye Yuling nodded chokedly, sat in front of the door, tears couldn't stop flowing down, Ye Bo was also in a heavy mood, he also squatted aside, lit the old pipe that had not been used for many years, and smoked it.

Ye Yuling sat there, in a daze, and couldn't help but think of the situation when Yun Mengyao took her to travel the world a few days ago, and remembered the scene when Yun Mengyao passed on her skills that day, as well as every word she had said to her.

At that time, I felt that Yun Mengyao was weird, but now that I think about it, I feel the clues and inappropriateness in it, it turns out that Sister Mengyao has long known that her life is short.

Ye Yuling couldn't help but think of the bits and pieces with Yun Mengyao, remembered that she was always naughty and arguing with Yun Mengyao, and always pestered Yun Mengyao to ask questions. The more Ye Yuling thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt in her heart, and her tears kept flowing like beads with broken threads.

Yun Mengyao has been in Ruixue Village for more than half a year, and every scene in the past seems to have just happened, and Yun Mengyao's voice and smile continue to echo in Ye Yuling's ears.

The voice is still there, but the person has left, Ye Yuling clutched the corner of her clothes tightly, the sadness in her heart was like an invisible blade stirring in her heart, and an unspeakable grief eroded her soul.

At this time, the saddest thing was Ling Yifan, he finally realized what it was to be close to the world, and saw that his lover was in his arms. But no matter what he said or did, she couldn't hear it anymore, never again.

Ling Yifan hugged Yun Mengyao's cold body tightly, there were no tears in his eyes, but blood was dripping in his heart, Ling Yifan just silently stroked Yun Mengyao's cold cheeks, thinking about every moment that had happened in the past six months, every moment... (To be continued.) )