Transcending the Nine Heavens - Chapter 1125

[Part 7 Chapter 367]

> ..I don’t know what strength is supporting the two, and the two actually broke into Ling Hanwu’s side!

Facing the sword like a forest, Ye Chuchen stepped forward and met the sword.

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“Don’t disturb us, let’s talk to him!” Ye Chuchen’s voice was choked, her body trembled, and she said word by word, there seemed to be a crazy flame burning in her eyes.

Her voice was firm and uncompromising.

But it revealed a strange indifference.

A kind of indifference.

Ye Di’s gloomy voice said lightly: “Let them go over!” He snorted softly: “Looking at Ling Fengyun’s face, let you talk at the end.”

But before his words, Meng Chaoran had already rushed regardless. In the past, he hugged Ling Hanwu.

Ling Hanwu’s sanity has begun to be scattered.

His pupils have begun to dilate.

The blow of the third-rank supreme is far from what he, the seventh-rank saint, can withstand!

But at the moment when his eyes saw Meng Chaoran, they suddenly and miraculously focused, with anxiety in his eyes, and roared: “What do I do? Not leaving?”

He was roaring!

But the voice is poor.

“I’ll send you off first.” Meng Chaoran took a deep breath and exhaled softly, lest he would disturb his brother, lest he would use too much force and shake his brother’s last vitality: “I’ll send you… Han Wu , Today, we’re leaving together…”

Ling Hanwu anxiously wanted to turn her head, but couldn’t, she could only slowly turn her eyes, scolding angrily: “You bastard fool… early morning… What about Chuchen? We are all dead, what will she do? What will she do?”

“I’ll accompany you.” Ye Chuchen walked over gently, squatted down, and said softly, “Brother Hanwu, let’s go together! Huangquan has a long way to go, you will be alone and afraid of being alone.”

“No! I’m not afraid!” Ling Hanwu didn’t know where the strength was, but she straightened her neck anxiously: “You don’t die…you…you…you want to be happy! You die…I can’t rest my eyes!”

Suddenly stared Staring at the snowy night sky with his eyes, he roared: “The thief! I can’t rest my eyes!”

Tears fell from the early morning of the night.

Drops fell on Ling Hanwu’s face.

Ling Hanwu’s eyes were slack, and she muttered and said with a heartache: “I am most afraid of you crying…”

I am most afraid of you crying…

Because I was afraid of you crying, so I quit; because I was afraid of you crying, so I fulfill you; because I was afraid of your crying, I sheltered my rival and fled, and because I was afraid of your crying, I secretly brought my rival to meet you.

Because I’m afraid of you crying… I’ll give everything for you.

Because I was afraid of you crying, I was lonely for the rest of my life, or because I was afraid of you crying… I gave my life…

But you still cried…

“In the early morning… don’t cry…” Ling Hanwu’s eyes were scattered.

He murmured: “Brother Han Wu will give you… what you want… don’t cry…”

Ye Chuchen burst into tears.

Meng Chaoran held Ling Hanwu’s hand tightly, tears streaming down his face, desperately pumping his vitality into Ling Hanwu’s body.

But he felt it slowly.

Ling Hanwu’s body has already begun to reject vitality!

The vitality is about to disappear.

“Hey…” Ling Hanwu frowned in pain: “I’m so hurt…” The gust of

wind rolled the snowflakes and rushed to his face.

The biting coldness made Ling Hanwu finally clear his mind. He looked at the snowflakes in the sky with confusion, and a gentle look appeared in his eyes, and muttered: “I really want to go to see the snow with you…”

At the last moment of his life, his last obsession was still this broken dream…

Ye Chuchen tightly held Ling Hanwu’s hand.

Tears poured down like rain and cried: “Brother Han Wu, I will accompany you to see the snow… I will accompany you to see the snow now…”

But Ling Hanwu could no longer hear what she was saying, only one right hand suddenly died. He grabbed Meng Chaoran’s hand, and the last words collapsed: “Take her…go…live…live…go down…”

Suddenly panting quickly, but only breathing out, not breathing in, his eyes widened: “Singing…you, you, you owe me…you have to avenge me…you must…you must…”

His The body shook.

He opened his eyes so wide that he lost all breath.

His hand slipped quietly from Meng Chaoran’s hand and hung on the snow.

Touch the icy snowflakes.

His expression was aching, like his hands.

Touched a broken dream…

“You have to avenge me with your own hands!” Meng Chaoran closed his eyes in pain.

Han Wu, you are on the verge of death.

Still so hardworking!

You know, my cultivation base is very low, how can I take revenge with my own hands?

It takes at least thousands of years of cultivation… In that way, I can live for thousands of years… Thousands of years to take care of Chu Chu…

Is that what you think?

You died, and you planned a goal for me, so that I have a goal to live…

But the current situation…

Ling Hanwu’s body gradually cooled down, but a figure appeared in front of Meng Chaoran.

Back then, that slender figure, white clothes like snow, long sleeves, good dancing, handsome and handsome, playing swords and singing, and riding horses and lakes… Ling Hanwu, when she sent herself away for the last three days, smiled and said : “Take care!”

…

“Brother Han Wu!” Ye Chuchen yelled, and suddenly he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Meng Chaoran squatted numbly, and his thoughts suddenly became very distant at this moment.

Back then , we laughed together, we were young and frivolous

together… We fell in love with Ye Chuchen together.

Then, everything changed.

It was him who saved his life, it was him who covered himself to escape; it was him who took care of himself and escaped for the last three days, it was him who secretly let himself meet Chuchu… while he was hiding in secret. On the one hand, my heart is broken.

Back then , when he escaped for the last three days, he said to him, “Han Wu, I’m afraid I won’t be able to come back when I leave. Chuchu, you have to take good care of her.”

At that time, he was furious: “Fuck your mother If Chuchen’s heart is on me, I don’t need you to say that I will marry her! Her heart is not on me, what’s the use of marrying her? Do you want me to be inferior to pigs and dogs!”

“Meng Geyin , if you are a man, be strong, come and take Chuchen away! I already hate you to death, but don’t make me look down on you again!”

“The ugly words are in front of you, if you leave, if Chuchen can be taken away by you!

I was moved and changed my mind and fell in love with me. Don’t blame me for taking love with a knife! But if her heart doesn’t change, then we will wait for you to come back! Pick her up!”

“If you don’t come back to me, you will die in vain. I hate you all my life! I dig up your grave! I smash your bones into ashes!”

“Me and Meng Geyin were never brothers! We are rivals in love!

“But I still help you!”

…

Meng Chaoran’s face was twisted, tears ran down his cheeks and flowed into his mouth, a bitterness.

I remembered that I went to the school again for three days to drink with Ling Hanwu.

Ling Hanwu smiled bitterly while drinking.

At that time, he sighed: “It is said that a woman’s heart is changeable. However, once a woman’s heart is given, it will never change in her life…” “Women who change their hearts. It’s because they

do

n’t love deeply.”

Together, every time we drink; Ling Hanwu said: “I really want to kill you! I really want to torture you! I really want to smash your body into ten thousand pieces… You should die in the next three days, why don’t you die in the next three days? God…why not die?”

But…every time.

He still helps me.

He also said: “If Chu Chen really changed her mind and followed me, then she wouldn’t be cute anymore… But even if she wasn’t cute, I still dreamed of it.”

“As long as Chu Chen is willing to follow me, I will spend my life saving her. Transfer her feelings for you to me; but she won’t.”

“You didn’t blame me, it was me who was sorry for you and Chuchen! Without me, your family would not be destroyed.”

But after he finished speaking, he then defended himself: “Actually, between us. No one is sorry for anyone, just good luck. Fool. Early morning didn’t love the wrong person, it was Ye’s bastard. It was me, I liked someone I shouldn’t like, and it’s hard to extricate myself.”

“But it’s hard to extricate myself, but also happiness. I know, although you can’t see it. But Whenever you think of the first morning, your heart is full of motivation and happiness. But do you know me? Every time I think of the first morning, my heart hurts, and I want to insert two swords into myself.”

That time.

Ling Hanwu drank and smiled bitterly: “My name is not good, Ling Hanwu. I was born in the extreme north. Hehe, Ling Xuehan dances alone…”

“I have struggled all my life, I have suffered all my life, Ling Hanwu alone; , who pity me is like dirt.”

This poem is Ling Hanwu joking about himself, that day, he was drunk.

He cursed himself when he was drunk.

Happy boy!

He always says that about me.

With intense undisguised envy and hatred.

I didn’t know at that time, my family was ruined, I was alone, and ran away like a dog; where is happiness?

But I finally understand that compared to you, I am much happier than you in a certain way…

because I have dreams, you don’t.

You have loved all your life, you have suffered all your life, you have been desperate all your life…you have struggled all your life!

Han Wu… If there is an afterlife, I am willing to do this for you!

you deserve it!

Meng Chaoran stood up slowly, slowly unbuttoned his shirt, took off slowly, and then spread it on the ground, carefully lifted Ling Hanwu’s body, and put it on his long gown.

Then, he carefully fastened the buttons, covering Ling Hanwu’s chest and back, which had been smashed, and then stretched out his hand, touched Ling Hanwu’s wide eyelids, and muttered: “Brother… Coming soon… I owe you in this life, in the next life, I will pay it back!”

But when his hand touched, Ling Hanwu’s eyes opened again!

So three times!

glaring at yourself!

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Meng Chaoran’s heart trembled, he froze for a while, and finally murmured: “You still want us to live… Is that so? Is that so?”

He said sadly: “So, Han Wu, don’t worry… I will try my best to live with Chu Chu. Live well… Cultivate hard, and avenge you with my own hands… Okay? Are you at ease?

” Ling Hanwu’s eyes.

This time, like a miracle, Ling Hanwu’s eyes closed quietly.

The stiff cheeks also seemed to be much more peaceful.

Do you believe me so?

At this moment, Meng Chaoran suddenly felt like a knife!

Pieces are broken!

………… To be continued..