si-mexico Chapter 234 The End
Chapter 234 The End
Although Ye Xu didn't know what he was doing, he subconsciously felt that he couldn't let Qing Ling continue, otherwise he would definitely regret it.
So the next moment he attacked Qingling regardless of anything.
But how could Fu Zhenghong allow him to destroy it? Since Qingling has made up his mind, he will definitely protect Qingling.
Fu Zhenghong dragged Ye Xu, and the longer he dragged, the more fierce Ye Xu's attack became.
He seemed to realize that something was wrong and that Qingling had to be stopped.
The others calmed down a bit and stepped forward to join the battle.
Although their skills are not as good as Fu Zheng, let alone Ye Xu, everyone has made up their minds.
As long as I am still alive, I will never let Ye Xu succeed.
Ye Xu was like a madman, pushing away anyone who approached him. There was only Qingling in his eyes.
Until finally even Fu Zhenghong fell down, and there was finally no one to stop him, Ye Xu stabbed Qing Ling with a sword without hesitation.
Death is approaching.
Qingluo forced herself to stand up, stood in front of Qingling, and pierced his chest with a sword.
Ye Xu drew his sword and blood gushed out.
Qingluo fell down without saying a word, and Qingling caught her falling figure.
Holding her with one hand, he struck out with the other. His true energy was like thousands of blades, directly knocking Ye Xu away, leaving countless wounds on his body.
He dragged himself for several meters before finally stopping, spurting out a mouthful of blood.
"Qingluo!" Although the shock in Qingling's eyes was different from when he faced Song Yu, it was also real.
Qingluo looked at Qingling, opened her mouth, but no sound came out. The next moment, she tilted her head to one side and fell asleep forever.
Ye Shuangbai had just approached and had no time to check the injuries.
Qingling put Qingluo down. He knew what Qingluo had not shouted out just now.
Qingluo was calling out - Brother.
Ye Xu stood up with difficulty. The internal energy in his body was running wild, making him feel very uncomfortable.
He had just stood up and looked up when Qingling was instantly in front of him.
Before he could react, Qing Ling reached out and grabbed his neck.
"Crack!" With a crisp sound, Ye Xu died in Qing Ling's hands.
Qing Ling let go, and Ye Xu collapsed to the ground like a fallen leaf, his eyes still open.
There was no fear in him, only disbelief, because Qingling did not give him time to be afraid.
Qing Ling didn't give him any extra glances, but turned and looked at Ye Xuan.
He teleported to Ye Xuan and asked, "What should we do?"
Ye Xuan hadn't reacted yet until Qing Ling spoke again: "Tell me the solution."
As Qing Ling spoke, he lifted Ye Xuan up and grabbed her neck, "If Ah Yu can't survive, you will be buried with her."
Ye Xuan finally came to her senses, but she did not panic. Instead, she said, "Put her in the light. Over there." She raised her hand and pointed to the beam of light on the edge of the cliff.
Although the light column still exists, if you look closely, you will find that the light column has been shrinking little by little since the beginning.
Qing Ling did not hesitate. He came to Song Yu in an instant and picked her up. If he had not felt her very shallow breathing,
At this moment, Song Yu was as good as dead.
Blood had already stained most of her clothes.
Qingling carried her to the edge of the cliff and was about to reach out and send her into the beam of light.
Ye Xuan's voice came from behind: "She's gone. I'm afraid you two will never see each other again in this life."
Qing Ling hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment, and then he stretched out his hand.
The moment Song Yu's body touched the beam of light, he floated up in the air.
Qingling watched her escape from his arms little by little.
The column of light was slowly shrinking, from bottom to top, taking Song Yu with it.
The beams of light on Ye Xuan, Fu Zhenghong, and Qing Ling became brighter and brighter.
But as the light grew, the pressure on them grew heavier.
In the end, the three of them vomited blood, until the last bit of light disappeared.
The sky, which was originally covered with dark clouds, suddenly disappeared and the sun appeared again.
everything is over.
"Master!" Ye Shuangbai exclaimed and came to Qingling.
He looked at his white hair and wanted to take his pulse, but Qingling raised his hand to block him.
Qingling knelt on the ground with his hands supporting the ground, his silver hair was blown into a mess by the mountain breeze.
"Xuan'er, what are you going to do?" Fu Zhenghong looked in front of him, at Ye Xuan who was holding a sword and pointing it at him.
Ye Xuan looked at Fu Zhenghong with coldness in her eyes.
She said, "My father died because of you. The hatred for my father's murder is irreconcilable. If I don't kill you, I will not be able to face my father."
"Xuan'er, you know Ye Xu..." Fu Zhenghong didn't understand why Ye Xuan, who had just shared the same hatred with them, seemed like a different person at this moment.
Ye Xuan was questioned, and she said loudly: "Even if my father was wrong first, he is still my father. I must avenge him."
After saying that, he stabbed Fu Zhenghong with the dagger in his hand.
Fu Zhenghong didn't want to hurt Ye Xuan. He just raised his sword to block, but didn't want to fight back.
However, with just this one block, Ye Xuan's neck was cut by the sword.
She just fell down like that.
"Xuan'er, Xuan'er!" Fu Zhenghong hugged her body: "Why, why are you doing this?"
Ye Xuan's breathing was labored. She suppressed the pain and said, "Brother, thank you for always giving in to me and pampering me since I was little."
Fu Zhenghong pressed the wound on her neck and said in a panic, "Don't talk, don't talk, don't talk, ghost doctor, ghost doctor, save her, save her."
Ye Shuangbai immediately ran towards them.
He checked the wound and took out some medicine to stop the bleeding: "Fortunately it's not too deep."
I took his pulse again, but his face looked even uglier. Finally, he said, "You can't hold on much longer."
Fu Zhenghong looked up suddenly: "What do you mean it won't last long? Didn't you say the wound wasn't deep?"
Ye Shuangbai shook his head and said, "The wound on her neck wasn't deep, but her insides were a mess and had long been shattered."
"Senior Brother, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I thought... I just wanted to change the ending. I didn't want to hurt you... I never thought about hurting you." Ye Xuan spoke intermittently.
"I know, I know." Fu Zhenghong's face was full of sorrow.
Ye Xuan looked at Fu Zhenghong. They were all just characters in the book. On the day of her awakening, she had questioned what the meaning of living like this was.
We have no choice in our life, it is already bound by the settings.
Does Fu Zhenghong like her because of the setting or because of his sincerity?
She had been extremely conflicted about this, but when she recalled the days they had spent together.
Those lives, those things, may just be settings, but her memories are real.
She didn't dare to think about whether her senior brother would become a completely different person like his father if he knew the truth.
The feelings they once had will disappear like bubbles.
But now, she doesn't want to think about those things. She doesn't know whether Fu Zhenghong will change. She only knows that her heart has never changed.