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Four hundred and ninetieth chapters come back to life(1/2)

?There is a small pool in the cave, and water is constantly falling down on the top of the cave.-

Apart from the pool, the cave was still dry and there was no danger. Ye Chen took out a set of spare clothes and spread them flat on the ground, and then prepared to let Han Qingxue lie on it.

However, Han Qingxue held his hand tightly and didn't want to lie down.

"Senior Sister." Ye Chen called out.

"Let me lean in your arms." Han Qingxue said softly, and a hint of blush flashed across her pale face.

She knew her situation very well and had almost no chance of survival.

Since life is about to end, why not open your heart and do what you have always wanted to do but dare not do in the last period of your life.

Only she knows that she has feelings for Ye Chen.

From that time he seized the flower of destiny, Ye Chen's figure was deeply imprinted in her heart. They were born and died together, and life and death were the same. This kind of relationship was sublimated unconsciously.

Now, Han Qingxue is powerless to extricate herself, but she doesn't want to let herself sink into love too early, which is inconsistent with the way she walks.

She has been suppressing her forever. Until today, she knows that her life is about to end and all her emotions have erupted.

At this moment, Ye Chen also vaguely felt that Han Qingxue liked him. Ye Chen had never been sure of it before, because she was too cold, so Ye Chen dared not desecrate or think about it in that direction.

Ye Chen hugged her, feeling her breath while transporting blood and energy.

"Senior sister, why are you so stupid? Why do you have to block that palm for me!"

Han Qingxue didn't speak, but just looked at Ye Chen weakly with her eyes open.

In those eyes, Ye Chen saw a trace of tenderness, which made him feel ache.

Involuntarily, Ye Chen leaned down and gently kissed the pale lips.

Han Qingxue's delicate body shook, as if she was electrocuted, and her pale face suddenly turned red and blood red.

However, she did not struggle or refuse, and narrowed her eyes slightly to enjoy the beauty of this moment.

She wants to imprint this feeling deeply in the depths of her soul, and even after death, she can use her soul to reminisce about the beauty she once had.

The sky gradually darkened, and there were faint roars of beasts in the distance.

Ye Chen hugged Han Qingxue and while delivering her blood, he said, "Qingxue, when your injury recovers, we will return to the sect. I will accompany you to watch the snow on Xuezhu Peak!"

“Look at the snow…”

Han Qingxue tried hard to open her eyes, her voice was much weaker than before. She murmured softly, and a hint of yearning flashed in her eyes.

"When you play the piano and I dance the sword, do you still remember the song I played that time?" Ye Chen attached to Han Qingxue's ear, his voice very soft.

"Remember..."

A light flashed in Han Qingxue's eyes.

Ye Chen's heart trembled, and he felt Han Qingxue's breath getting weaker and weaker, almost disappearing.

The long-term blood and energy transport caused the blood and energy in his body to wither, and now there is almost no blood and energy transport.

The vitality in Han Qingxue's body is constantly losing, and life is about to come to its end.

"Qingxue, when the world is calm, we will all find immortality. Then we will return to Xuezhu Peak and watch the snowflakes flying every day. I want to see you dancing lightly in the snow like a fairy..."

"Yeah..." Han Qingxue answered in a low voice, and said in a blurry voice: "Will you always be with me..."

"Of course, I will always be with you." Ye Chen's voice choked, his throat was choked and his voice was trembling.

"Junior brother, let me touch your face..."

Han Qingxue smiled. The extremely sad and beautiful smile was deeply imprinted in Ye Chen's soul. She stretched out her hand and trembled to touch Ye Chen's face.

However, when he reached into the air, he stopped there, and then fell down little by little.

"Qingxue." Ye Chen called out, his eyes empty.

"Qingxue, don't sleep, I want you to talk to me!"

"Qingxue, wake up, wake up!"

Ye Chen kept shaking Han Qingxue and muttered to himself, but Han Qingxue could no longer hear and could no longer answer him.

"Qingxue,!"

"ah,!"

Ye Chen's voice was filled with endless sadness, which made the cave almost collapse.

"Qingxue, wake up. You promised me to go back to Xuezhu Peak to watch the snowflakes fall; you promised me to play the piano for me; you promised me to dance lightly for me; how can you speak without keeping your word, how can you, how can you, how can you, how can you!"

Ye Chen was heart-wrenching, tears kept flowing out, wetting his face and Han Qingxue's face.

However, no matter how he shouted, Han Qingxue could not hear it. Her vitality was gone, and even her soul consciousness was dissipating little by little.

"Qingxue, how could you leave me alone in this strange world!"

Ye Chen whispered softly.

"I remember the first time I saw you was in the Yingcheng disciple selection competition. In order to help me injure the Son of Fire God, your figure was already imprinted in my heart at that moment, but you have always been so deserted and indifferent, your temperament is like a fairy in the Moon Palace, which makes people dare not desecrate!"

"Later, you helped me again and again. If it weren't for you, there would be Ye Chen today. But you left me like this, but I was powerless. This feeling is worse than death, and life is worse than death!"

Ye Chen hugged Han Qingxue like this, murmured constantly, telling the little things that happened to Han Qingxue, every word and every sadness.

One day, two days, three days.

Ye Chen hugged Han Qingxue and murmured softly.

In three days, Han Qingxue's soul consciousness was almost disintegrated.

Her pale face, pale lips, and worldly face reflected in Ye Chen's eyes, as if thousands of swords were strangling his heart, and it was incredibly painful, and it hurt to the bone.

Tired, Ye Chen was tired, his energy was completely exhausted, his eyes gradually closed, and Han Qingxue, who had long disappeared, fell asleep in the sleep.

While Ye Chen was sleeping, a ray of fairy light was emitted from his life sea part, and a slight buzzing sound was made.

Gradually, a piece of cloth the size of a palm flew out of the country.

There was a little blood on the snow-white cloth. It flashed with a strong fairy light and flew to Han Qingxue's head independently. The pure fairy light kept shaking out.

This immortal light emitted a kind of imperial aura, and Ye Chen woke up immediately.

When he watched this scene, his expression was first shocked and then ecstatic.

The blood-stained laces and blood-stained laces have always been extremely mysterious. How powerful is it, Ye Chen cannot guess. Even the holy corpse can easily suppress it, which is enough to show that it is very difficult.

Now it emits even more Emperor's aura, and this Emperor's aura seems to be stronger and more domineering than the Emperor's aura of the Six Paths Saint Emperors.

"Qingxue is saved, she is saved!"

Ye Chen's heart was beating wildly, and he was extremely nervous. He didn't know if the blood-stained clothes could bring Han Qingxue back to life.

Ye Chen hugged Han Qingxue and didn't dare to move, for fear that something would change would occur when he moved.

At this moment, his mood was so nervous that it was indescribable.

The blood-stained collar was suspended above Han Qingxue's head, and the fairy light fell, completely covering Han Qingxue's head.

Gradually, Ye Chen saw little white light gathering in rays and constantly sinking into Han Qingxue's head.

"That's... Qingxue's spiritual consciousness collapsed!"

Ye Chen exclaimed happily, and almost all his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Slowly, Ye Chen felt Han Qingxue's spiritual consciousness gradually condense.

This process continues all the time.

Until a few days later, Han Qingxue's dissipated spiritual consciousness was completely restored.

The blood-stained collars were still floating above her head, and the fairy light sprinkled became even stronger, covering her entire body.

The essence of the ten directions began to gather towards the cave.

These essences contain attribute power that Ye Chen has never touched before.

Some of the powers were like holy light. After they penetrated into Han Qingxue's body, Ye Chen felt the destructive power hidden in her body disappearing.

Then, her internal organs were gradually repaired, little by little, and finally as intact as before.

However, Han Qingxue still did not wake up.

The fairy light on the blood-stained clothes is still scattering.

It emits the breath of the Emperor and shocks all living beings within a radius of 100,000 miles.

It made it look like a dead land within a radius of 100,000 miles, without any creatures, all creatures escaped, and some died directly under the pressure of this imperial aura.

Endless energy gathered wildly, and Han Qingxue's body seemed to have a bottomless abyss, absorbing all the energy.

“Buzz!”

A series of buzzing sounds came from her body. Ye Chen looked at the scene in shock. Although there was still no vitality in her body, Ye Chen could feel her bloodlines being transformed.

This is a very contradictory and opposing feeling.

Ye Chen clearly couldn't feel Han Qingxue's vitality, but he could clearly sense that her bloodline was constantly being stimulated, as if she had a terrifying vitality.
To be continued...
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