Volume 7 Chapter 367: A lifetime of struggle, a lifetime of suffering, Ling Hanwu alone
I don’t know what force supported the two of them, but they actually rushed to Ling Hanwu’s side!
Facing a forest of swords, Ye Chuchen stepped forward and faced the swords.
"Don't bother us, let us talk to him!" Ye Chuchen's voice was choked and her body was trembling as she spoke word by word. There seemed to be a crazy flame burning in her eyes.
Her voice was firm and unyielding, but it revealed a surprising indifference.
A kind of indifference, with a heart as gray as death.
Ye Di's gloomy voice said lightly: "Let them pass!" He sighed softly: "For Ling Fengyun's sake, let you have the last word."
But before he said this, Meng Chaoran had already rushed over regardless and hugged Ling Hanwu.
Ling Hanwu's mind had begun to wander.
His pupils have begun to dilate.
A blow from a third-grade supreme being was far beyond what a seventh-grade saint could withstand!
But the moment he saw Meng Chaoran, his eyes suddenly focused like a miracle. His eyes showed anxiety and he roared: "What do I care about? Why don't you leave?"
He is roaring!
But the voice is pitifully small.
"I'll give it to you first." Meng Chaoran took a deep breath and exhaled gently, fearing that he would disturb his brother, or that he would use too much force and take away the last life of his brother: "I will give it to you... Han Wu
,Today, we are leaving together..."
Ling Hanwu anxiously wanted to turn her head, but couldn't. She could only slowly roll her eyes and cursed angrily: "You bastard idiot... Where is Chuchen... Where is Chuchen? We are all dead, what happened to her?
What to do? What should she do?"
"I'll accompany you." Ye Chuchen walked over gently, squatted down gently, and said softly: "Brother Han Wu, let's go together! The road to hell is far away, and if you walk alone, you will be lonely and scared."
"No! I'm not afraid!" Ling Hanwu didn't know where the strength came from, and she straightened her neck anxiously: "You don't want to die... you... you... you... you want to be happy! You die... I won't die in peace!"
Suddenly he stared at the snowy night sky and roared: "You are a thief! I will never rest in peace!"
Ye Chuchen's tears fell down drop by drop. They fell on Ling Hanwu's face.
Ling Hanwu's eyes became distracted, and she murmured heartbrokenly: "I'm most afraid that you will cry..."
I am most afraid that you will cry...
Because I was afraid you would cry, I quit; because I was afraid you would cry, I helped you; because I was afraid you would cry, I protected my love rival from escaping; because I was afraid you would cry, I secretly brought my love rival to meet you. Because I was afraid you would cry.
...I gave everything for you. Because I was afraid that you would cry, I would be alone all my life, or because I was afraid that you would cry... I gave my life...
But you still cried...
"Chuchen...don't cry..." Ling Hanwu's eyes were distracted and he murmured: "Brother Hanwu gives you...what you want...don't cry..."
At the beginning of the night and in the morning, tears fell like rain.
Meng Chaoran held Ling Hanwu's hand tightly, tears streaming down his face, and desperately channeled his energy into Ling Hanwu's body.
But he slowly felt that Ling Hanwu's body had begun to reject vitality!
The vitality is about to disappear.
"Hey..." Ling Hanwu frowned in pain: "It hurts..."
The strong wind carried the snowflakes and threw them into his face.
The biting coldness made Ling Hanwu regain consciousness for a moment. His eyes looked at the snowflakes in the sky in confusion, and there was a gentle look in his eyes, and he murmured: "I really want to go see the snow with you..."
At the last moment of his life, his last obsession was actually this broken dream...
Ye Chuchen held Ling Hanwu's hand tightly and cried with tears streaming down her face: "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 grabbed Meng Chaoran's hand desperately, and the last strength burst out a few words: "Take her...go...live...live...
…go down…”
Suddenly gasping for breath, but only the air came out, not in. He opened his eyes wide: "Ge Yin... you, you, you owe me... you have to avenge me with your own hands... you must... must..."
His body was shaken. He opened his eyes wide and lost all his breath.
His hand slipped quietly from Meng Chaoran's hand and hung on the snow.
Touching the cold snowflakes.
His expression was painful, as if his hand had touched a broken dream...
"You have to avenge me with your own hands!" Meng Chaoran closed his eyes in pain.
Han Wu, you are still so well-intentioned even when you are on the verge of death!
You know, my cultivation level is very low, how can I take revenge with my own hands? It will take at least thousands of years of cultivation... Then, I can live for thousands of years... take care of Chuchu for thousands of years...
Is that what you think? Even after you died, you planned a goal for me so that I could have a goal to live on...
But the current situation...
Ling Hanwu's body gradually cooled down, but a figure seemed to appear in front of Meng Chaoran's eyes.
Back then, the tall and tall young master Ling, who was dressed in white as snow, had long sleeves and was good at dancing, was handsome and handsome, played the sword, sang songs, and rode horses in the rivers and lakes... Ling Hanwu, when he sent her away for three days, she smiled and said
:"Take care of yourself!"
…
"Brother Han Wu!" Ye Chuchen shouted, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Meng Chaoran squatted dumbly, his thoughts suddenly became very distant at this moment.
Back then, we laughed together and were young and frivolous together...
Together, we fell in love with Ye Chuchen.
Then, everything changed.
It was him who saved his life; it was him who covered his escape; it was him who took care of his escape for the last three days; it was him who secretly allowed him to meet Chuchu...but he himself was hiding quietly.
On one side, my heart is broken.
Back then, I had escaped for three days and said to him: "Han Wu, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back if I leave. Chuchu, you have to take good care of her."
At that time, he was furious: "Fuck you! If Chuchen's heart is with me, I will marry her without you saying it! Her heart is not with me, what's the use of marrying her? Do you want me to
Are you worse than a pig or a dog?"
"Meng Geyin, if you are a man, be strong and come and take Chuchen away! I already hate you to death, but never let me look down on you again!"
"The ugly words are ahead, you leave, if Chuchen can be moved by me, change your mind and fall in love with me. Don't blame me for stealing love! But if her heart doesn't change, then we will wait for you to come back! Take her away
!”
"If you come back and don't look for me, you will lose your life in vain. I will hate you all my life! I will dig up your grave! I will crush your bones and spread your ashes!"
"You and I, Meng Geyin, have never been brothers! We are love rivals! We are irreconcilable! I hate you! I wish I could tear you into pieces!"
"But I'll still help you!"
…
Meng Chaoran's face was distorted, and tears flowed down his cheeks and into his mouth, which was bitter.
I remember that I went to the hospital again for three days and drank with Ling Hanwu. Ling Hanwu smiled bitterly while drinking. At that time, he sighed: "It is said that a woman's heart is changeable. But once a woman's heart is given, it will be forever."
It won’t change…”
"A woman who changes her heart is because she doesn't love deeply."
Every time we were together, every time we drank, Ling Hanwu said: "I really want to kill you! I really want to torture you to death! I really want to cut you into pieces... You should die in the next three days, why do you
If you don’t die in the next three days... why don’t you die?”
But...every time, he still helps me.
He also said: "If Chuchen really changes her mind and follows me, then she will not be cute... But even if she is not cute, I still dream of her."
"As long as Chuchen is willing to follow me, I am willing to spend my whole life to save her and transfer her feelings for you to me; but she refuses."
"You didn't feel sorry for me, it was me who felt sorry for you and Chuchen! Without me, your family will not be destroyed."
But after saying that, he went on to defend himself: "Actually, no one is sorry between us, it's just fate. Chuchen didn't fall in love with the wrong person, it was Yejia who was the bastard. It was me who liked someone I shouldn't have liked.
It’s hard for people to extricate themselves.”
"But it's hard to extricate yourself, but it's also happiness. I know that although you can't see it, every time you think of the morning, your heart is full of motivation and happiness. But do you know me? Every time I think of the morning, my heart
It hurts so much that I just want to stab myself with two swords."
That time, Ling Hanwu drank and smiled bitterly: "I didn't get my name well. Ling Hanwu was born in the far north. Hehe, Ling Xuehantian dances alone..."
"I have been struggling all my life, dancing alone in the cold all my life; I have been singing songs in the early morning, but whoever takes pity on me has my heart turned to earth."
In this poem, Ling Hanwu made fun of himself. That day, he was drunk. When he was drunk, he scolded himself.
Happy boy!
He always says that to me.
With strong and undisguised jealousy and resentment.
I didn’t know at that time that my family was ruined, I was alone, and I was running away like a dog. Where could I be happy? But I finally understood that compared with you, in a certain way, I am much happier than you...
Because I have dreams and you don’t.
You have loved your whole life, you have suffered your whole life, you have been desperate your whole life... you have struggled your whole 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 clothes, took them off slowly, then spread them on the ground, carefully lifted Ling Hanwu's body up, and placed it on his gown.
Then, he carefully fastened the buttons to cover Ling Hanwu's beaten chest and back, then reached out his hand, touched Ling Hanwu's wide-open eyelids, and murmured: "Brother... let's go, I
Come right away...I owe you in this life, and I will pay you back in the next life!"
But when his hand touched it, Ling Hanwu's eyes opened again! This happened three times!
Staring at himself!
This pair of lifeless eyes looked at me with such anger!
Meng Chaoran's heart was trembling. He stayed in a daze for a long time before finally murmuring: "You still want us to live... Is that like this? Is that like this?"
He said sadly: "Then, Han Wu, don't worry... I will try every means to survive with Chuchu. Live well... practice hard and avenge you with my own hands... okay? You can rest assured.
What?"
His hand touched Ling Hanwu's eyes again.
This time, miraculously, Ling Hanwu's eyes closed quietly.
The stiff cheeks seemed much calmer.
Do you just believe me so much? At this moment, Meng Chaoran's heart suddenly felt like a knife piercing his heart!