Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her skin is like white jade, her eyes are as clear as washed by water, and there is an almost invisible smile at the corner of her mouth. The woman's white clothes are fluttering, holy and elegant, like a fairy walking out of a painting.

Yan Zhan was stunned for a long time, then pointed to the corridor where the woman was standing and said blankly to Cheng Yuan: "Is there anyone over there?"

"Yes, the young lady is back. What's wrong with Mr. Yan's eyes? Can't he see?" Cheng Yuan looked at the pale Yan Zhan worriedly and dangled his hands in front of his eyes to test whether his eyes were normal.

question.

Yan Zhan brushed Cheng Yuan's hand away and ran from the courtyard to the corridor over there. He stopped panting seven steps away from the woman.

He looked at her, and the few seconds seemed as long as a century. There was a faint fragrance of flowers in the air, and the world seemed to have suddenly stopped spinning.

"Are you here to say goodbye to me?" He said suddenly, his voice trembling slightly.

Xin Yue was startled and chuckled: "Yes."

Yan Zhan's eyes were annihilated inch by inch, dimming. But then, he raised his head and raised a faint smile: "I don't have any money or a token to leave the city. Do you need me to give it to you?"

The smile on Xin Yue's face froze: "Am I being too sentimental? I thought you wanted me to be here." Then she turned around slightly and whispered, "I just lied to you, since you are not welcome.

When I came back, I felt so thick-skinned."

She took a step, the wind blew her skirt, and her white clothes fluttered.

"Xin Yue." Yan Zhan suddenly stopped her, his voice trembling, "What did you just say? Aren't you going with Chu Zhiling?" Although it was difficult, Yan Zhan still asked.

Xin Yue stopped, turned around, spread his hands, and chuckled: "If I wanted to follow him, would I still come here? It's too pretentious to come here to say goodbye. You know I am a very good person.

Serious people."

At that moment, too many emotions flashed through Yan Zhan's dark eyes, including disbelief, relief, joy, and satisfaction. Finally, they settled into an elegant and light smile at the corner of his lips:

"Welcome back, Xin Yue."

Then he gently opened his arms. The girl in white was stunned for a moment, a faint smile flashed across her eyes, and she walked step by step towards the man who was as elegant as the bright moon.

The wind kept blowing, and the cherry blossom trees in the distance were dancing in the wind, and their fallen flowers were rustling.

Yan Zhan watched the woman walking towards him step by step. The dim yellow light of the lantern was swaying. The woman was so unreal in the rain and mist. Finally, she broke through the thin layer of mist. The woman stood on tiptoes with bright eyes like

The autumn water was as bright as autumn water. He wrinkled his delicate nose and took a breath of the sweet fragrance of flowers. He smiled, stretched out his thin arms, and gave Yan Zhan a big hug.

"Thank you, Yan Zhan."

At that moment, Yan Zhan felt as if he was in the clouds, with countless flying clouds and birds around him. Looking around, the sky was as clear and blue as one could reach, so clear that it looked like the smiling eyes of a girl.

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He was overwhelmed by the sudden joy, but the next moment, the sky as clear as an eye suddenly turned black, and the world fell into chaos, which was almost overwhelming.

Xin Yue's hand slowly took off Yan Zhan's body, his body suddenly slid down, and finally, with a bang, he fell to the ground.

Her face was frighteningly pale, her skirt was spread out messily on the cold ground, and blood was flowing out from the corner of her mouth, wetting her black hair like a waterfall.

"Xin Yue!" Yan Zhan's pupils shrank, he shouted loudly, squatted down, and hurriedly held her in his arms.

The cold wind kept blowing, Xin Yue half-closed his eyes, leaned his head on Yan Zhan's arms, and said in a hoarse voice: "If...if...I have to die, I will use...my death for you."

...Do something, but Yan Zhan...can you promise me..."

Xin Yue said intermittently, her hands tightly grasping the man's sleeves, her joints turned white, and it seemed like she had to use great strength to say a word.

Looking at her trembling lips as she spoke, Yan Zhan was stunned for a long time. Too many complex emotions flashed through his heart. He seemed to understand something and said in a daze:

"So you came back just to repay me, because you thought you were going to die? You wanted to take my place and carry what I was carrying, but you were going to die too, and it didn't matter if you were beheaded, right?"

Xin Yue panted slightly and looked at him with distracted eyes, without saying a word.

"If... you won't die, will you leave with Chu Zhiling?"

Too many emotions flashed through Yan Zhan's eyes, which were too complex to be seen clearly. Finally, his eyes dimmed, as if he was resigned to his fate, and he asked in a deep voice.

Xin Yue stared blankly at the man in front of her, a cold smile slowly appeared on her pale and thin face. She didn't know where she got the strength to push Yan Zhan away, holding on to the pillar alone.

Slowly, slowly, little by little, I stood up.

Suddenly, she fell to the ground again. Yan Zhan came to help her, but she frowned slightly and yelled: "Get away!"

Then, a mouthful of blood spilled from his mouth and sprinkled on the white clothes on his chest, like an extremely beautiful flower blooming.

"If I won't die, will I watch you go to Zhu Yan to die? If I won't die, I will go with Chu Zhiling, and take time to avenge the bloody sea with him, and use the sharp blade to

Pointed at you? Yan Zhan, in your heart, am I so heartless? Have I misjudged the person, or am I a failure and not worthy of people's trust at all? "

Xin Yue smiled softly and indifferently, and his thin figure staggered into the wind and rain step by step.

The rain came down hard, like a pair of cruel hands, mercilessly slapping people's faces, shoulders, and hands, one after another, with shocking coldness and pain.

Xin Yue walked in the rain, and his eyes seemed to be filled with mist that could not be dispersed. What was in front of him was so blurry and unclear. He could only feel the cold from head to toe.

The man behind him suddenly ran up and grabbed the woman's thin wrist.

"Let me go." The woman's voice was as cold as a piece of ice, as if it would never melt.

"Xin Yue, I don't believe you." In the heavy rain, water dropped from Yan Zhan's face, and his handsome face was frowned tightly. He looked at her steadily, his eyes like ancient pools

Generally crystal clear, "never."

"Really?" Xin Yue laughed coldly, his pointed chin slightly raised, his face as pale as jade, and his eyes full of wariness and disdain.
Chapter completed!