Xie Fu knelt on the spot motionless. It was not that he was not worried about Lu Yehua, but what could he say or do if he caught up with him.
He didn't know, and he had no idea. As he said just now, no matter how depressed or sad he was, he still had to endure it.
"elder brother."
The sound of red leaves crying came.
Xie Fu looked up and saw Hongye crying so hard that the pear blossoms were wet with rain, but he was not in the mood to comfort him at all and asked directly: "What's the matter?"
"Vice-Zun Lu is dead!"
Xie Fu's mind suddenly exploded, his face instantly turned pale, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"elder brother."
"Let's go...lead the way."
On the way, Xie Fu's heart trembled, trying to concentrate and clear his thoughts, but his mind went blank. Before he could think of anything clearly, he saw Lu Yehua in a pool of blood.
"Mother-in-law..."
Xie Fu called with trembling lips, but Lu Yehua was already dead and turned into a cold corpse.
"Mother-in-law."
At this moment, Xie Fu felt strangely calm.
But when I saw clearly her hair dyed black with ink, her wrinkled face with eyebrows and lips, and bright and eye-catching blood stains flowing from her closed eyes, I couldn't hold it back for a moment, and tears flowed down silently.
While crying, he scratched his own wrist and the blood turned into mist and covered Lu Yehua's body.
Hongye saw the blood flowing out of Xie Fu's wrists like a trickle, and couldn't help but remind him: "Brother, the person is dead."
This sentence touched Xie Fu's nerves, and he shouted angrily: "Get out of here."
The red leaves were so frightened that they were as silent as cicadas and did not dare to breathe.
This time, no matter how hard Xie Fu tried, Lu Yehua didn't have the slightest bit of vitality, and it was so quiet.
Recalling the scene of the two of them helping each other in times of adversity and supporting each other in life and death is still vivid in my mind. The bone-deep sadness penetrated my whole body and I cried loudly: "I love you."
The man kissed Lu Yehua crazily: "I love you, do you hear me?"
Lu Yehua secretly longed for this sentence in her heart, and she even thought that if she could hear it once in her dream, she would die without regrets.
It's a pity that she didn't hear it even when the end came, and she never heard it again.
If she could hear it at this moment, she would definitely die without regrets and not die with grief.
"Have you heard, I dare to do anything, as long as you can survive, I promise you..."
Seeing Fu Xie kissing the dead man and talking nonsense incoherently, Hong Ye couldn't help but speak again: "Brother, she was half dead last time. She hasn't come back to life yet, maybe..."
Xie Fu stopped crying and opened his eyes to look at Hongye. Hongye was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak anymore.
Yes! There is another way, as long as you become one with her, let her be a part of your body, and his life is her life.
Immediately untie Lu Yehua's belt and act according to Su Zaomou's instructions: If there is Qi, he is a human being, if there is no Qi, he is a corpse, if the body has no Qi, it will die, and if there is no Qi, there will be no derivation. All things exist, they are all furnaces, men and women.
Yin and Yang are the ultimate in existence, clashing with each other to create harmony, refining the essence in existence, and the whole body's form disappears into the formless, so there is no life or death...
This scene fell into Hong Ye's eyes, but she was shocked. Her brother was really crazy, and he turned into a sword corpse.
Unknowingly, Xie Fu's consciousness entered a dark space, where there was no life and no edges.
How is this going?
Trapped just like last time.
When he wanted to feel his body and opened his eyes, he couldn't feel his body at all.
And no matter where he goes in all directions, he always seems to be standing still...
Hongye stood by and stood guard. If his brother wanted to sword the corpse, let him sword him. Suddenly he found that Xie Fu was motionless and dead silent.
He shouted worriedly: "Brother."
Xie Fu didn't react at all. He was afraid of disturbing him and worried about his gentle approach. His keen mind couldn't feel the slightest breath from Xie Fu's body.
Hong Ye's heart trembled, and she put her hand on Xie Fu's nose, and instantly sat down on the ground in fright.
But he immediately got up and ran back to ask for help.
"Old Hei, something happened to my brother!"
Su Zaomou, who closed her eyes to recuperate, immediately stood up: "Let's go!"
When leaving the rest camp, Hongye burst into tears: "Brother died of excessive grief!"
Su Zaomun's heart trembled: "Tell me more details."
Hongye then told the story. After hearing this, Su Zaomou felt confident, and her frightened heart calmed down a little: "Hongye, don't panic, the young master is not dead yet!"
When the two arrived at the scene, Su Zaomou immediately came to Xie Fu to check Xie Fu's physical condition. At the same time, he also checked the physical condition of Lu Yehua, who was integrated with Xie Fu.
Seeing Su Zaomou's frown getting tighter, Hongye asked nervously: "Old Hei, how is the situation?"
"If it breaks down, they will merge into one, and there will be no difference between you and me. Although they can live and die together, I specially warned him at the beginning. If it doesn't work and cannot be forced, he needs to separate and withdraw immediately."
"What's the meaning?"
"Life is better than death, recovery is life. Death is better than life, withering is death."
"I don't understand. Please think of a way to save your brother."
Su Zao said with her eyes: "After I have secured her soul, the only thing left is to look at the young master. Let's live or die together!"
But Xie Fu, who was in the darkness, was suddenly startled, "I forgot Zaomou's warning."
But at that moment, he was only thinking about retaining Lu Yehua, and he had no other ideas.
Am I going to die with her?
It doesn't matter if he dies, but he can't find her or talk to her.
Thinking of the failure of her wish to come true, the sadness and regret of her death, Xie Fu was filled with sadness and burst into tears.
Lu Yehua suddenly woke up, surrounded by darkness, and groped with his hands but found nothing...
Silence and loneliness seeped into the body like cold raindrops, and the heart was wet and rotten. Lu Yehua began to cry sadly and helplessly.
People often say that death is the end of the world, but what is the difference between her now and her life? There is no light in the darkness, she is so sad that she cannot control herself, and her pain is like heartache.
Imprisoned and unable to escape, everything is a lie!
He didn't know how long he had been crying before Lu Yehua stopped. He felt that his body had no solidity. His feet were clearly in the air, but he seemed to be solid and did not fall.
Have I become a lonely ghost?
It would be better for me to be so desolate than to be wiped out in ashes and never be reincarnated.
The pain of grief made her want to avoid it, and her thoughts shifted. She didn't know if he would be sad for me after I died, and would he shed a drop of his blood for me...
How could he be sad for me and cry for me? For a shameless woman like me, maybe he would feel a little sad, but more of a relief.
I can't help but think of the life-and-death support and mutual support in adversity during this period. Every detail is magnified and touches my heart. Every drop of tenderness and sweetness seeps into life and becomes the warmth in this darkness and loneliness.
The heartbreak is for him, the warmth and sweetness are also for him.
The sadder she is, the more she longs for warmth. In the past, she was more satisfied with it, but now she can't stop. One black and one white thread tangled into a death cocoon, trapping her inside.
Lu Yehua now wants to drink a cup of Meng Po soup and forget everything.
I was looking for a way out in the darkness, but it was always dark and silent, without any change.
Suddenly, a faint sound of sobbing could be heard. Finally, someone was there. Lu Yehua felt happy and ran towards the cry.