Situ Qing was aging rapidly and was already unconscious. Yang Wan held her firmly, and when he saw Nangong Cheng coming, he quickly asked: "Nangong, can you save her?" [bsp;
After a month of getting along in the Xuanwu Forbidden Land, the relationship was pretty good. Nangong Cheng was also in their circle. Seeing something happen to Situ Qing, he was of course very anxious. He looked at Situ Qing helplessly and sighed: "There is no way...
After taking the Tongtian Pill, she will definitely die. Most of her life has passed away now, and her vitality is gradually disappearing. Before long, she will die of old age, and there will be nothing to save her..."
Nangong Cheng's words shattered Yang Wan's last hope. Bei Gong Xiyue was already in tears, but now seeing that Situ Qing was about to die, she covered her mouth with her hands and burst into tears.*(*
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When they first entered the Xuanwu Palace, the two were tit-for-tat, but now, thinking that Situ Qing was about to pass away, Beigong Xiyue's heart ached and she was already speechless.
The sun has set in the west, and autumn has begun in the blink of an eye. The climate in the Xuanwu Mountains is changing very quickly. Frost may begin to fall in a few days, and then it may snow.
The sky is getting dark, and small dark clouds are beginning to brew on the horizon. I am afraid that there will be a rain after some time. This is probably the last rain in the Xuanwu Mountains today.
Nangong Cheng's expression was more serious than ever before. He took out a small light green bottle and said: "This is the Nine Qi Condensation Pill. It may make her sober up. If you have anything else to say to her, please say it as soon as possible. She will support it."
Soon..."
As he spoke, he gave Situ Qing the Nine Qi Condensing Pill. Nangong Cheng was the top alchemist of the younger generation in Xuanwu Palace, so what he said was naturally authoritative. After a while, Situ Qing slowly opened his eyes,
The first thing she saw was Yang Wan's somewhat sad eyes.
"Yang Wan...am I not dead yet?"
Yang Wang gritted his teeth. It was not that he had never experienced separation between life and death, but every time he was tortured, it was so profound. He held back the tears that were about to flow out, barely opened a smile, and said: "Don't say that.
Nonsense, it’s okay…”
Situ Qing smiled weakly. At this time, she already looked like a fifty-year-old woman. Yang Wan had never thought that a young and beautiful beauty could age like this in the blink of an eye. This made him
His heart twitched with pain.
Situ Qing looked in front of her and saw Bei Gong Xiyue, who had cried so hard that her eyes were red and swollen, and she was sobbing and unable to speak. She forced a smile and said: "Smelly girl, you slapped me in Yibao Pavilion.
I still forgot to let you go. If you hadn't been smart and hooked up with my brother, I would have beaten you a hundred times to relieve the hatred in my heart..."
Bei Gong Xiyue cried harder. She couldn't control her sadness and could only look at Situ Qing stupidly.
Situ Qing looked at Nangong Cheng who had become serious and even a little sad, and said: "You are such a pervert, why are you here? I think you are so stupid, you deserve to be unable to find a good girl in your life..."
Nangong Cheng said: "Actually, I like you very much, but I won't compete with Li Qingling. He is a madman and I can't compete with him."
Situ Qing smiled and said, "Go to hell. You actually teased me before I died. Do you want me to die faster?"
Nangong Cheng smiled and touched his head, his chin was still full of stubble.
Situ Qing soon looked like a sixty-year-old man. Her body became thin and stooped, her face was covered with wrinkles, and her white hair was dry and yellow, like a pile of weeds.
What woman doesn't love beauty? If Situ Qing could see that she had become so ugly, she would probably be even more heartbroken. She knew this would happen when she took the Tongtian Pill, but she still had no hesitation.
However, in the end, Li Qingling was still not saved.
Looking at Yang Wan's firm gaze, Situ Qing found the last glimmer of hope. She used her last strength to grasp Yang Wan's arm, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yang Wan, if you can, I beg you to save your senior brother."
Come out, I know you have many magical abilities, I beg you... please..."
Yang Wang said: "Okay, he is absolutely fine, you don't have to worry about this."
He is such a person who attaches great importance to love and justice. Even if Situ Qing didn't tell Yang Wang, he would have saved Li Qingling even if he risked his life.
Life.
Yang Xuan told him that friendship is the most important thing in a person's life. Those who value love and righteousness and dare to act bravely are the real men. Being greedy for life and afraid of death and timid are just the behaviors of cowards.
But this does not mean that Yang Wan will go head-to-head with the big guy in Xuanwu Palace. He will use his wisdom well and try his best to get Li Qingling out.
When Situ Qing saw her promise, a smile appeared on her wrinkled face. Then, the light in her eyes gradually dimmed. In the blink of an eye, she lost any vitality, and the hand holding Yang Wan gradually dropped down.
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Bei Gong Xiyue looked at her hands that were hanging down weakly, and already knew that she had passed away. She had never been so sad or cried so miserably since she was a child. Since she met Yang Wan, she had experienced many things that she had never experienced before.
things experienced.
Yang Wang looked at the hands hanging down, and then at her eyes that were completely colorless, and he knew that Situ Qing was really dead.
His chest suddenly felt like a convulsion, and even breathing became difficult. Situ Qing, who was still alive and kicking and happily with the sisters in Snow Temple, was now dead, and she died in his arms. Yang Wan was still a little uncomfortable.
He was willing to believe it, but the facts told him that it was true.
Not only did he feel difficulty breathing, but he wanted to say goodbye, but found that his throat was empty and his voice was hoarse, and tears flowed out without holding back.
Nangong Cheng turned around and washed his face in Qingmu Lake. His face was covered with water, so no one knew whether he had shed tears.
Beigong Xiyue sat down on the ground helplessly, staring blankly at Situ Qing crying.
There was a rumble, and thunder came from far away. Yang Wang raised his head. At this time, the sun had already set in the west, and dark clouds gradually surged in the eastern sky and spread towards this side.
The bitterness and pain in his heart were just like the dark clouds, occupying his body crazily.
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Situ Qing's tomb stands next to Chen Bailing. Yang Wan did not carve words on the tombstone. He promised Situ Qing that he would rescue Li Qingling, but Li Qingling had to carve this word himself.
One day passed, the brewing heavy rain finally poured down, and the rumbling sound of rain suddenly flooded the whole world. Although it was daytime, the sky and the earth were dark. Yang Wan's mood at this time, just like the weather, was full of excitement.
Dull and sad.
It started to rain, and it started to rain heavily. In Yang Huan's arms, Bei Gong Xiyue, who had cried herself to sleep, was woken up by the rain. She opened her drowsy eyes and looked at the dim world.
, and Situ Qing’s grave not far away, tears began to flash in his eyes again.
"Don't cry."
Yang Wan wiped away the tears and rainwater from her face. Under his control, all the rainwater left here, and the small space around them was clean.
"I'll take you back to Yunxiao Palace."
Beigong Xiyue gritted her teeth and said, "No, I won't go back. I... I'm sorry for Senior Brother Li, I'm sorry for Situ Qing."
Yang Juan knew that she was also suffering a lot of torture in her heart. She also had good intentions regarding Li Qingling. It was enough for her to torture herself in her heart. Yang Juan couldn't bear to blame her anymore, so he said: "That was her own choice.
, it has nothing to do with you, don’t take all the responsibilities behind yourself, as for senior brother, I can only do my best..."
"That will definitely be dangerous... Yang Wan, I don't want you to die. If you die... I will go crazy."
"It's okay. I will definitely do what I promised her. Don't worry about it. Of course I will take good care of my own life. Don't do stupid things. It's just your unintentional mistake. Don't worry about it.
What a burden, let’s wait until I can rescue him.”
Bei Gong Xiyue knew Yang Wan's temper. This was something he decided and there was no way to change it, so she could only lower her head with a gloomy expression and rest her head on Yang Wan's chest.
Suddenly, she said: "Yang Wan, I want to get wet in the rain, I really want to."
At this time, the sky and the earth were covered with rain curtains, and there was an uproar. Yang Wu agreed to her request, and a heavy downpour soon fell on them. The raindrops with the chill of early autumn penetrated into their skin. Beigong Xiyue
She was shivering from the cold, but the rumbling rain isolated her into a single world, which made her feel better.
Her whole body was nestled in Yang Huan's arms. Yang Huan was afraid that she would catch cold, but Beigong Xiyue insisted on getting wet in the rain, and Yang Huan had no choice.
He could only hold her tightly. The woman's body in his arms was surprisingly soft, and a faint fragrance flowed into Yang Wan's nose. However, the two of them just hugged each other quietly without any other thoughts.
The heavy rain drowned them in an instant.
Nangong Cheng was standing in front of Situ Qing's grave, as if he had been drowned. He stared at the grave in a daze, motionless. Yang Wang understood that he was probably in love with Situ Qing, but he never said it out loud.
There are still two days left for Li Qingling's waist-cutting, and there are still two days left for the battle with Si Kong Ming. Yang Wan held the girl in his arms tightly, and gently soothed the back of her head with his hand. In fact, Yang Wan knew
, what she endured in her heart was not only sadness, but also torture that made her even more uncomfortable.
Beigong Xiyue's hip-length hair fell down, tightly entangled with Yang Wan and her.
I have to say that she is the most beautiful woman with the longest hair that Yang Wan has ever met.
Suddenly, Chen Canglan walked towards here step by step under the heavy rain, his face heavy.
Why did he come back here? Yang Wan gently pushed Bei Gong Xiyue away, pulled her, and slowly stood up.