Chapter Forty-Six: There is nothing to live and no fear to die
When Mengran saw this, he lost consciousness for a moment. They didn't seem to care about death or injury at all. No wonder people described the killer as a cold-blooded killer. It seems that this is not the case today! He made a mistake!
Just when Mengran was wandering in her mind, a tall man in black clothes suddenly took advantage of her and threw a poisonous dart. At this moment, Mengran watched the dart shoot towards herself, she closed her eyes tightly,
She was ready to take the dart, but suddenly, Bingyuanfeng quickly hugged her and turned around, turning his back to the flying dart. Then he heard Bingyuanfeng groan, and his body trembled.
He blocked the dart with his own body. If it weren't for protecting her, he could easily escape...
The night wind, carrying the smell of grass, caressed them gently, and his hair and hers were entangled and entangled, as if even the night wind couldn't bear to let them separate.
She didn't know when the tears would fall. Mengran, who was in Bingyuan Peak's arms, felt that he was holding her so tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear... But it was him who was about to disappear... She swallowed her tears,
Turning her head, she put her ear against his chest, listening to his slow heartbeat, and said sadly, "San...Fenglang...you are so stupid..."
She calls me Fenglang?... As long as I say Fenglang, I will die without regrets...
"Ling'er is not more stupid than me... He actually wants to sacrifice himself..." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the blood gushing from his throat. The blood flowed down his chin and dripped onto Mengran.
On her forehead, Bingyuan Feng spit out the blood from her mouth and wiped the blood stains on her forehead. He would not let any stains stain her spirit, not even his own blood. He endured the pain and took a strong breath.
Looking at the tearful person in her arms, she felt distressed and said, "Ling'er, don't cry, I'm fine..."
At this moment, the men in black saw that Bingyuan Peak had been injured and poisoned. They had a great opportunity, so they attacked together again...
In an instant, four swords came from all directions. Bingyuan Feng withdrew his gentle gaze at Ling'er and turned it into a fierce and angry gaze. He lifted the sword with his right hand, hugged her tightly with his left hand, and with a flying spin, he took the man in black's hand away.
The sword fell, and while it was falling, he stabbed the injured man in black who was closest to him with the sword. The man in black was shocked and stared at his chest. At the same time, Bing Yuan
Feng immediately drew out his sword and said harshly: "Whoever secretly hurts Ling'er will die!...cough..."
At the end of the words, the man in black fell down, and in the moonlight, his dead face with wide eyes looked particularly ferocious. Seeing this, the other three men in black took a step back slightly, thinking to themselves, this Bingyuan Peak is really
It should not be underestimated! It is better to wait for him to fall down with poisonous hair before attacking!
Mengran turned away, not daring to look at the dead man in black. Bingyuanfeng hugged her tightly, suppressed his fierce expression, and said gently to her: "Ling'er, don't be afraid...cough..."
Another mouthful of blood overflowed from his mouth. He was numb with pain, and his whole body slumped to the ground. The hand holding Ling'er also loosened. It seemed that he was poisoned. He had used up all his energy in that blow just now.
With all his strength, he no longer had the strength to resist, and his consciousness began to drift.
The temples near his ears were blown to his mouth by the wind and stuck to the blood. His face turned pale and his lips darkened. Under the hazy moonlight, he looked so haggard...
"Feng Lang... you are not allowed to die..." Seeing this, Meng Ran knelt down without hesitation, hugged him into her arms, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and said again with tears, "If you die, I will
I'm scared..." She couldn't watch him die, she would rather die first...
Looking at the haggard handsome face in his arms, scenes from the past appeared before his eyes;
In the palace, she was unconscious, and it was he who injected his energy into her to wake her up. At that time, the concern and love on his handsome face moved her.
Beside the clear lake, his worried but handsome face full of reluctance made her heartache. At that time, she just wanted to hug him, comfort him, and follow him, instead of peace with Liang Ling...
In the dense forest, she just wanted to be led by him and keep walking. The warmth of his hands made her feel at ease...
When she heard the words he said in the study, she wanted to rush in and hug him and tell him that she loved him too...
Beside the lotus pond, his gentle and handsome face made her feel that everything was colorless and only he was eye-catching...
But now, this handsome face looked so haggard, she felt so distressed that she almost suffocated. He used to be so energetic, majestic, and domineering... but now... he can't stop crying...
Mengran's tears dripped down her cheeks and onto Bingyuanfeng's pale face. He used his remaining strength to squeeze out a smile, weakly looked at the stunning beauty in front of him and said, "Don't be afraid, Ling'er... I will
...always with you..."
At the end of the sentence, he was breathing hard and his vision was blurred. But he did not close his eyes. He wanted to carve this stunning face into his heart. Even if he went to Naihe Bridge and drank Meng Po soup, he would not forget her...
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Her black hair is flying in the wind, and her beautiful eyes are full of concern and worry. I really want to hold her tightly in my arms to comfort her, but I really don't have the slightest strength... I still don't want to let go...
"Feng Lang..." Meng Ran hugged him tightly, looked up at the moon in the sky, and shouted sadly, "Why are you so cruel to me?! It's so hard to get your true love, why do you want me to lose it... Since
So...why should I linger on this world?!"
Sadness, helplessness, despair... none of them can describe her mood at this time.
When the men in black saw that Bingyuan Peak had fallen, they looked at each other, nodded slightly, and approached Mengran step by step with their swords in hand...
Mengran shed tears and looked at them proudly. She just wanted them to end her life quickly. She had no love left...