The red dress that stung his eyes, under this loud shout...
There was a 'bang' in my head, which was completely broken...
…
"Worship the heaven and the earth..."
The sweat on Jun Mojue's palms wet Mao'er's palms, and Lielie's red clothes were flying among the petals flying in the sky... Mao'er's eyes gradually became cold and silent...
Everyone in the audience watched this scene with bated breath, cautiously not daring to make a sound. They felt that this scene was so beautiful that it was breathtaking...
Jun Mojue's eyes gradually filled with mist, and he was reluctant to let go of Mao'er's hand from beginning to end... Finally, finally... will his beloved woman become his bride?
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"From today on, I will protect you under my wings. I will block all difficulties in the future. I will give you all the love I can give in this world. I, Ye Wuqing, swear with my life that I will never let you down."
, I will never hurt you, are you willing to trust me, are you willing to give yourself to me, are you willing to marry me?"
"I love you, I love you..."
"I will accompany you in the future, never leave, never let go!"
"In this life, I will not marry anyone but you!"
"..."
"..."
Looking at the two men and women with their fingers intertwined, Ye Wuqing's head suddenly started to hurt. Many pictures kept intertwining in his mind. Everything was a woman in black, her smiling eyebrows, her aloof eyes...
...is his true love and his unwavering protection...
Stay with each other all the way, life and death...
Ahhh...that name kept struggling in my mind, as if it was about to be torn apart...
But who is it? Who is it? Why can’t I remember anything&
What's her name?
who is she?
Ahhh...
…
There was nothing left in his eyes, only red eyes, and the flowers flying all over the sky became the most terrifying existence in his eyes...
"Two bows to the high hall..."
As the second voice sounded, Ye Wuqing's heart was suffocated, and her eyes were so red that they seemed to be bleeding...
"No, no... there is a voice in the depths of my soul that keeps ringing..."
He stared intently at Mao'er and Jun Mo Jue, watching the two men slowly bend down and lower their heads towards Xia Xiang, Cang Han, and Yue Shuiyun...
…
A picture flashed through his mind, it was a charming woman and a cold man, the woman was cold and charming, the man was enchanting, under the old age, they vowed no regrets...
This was a scene he had fantasized about countless times, playing out again and again in his dreams. The face of that woman was...
It gradually became clear in his mind...
Gradually it becomes clear...
…
Jun Mojue held Mao'er's hand, as if he had exhausted all his life's strength and was only left with the last step. God is really wise and gave him such a happy moment. His eyes were filled with mist and the corners of his mouth were high.
The cocked...
Qingcheng, my beloved woman...
Qingcheng, my bride...
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"Couple greetings!"
The last sound sounded, especially loud and clear. This was already the last prayer, and there was only one more time left to complete it...
Jun Mojue and Mao'er looked at each other...
It was not a traditional wedding, so there was no red hijab blocking Mao'er's sight. When their eyes met, they could only see the infinite joy in Jun Mojue's eyes. It seemed that since that incident, he had never seen this man smiling like this again.
Get over it!
Mao'er's eyes were as deep as a thousand-year-old well, as if it could suck a person's soul in with just one glance. She had not looked in that direction since she first saw Qingqing...
Now, in front of her is Jun Mo Jue, whose face is full of joy...
This is the last chance for them all...
In Jun Mo Jue's eyes is unwavering love, a lifelong devotion...
Look deeply, deeply...
Then, the head slowly lowered...
…
"boom……"
It was at this last moment that Ye Wuqing's head seemed to be torn apart instantly...
The face that had been deeply suppressed in my mind became clear in an instant. The woman smiled sweetly. She had a pair of charming phoenix eyes, as lazy as a cat. She had a beautiful face, as charming as a flower. Her forehead
There is a bloody lotus. She is Xia Qingcheng, the woman he loves with his soul. How could he forget her...
…
"Qingcheng..."
"Xia Qingcheng..."
What a cry it was, a roar bursting from the depths of the soul with heart-rending surprise and regret...
…
At the last moment...
Mao'er and Jun Mojue were about to lower their heads, but they suddenly stopped under this roar...
The cat's head suddenly lifted up and looked at Ye Qingqing...
The man in red's eyes were bloodshot and wide open, with big tears falling from his eyes. He stared at Mao'er and Jun Mojue without blinking...
A man never sheds tears easily. The tears in his ruthless eyes at this night were like broken beads...
He regrets, he blames himself, he feels uncomfortable, he is heartbroken...
…
"Qingcheng, Qingcheng..."
"Qingcheng..."
"Qingcheng...!"
"Qingcheng..."
"Qingcheng..."
Over and over again, sentence after sentence, except for these two words, Ye Wuqing could not say anything else...
Cat's eyes were red, and her red lips were pursed tightly. At this last moment, you finally remembered, right? Did you remember...
…
He lifted his steps and walked slowly towards Ye Qingqing...
But he found that his hand was tightly grasped...
Jun Mojue stood there like a statue. His happiness and his true love were shattered by that shocking roar...
Happiness, his happiness was clearly at hand, but it was just one step away, so why did it slip away...
…
There seemed to be something tearing in his chest, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't even breathe...
Mao'er's eyes were looking in the direction of Ye Qingqing, and her feet were walking towards another man. So what should he do? Was he abandoned? Was he going to be alone? If happiness never comes, then
He might still be able to survive... At this moment, if Mao'er let go of his hand, Jun Mo Jue felt that he would die the next moment...
"Qingcheng, don't leave!"
His voice was hoarse, his eyes were fixed on the cat, and tears poured out in his silver-gray eyes. His last hope...
Why, why do you think of Biting at this time?
You obviously don’t remember it a moment ago, you have obviously forgotten it, why do you have to remember it, Ye Qingqing...
Mao'er looked at Jun Mo Jue, as if he wanted to carve her appearance into the depths of his mind...
"Mo Jue, Qing Wu, he remembered me..."
…
"ah……!"
"Ah...! Ah...!"
"why why?"
"Why?"
"Why"?"
Whose roar resounded in every corner of the square, like a lone wolf who had lost his partner, desolate and sad...
Whose shouts hit everyone's chest, causing people to cry for no reason in pain...
This man can't survive, he can't survive...
"Qingcheng, Qingcheng..."
Kneeling on his knees, the light in his eyes extinguished little by little. If he had never given him hope, then he would not have this moment of despair. It was only a little bit short...
Just a little bit different, why why...
Why doesn’t God want to help him? Why?
…
Mao'er is such a strong woman. At this moment, she burst into tears...
Which strong man is kneeling on his knees, complaining to heaven about his dissatisfaction; which regretful man has sad eyes, regretting the forgetfulness of these days...
…
"Qingcheng, don't go, don't go..."
Ye Qingqing looked at Mao'er's tearful eyes. His footsteps seemed to be nailed to the spot. Who is it? Who is it? Why, why... Happiness is so close to him, but when he is so close, he forgets what he loves most
woman, why...
Just a little bit, just a little bit away... The woman he loves is about to get married to someone else, just a little bit away...
But did he lose her in the end?
No, if he loses his beloved Qingcheng, then he will die, he will really die...
…
Ruthless, you still thought of me at the last moment, right?
Ruthless, you finally lived up to my expectations, right?
But, what is causing trouble? We are just a little bit away from getting married...
now……
…
The flowers are still floating, and three peerless men and women have composed a true love legend. Whose face is wet with tears, and who cannot bear to look away...
…
"Qingcheng, don't go, don't go..."
"Qingcheng, forgive me, forgive me..."
Those heart-wrenching sounds, the cries from the depths of the soul... Finally, Mao'er lowered his head, looked at Jun Mo Jue, looked at the man who seemed to have lost all his soul, and then lightly opened his cherry lips: "Mo Jue"
Jue, ruthless, he remembered me..."
…
Just with this sentence, Jun Mojue put down the hand holding Mao'er dejectedly. The look in his eyes was extinguishing. He was already missing a hand and only had one arm left. He was holding on to the ground with such difficulty.
stand up...
But, I fell down...
After standing up, I fell again...
I tried it once and still fell down...
All the strength in the body was drained away when Mao'er said those words...
…
The flowers in the sky are beautiful, composing this tragic love song...
Finally, the cat helped him and pulled him up, but his eyes lost all focus, and they were so hollow that it was scary...
Qingcheng, do you know how much I love you? Do you know that I sacrificed my life to keep you by my side? Do you know that I really can’t live without you...
But, you don’t want me anymore, you really don’t want me anymore…
Even if I do too much, you don’t want me anymore...
I made a mistake just once, just once... Why don't you want me anymore...
I still remember how arrogant and domineering you were back then, and I also remember the way you blocked an arrow for me. Now, why has everything changed? Everything has changed...
Qingcheng, what should I do without you...
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"ah……"
"Oh my god..."!
"Woooo..."
Who exclaimed, whose eyes widened instantly...
Among the snowflakes flying all over the sky, whose hair turns white inch by inch, with roots like snow...
"Mo Jue, Jun Mo Jue!"
The cat grabbed his arm in fright, looking at his empty eyes that didn't know where to look, it felt its heart palpitate for the first time...
suddenly……
Just under Mao'er's crying cry, it seemed that his soul had gone far away and he came back in an instant. The silver-gray eyes gradually turned gray. They were no longer radiant and had no figure, but the eyeballs
It can rotate, he looked at the cat...
Raise your arms...
He raised his only remaining arm, caressed her cheek, and wiped away the tears that rolled down, "Qingcheng, don't cry..."
"Qingcheng, who bullied you..."
Those words of murmuring... struck someone's heart...
"Qingcheng, I only have one arm left. If you keep crying, what will I do?"
"I'm too busy..."
"Qingcheng, stop crying..."
Every sentence seems to be explaining something...
The cat was frightened and frightened. She stretched out her hand to grab something, but everything was nothing...
"Mo Jue, Mo Jue..."
"Mo Jue, Mo Jue..."
"Mo Jue, Mo Jue..."
She called him and kept calling, but he seemed to be unable to hear her. Only her hand was still wiping mechanically...
…
"Stop crying, Qingcheng..."
"Qingcheng, please stop crying, okay..."
Muttering, except for this sentence, there is nothing else...
And in Mao'er's wide-open eyes of disbelief, two lines of blood tears slowly flowed out of Jun Mo Jue's eyes... shocking everyone...
He has a pair of silver-gray flowing eyes, which are often a little demonic. They are incredibly beautiful and twinkling, and seem to be black-hearted... At this moment, the bright red color fell from his eyes, and those silver-gray eyes
There is no color anymore, only gray and white...
"Sky, why is it so dark?"
"Qingcheng, it's dark, why did it suddenly get dark!"
Another murmur made Mao'er's heart suffocate. He then raised his hand and put it in front of Jun Mo Jue's eyes, only to find that it was motionless...
Those eyes were motionless...
Can’t you see? Can’t you see? Are such beautiful eyes blind?
…
She clutched her chest fiercely, the pain made her unable to breathe...
In just one moment, Mao'er suddenly turned his head to look at Ye Qingqing. That look was filled with ever-changing emotions...
It is resentment, regret, pity, cherishment, love...
"ah……"
With a fierce roar, Jun Mo Jue covered his head and howled at the sky. He was going to die, he was really going to die, he felt it...
"ah……"
There was another roar, a head of white hair flying in the wind, and then...under everyone's gaze, he ran away...
He broke away from the cat's arms, penetrated the dense crowd, and then ran towards the front people...
He can't see, his head hurts so much that it's going to explode, he's going to die...
No one in this world will want him anymore, he is the only one left...
Boundless, aimless, where is the front...
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The cliffs are thousands of feet high, whose cry echoes in the fog, whose lament echoes in the air...
"Qingcheng, I love you, I love you...!"
"Qingcheng, I love you, I love you..."
"Qingcheng, husband and wife are only one step away from bowing to each other... we will make up for it in the next life!"
"Qingcheng, you have to wait for me!"|
"Qingcheng, I will definitely not hurt you in the next life!"
…
Jun Mo Jue died, and he jumped into the abyss without hesitation, making no sound... leaving behind a series of unrepentant screams that resounded...
Broken Heart Cliff
Whose intestines are broken, whose life is broken...
Everyone followed the running figure. Apart from the promise echoing in the air and the unrepentant "I love you" on the stone tablet on the cliff, only a sword remained there...
It is his destiny sword.
When the sword is there, people are there; when the sword dies, people die.
He died, so tragically, and he left so hastily...
…
The cat stared blankly at the mist-shrouded cliff. The man declared his love with his life...
But, Jun Mojue, if you leave like this, will I still be happy?
…
Behind him, the man in red was stunned, his true energy was flowing backwards, and blood was flowing out of the corners of his mouth. He stared blankly at all this, wondering if his happiness was gone...
Under the stone tablet, the woman was wearing a wedding dress, with a dim red lotus on her forehead. She sat there blankly for seven days and seven nights...
No one could listen to what she said. She seemed to have sealed herself in a space, and no one could disturb her...
…
It wasn't until the tenth day that the woman stood up, looked at the man in red who had also stayed with him for ten days and nights, and moved her lips, "Qingwu, let's go!"
…
The stories of Ye Qingqing, Jun Mojue, and Xia Qingcheng have been circulating in the mainland for a long time, and they are hailed as legends...
I wish to win the heart of a person and stay together forever, this is the true meaning of love...
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