Bingtong's sad smile was still hanging on her face, reflected in Lingjie's eyes. Lingjie looked at the dragon-slaying knife that had penetrated deeply into Bingtong's shoulder, and his head suddenly "bang" and short-circuited.
, I felt my mind went blank, "I..., what happened to me, what did I, Ling Jie, do, what did I do..."
Bingtong's body was originally kneeling. At this moment, she didn't even have the strength to kneel up. She fell straight down and fell into Ling Jie's arms. Ling Jie sat down suddenly and hugged her body tightly.
, "Bingtong, don't do this, don't do this... I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it."
Bingtong wanted to reach out and touch Ling Jie's face, but she no longer had enough strength. Ling Jie held her hand and put her hand on his face. However, her hand was gradually becoming cold.
Bingtong's body continued to tremble due to difficulty in breathing, "I am finally free, I can finally be free... Ling Jie, thank you."
"What's going on? What's going on? Why are you like this...Is there someone..." Ling Jie ignored everything else and shouted almost madly.
Bingtong's voice was very small. Every time she spoke, Lingjie would bend his ears and listen carefully. This might be the last time he heard Bingtong speak. Every time Bingtong spoke, Lingjie kept silent, not daring to speak.
Go ahead and say, "Don't ask anymore, I'm very satisfied with the ending...I don't have to live so hard anymore."
Ling Jie said, "I know, is it because that old man Han Ping forced you..."
Bingtong cracked her mouth, but did not say anything. After doing this several times, she struggled to speak out, "Ling Jie, I look down on myself. I hate myself for being useless. I hate myself for caring too much about myself. I know,
You must hate me so much. I am responsible for all this. I never blame others...ahem..."
"puff--"
Bingtong coughed, and a black mass spit out from her mouth. It looked more like fragments of internal organs than a clot of blood.
She felt that she could not hold on for long, so she suddenly cried loudly and hugged Ling Jie tightly, "I should bear the blame for the evil I have done. I am going to die, but... Ling Jie, I can't let you go. The only thing I can't let go of is you."
Leaving you... Ling Jie... I can't bear to leave you."
Looking at the crazy person in his arms, Ling Jie's tears fell involuntarily, "Bingtong, I can't let you go either. I shouldn't have let you go just now. I shouldn't have let go."
He suddenly yelled, "You shouldn't let go, you shouldn't do it."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
There is a piece of paper in the pocket of his pants, you must remember to take it away later, it contains very important things."
"Ahem..."
She coughed up another black thing the size of a finger. As soon as the thing hit the ground, it brought out an unpleasant stench, which was particularly fishy. After coughing, Bingtong's face turned very pale, so pale that it was terrifying.
.The female ghost Ling Jie saw on TV when he was a child didn't look as bright as Bing Tong at this moment.
Bingtong held her hand and gradually loosened it. Lingjie said, "Girl, tell me, what did that old man Han Ping do to you?"
Bingtong's eyes began to blur. After Lingjie asked, he regained focus a little, "If I don't kill you in the assessment, he will turn me into a man..."
After saying that, she smiled and seemed really satisfied with the ending. Even though she was no longer willing to leave and no matter how strong her spirit was, her physical disability made her eyes gradually become blurry, her eyeballs gradually moved upward, and her hands and feet became loose.
, completely relaxed, the last words she left to the world were very plain, "Ling Jie, I love you."
These five short words were spoken in the calmest tone, without any excitement or special feelings. They were just like an old couple talking to each other. There were no special surprises, but they were very cordial.
"Bang." Her hand fell to the ground, and the clear voice resounded in the iron room. Her head fell to the side, her eyes were closed, and her messy hair fell on her face. She looked very haggard and pitiful.
This scene has become eternal.
Ling Jie was stunned. Most of the luster of life seemed to have receded at this moment. His whole body suddenly became very tired and tired. He was so tired that even opening his eyes felt like it was very laborious.
"You shouldn't let go, you shouldn't let go, you shouldn't let go..." He murmured to himself, and finally shouted to the sky, "Bingtong, I can't let you go... I like you too... If
Give me another chance, I would rather it was me who fell down at this moment... Girl, did you hear it, did you hear it... Do you think you are really freed like this? It's you, it's you who makes me bear the guilt
A life-long love debt... If you hear this, come back to me, come back to me... come back to me!"
Ling Jie's shouting made everyone present stunned. Either they were moved by Ling Jie's true feelings, or they were frightened by Ling Jie's terrifying crazy and ferocious appearance. No one spoke anymore...
Zhuge Qing shed tears when she saw it outside the iron cage. She seemed to feel the grief in Ling Jie's heart, the pain that was too painful to live in.
Twenty seconds had passed since the third round of fighting was completed, but the blacksmith still didn't speak.
Xu Da suddenly said, "Mr. Examiner, twenty seconds have passed. Please announce the start of the next round of fighting." Xu Da said gloatingly. At this moment, Ling Jie was at his most excited. Anyway, it was the fourth round of fighting.
Without his own share, perhaps Ling Jie's life would be taken by fighting in the fourth round now.
The blacksmith came to his senses, took a deep breath, and nodded to the woman.
The woman led a few guards in and took out the bodies of Cheng Feng and Sima Tian. She walked to Ling Jie and squatted down, "Ling Jie, the deceased is gone. Please show your condolences. Don't let Bingtong's love for you down."
I hope you must continue to cheer up and complete the last two steps to prove to her that she did not love the wrong person. You, Ling Jie, are a man worthy of her Bingtong."
Ling Jie raised his head and glanced at her, and the woman immediately said, "My name is Fu Nan. I'm one year older than you. If you don't mind, you can call me Miss Fatty."
Ling Jie said, "Sister Nan, thank you for reminding me."
Fu Nan smiled and said, "You're welcome. I have been responsible for two assessments. You are the most admirable person I have ever met. Now is not the time to be sad. A man's shoulders should be able to bear the weight, even if it is pain.
I can’t afford it.”
Ling Jie nodded, Fu Nan stretched out his hand and said, "Give Bingtong to me. I will return it to you after the assessment is over."
Ling Jie shook his head, and stood up slowly while holding Bingtong in his arms, "Sister Fu Nan, no need, I want to hold her and take her the rest of the way."
Fu Nan was stunned, "Are you going to hold her and continue fighting?"
Ling Jie nodded, "Please allow me to do this."
Fu Nan glanced at the blacksmith in embarrassment, and saw the blacksmith nodding. She couldn't say anything, "Well, I believe you won't let everyone down."
"Sister Fu Nan, I have one more request." Ling Jie drove the eleven people outside the iron cage and his eyes fell directly on Xu Da.
"Please tell me."
"Can you let all the eleven people outside come in? I want to challenge them all!"