The light is ahead, and life and death are on the line.
However, the man in black behind him chased her more and more closely, and several times the opponent's sword energy seemed to brush through Lin Qingran's hair. It was Yunzheng who took her out of danger.
With a roar, a huge pillar collapsed, and smoke and dust filled the sky. It almost hit the two of them, but Yun Zheng avoided it like an arrow leaving the string.
That huge pillar lay across the secret passage, blocking the path of the pursuers.
Yun Zheng did not relax at all, and ran towards the exit quickly without looking back. When he put his hand on the mechanism on the wall, the pursuers caught up with him again.
The giant pillar did not stop the pursuers for long. When the mechanism was turned on, the heavy stone door slowly opened, and a ray of sunlight came in from the crack in the door below. Seeing the bright dawn right in front of you.
"Dream!" Then a ray of light from the hand of the man in black shot towards the mechanism, and a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth.
All the mechanisms were destroyed, the heavy stone door of the mausoleum suddenly fell back, and smoke billowed out from Yun Zheng's anxious head.
The sharp swords in the hands of the other men in black all came to attack. Yun Zheng held Lin Qingran and rolled several times in a row to avoid the harsh killing moves.
In the blink of an eye, the gap from the ground was only more than a foot wide, and there was no room for him to carry Lin Qingran out.
Imminent!
Seeing this, Yun Zheng's eyes turned blood red. He roared, looked at the stone door getting lower and lower, gritted his teeth, and kissed the pale red lips with absolute determination, but only lightly, and then shouted loudly:
"Walk!"
Lin Qingran didn't have time to think about it, when he saw him put down his hand, and she lay flat on the ground. With a push, Lin Qingran was pushed towards the living door that could only accommodate one person.
Lin Qingran's eyes immediately widened and he saw himself flying straight out, full of light and vitality.
The sky outside is so blue, the white clouds are so beautiful, the breeze is so fresh, and the fragrance of plum blossoms is still floating in the air. Everything is so beautiful, and the beauty can make the heart soar.
However, the warmth from him on her lips has not dissipated, almost scalding her heart. His smile still remains in her mind, engraved in her mind like a knife and axe. His tenderness has long been integrated into her bones and blood, and has been reincarnated thousands of times in life after life.
, she can't forget it either.
Are you just going to use his life as a price in exchange for your own life?
Just leave him alone in that dark and cold mausoleum again?
Will I never see his handsome and god-like face again, missing me deeply in the middle of the night like in my previous life?
Just like that... living in a world without this man who loved her with his life?
No, no, she doesn't want it.
She doesn't want it.
The years of two lifetimes, the joyful or sad past, slide through my mind one by one, like a line of flying egrets, flying zigzag across the vast world of ink calligraphy and painting.
Those past events that were intense, grey, colorful, or bleak gradually settled in my heart, turning into a puddle of water, gradually freezing into ice, submerging and freezing everything.
Gratitude and resentment, distant fetters, endless entanglement, hand in hand in the past, life and death reunion, struggle and resistance, in the end it all turned into deep nostalgia.
Lin Qingran glanced in the direction of the capital city. There were the siblings she cared about. She couldn't let go of him, but she couldn't just let go of the person inside.
Sister, Ming'er, I'm sorry, I can only go so far with you. Please allow me to be selfish for a moment.