Chapter 1708 Live to be flamboyant, die to be great
Aventurine lay in Qingge's arms, looking at Qingge with hazy eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became stronger.
There are 3,900 stairs in Longfeng Mountain. He climbed up one step at a time without realizing it, facing the wind, frost, snow and rain.
The most important thing is that there is no blood on his body.
Qingge didn't understand what made him persist until now, allowing a person without blood to climb Longfeng Mountain.
Qingge's eyes were red and tears were flowing on both sides of her cheeks. She wiped away the traces of snow on her face and smiled sadly.
She and Mo Xie are life-and-death friends who care deeply about each other. To her, aventurine cod is a special existence.
Like the moon that day, clean, gentle and spotless.
She owed him so much that she could never repay it in three lifetimes.
Qingge raised her trembling hand and patted Aventurine's face, "Aventurine, don't die... I beg you, don't die..."
As if he didn't hear her plea, Aventurine lay motionless in her arms.
The tears flowed endlessly.
Even my throat was sore and my nose was all red.
Qing Ge's eyes were empty, she could not exert her power at all by catalyzing the Snow Spirit Bead.
Instead, the breath of the Snow Spirit Pearl surged through her body.
Qingge slowly stood up, her body trembled, and she suddenly spit out bright red blood.
Qing Ge struggled to lift Aventurine, trying to help Aventurine leave Longfeng Mountain, a place full of bones and right and wrong.
However, Qingge had no strength and fell into the snow after walking a few steps.
Aventurine was breathless, snowflakes fell on his eyelashes, his lips were as pale as paper, and his body was stiff and cold.
Qingge's eyes were red, as if countless knives were stabbing her heart, and the tearing pain made her almost suffocate.
Qingge gritted her teeth and dragged the aventurine towards the Longfeng Mountain stairs.
She wants to take him down the mountain.
The sad and beautiful smile of Qingge.
All the Vampire Archers gathered around, Lan Wuxin's eyes turned fierce, he raised his hand and gave an order, "Kill her."
Ye Qingge, who has no heart, has no value in living. In Lan Wuxin's eyes, she is just a walking corpse.
Countless arrows tore through the sky, shuttled through the heavy snow, and all of them were inserted into Qingge's body. Qingge became a hedgehog, and the pain of thousands of arrows piercing his heart was nothing more than this.
Qingge looked firmly into the distance with her eyes, looking at death as if she were home.
She knelt on the ground on one knee, with arrows stuck in her back, and the smell of blood was so strong.
Qing Ge helped the aventurine up and walked forward.
The entrance is right in front of you, and you can go down the mountain by walking more than 3,000 steps.
There was light in her eyes, which was the hope of freedom.
Another bunch of arrows came, completely piercing Qingge's body.
The arrow penetrated her internal organs, from her back to her ribs, and broke out of her chest.
Qing Ge lay on the ground, blood flowing out, staining the white snow of Longfeng Mountain red.
All the arrows were blocked by her, leaving the aventurine intact.
Qingge crawled forward with difficulty, and kept stretching her hands forward. She was just a little bit away from the aventurine cod.
However, even at half an arm's length, she would never be able to reach it in her lifetime.
She spit out a mouthful of blood, and the scene in front of her became blurry.
She has no heart, he has no blood.
Qing Ge's eyes gradually closed. Before closing her eyes, she seemed to see a mist of green mist enveloping the world.
A cluster of green flames burned on Aventurine's body, and the flames burned his body to ashes and disappeared into Longfeng Mountain.
Everyone looked at this scene in shock.
What is that green fire?
Qingge has no heart, but a scarlet flower burns in her heart, and deep inside the flower is purple.
The petals close and open like the beating of a heart.
There was no life in her body, she was cold and stiff.
A red figure swept up Longfeng Mountain. Mo Xie stood at the entrance, looking at Qingge who fell to the ground, his pupils suddenly tightened.
He quickly went to Qingge's side, hugged her body, and burst into tears.
Mo Xie had never been so grief-stricken. His heart and lungs were filled with grief. Mo Xie opened his eyes as hard as he could and hugged his slender body tightly.
"Xiao Ge'er, you are so cruel. You saved me but died yourself." Mo Xie burst out laughing, tears streaming down his face.
Qing Ge tried every possible means to refine the elixir to save him, and even spent ten grains of real energy.
He has heavy responsibilities and missions on his shoulders. How can he accompany her on the road to death?
She will blame him.
How cruel.
Mo Xie buried his face in Qingge's cold neck, his shoulders kept twitching, and his tears melted the snow.
Snake Burial looked at this scene, shook his head, and left immediately.
"It's really an advantage for her to die like this." Lan Wuxin's eyes turned frosty.
Lan Wu opened her eyes wide, and for some reason, she was a little envious.
He was born flamboyant and died great.
Even on the road to hell, where she was frightened by the news, there were people who walked with her fearlessly.
Aventurine climbed up Longfeng Mountain, and Mo Xie held her body and cried. I heard that there was another Ji Yue. How would he collapse if he learned that his beloved woman was dead?
Lan Wu turned to look at Mei Qingchen, who looked at Qingge's body with a somewhat moved and sad expression.
"Achen, I'm sleepy." Lan Wu hugged Mei Qingchen's arm.
She had nothing to ask for in this life, even if she was born sick and short-lived, as long as Mei Qingchen could spend the rest of her life by her side.
Mei Qingchen looked forward, as if she hadn't heard Lan Wu's words and remained motionless.
Lan Wu's smoky eyebrows frowned slightly, "Achen..." She shook Mei Qingchen's arm.
Mei Qingchen was stunned for a moment, came to his senses, and immediately looked at Lan Wu, "What's wrong?"
"I'm so sleepy." Lan Wu said softly.
Mei Qingchen gathered Lan Wu's cloak and walked towards his residence. He looked back.
The girl who once almost married him was now lying in a pool of blood, with arrows stuck in every part of her body.
It must be painful...
Mei Qingchen thought.
Lan Wu noticed Mei Qingchen's trance, but she didn't point it out.
"Achen, I'm about to die too. Tell me, I met Miss Ye on Huangquan Road. What would we talk about?" Lan Wu asked.
Mei Qingchen's heart beat violently, and he was startled. He turned to look at Lan Wu, frowned, and pinched Lan Wu's face with his long fingers, "No, he won't die."
Lan Wu twitched his lips and smiled lightly.
The empty snowfield, the majestic mountains, and the white snow covered them with blood, but they were soaked with blood again in a moment.
Mo Xie held Qingge in his arms, motionless, like an ice sculpture, a zombie-like puppet.
The power of Xue Lingzhu surged through the body, finally splitting Qing Ge's body apart.
It turns into thousands of snow beads and falls like a goddess scattering flowers.
Mo Xie raised his head, furious, howling in pain, the veins on the back of his hands and forehead popped out, his eyes were about to burst, and his eyes were bloodshot and terrifyingly red.
Lan Wuxin smiled exaggeratedly, her face burned by the Qinglian strange fire was particularly terrifying.
He was as ferocious as a ghost, completely charred and black, with almost all his facial features burned, except for one pair of eyes, which shone with an evil light.