Xiao Chengyi held Mu Yun'an tightly in his arms with his arms, and heard Wu Xuanye's voice: "What, do you believe me now? I said today this will be your burial place."
Xiao Chengyi raised his eyes and glanced at Wu Xuanye. This man really made his prediction come true.
That's all, what's the use of worrying about this anymore, he's going to die.
If he died, could Ye Xiuchen be able to protect Yan Yan? He was afraid that his Yan Yan would still fall into the hands of this monster.
Even if Yan Yan agrees to him and survives, how can she deal with these ghosts and monsters? What will they do to Yan Yan?
Xiao Chengyi didn't dare to think that maybe he really wanted to be selfish and drag his Yan Yan to accompany him to hell.
"good!"
Xiao Chengyi spoke with a trembling voice: "We will never be separated from each other."
He lowered his head and reached out to pull off the veil on Mu Yun'an's face. His blood-stained lips kissed the wounds on her face, and then fell on her lips, lingering.
Mu Yunan closed her eyes and let him kiss her, tears and blood spreading between their lips and teeth.
After a long time, I heard Xiao Chengyi's soft voice: "Yan Yan, I love you."
Mu Yun'an felt a weight on her shoulders. When she opened her eyes, she saw Xiao Chengyi leaning on her shoulder, closing his eyes and looking like he was asleep.
She called out: "Brother Yi."
The person on the body didn't respond.
Mu Yun'an stretched out his hand tremblingly and felt Xiao Chengyi's breath. There was deathly silence.
She finally couldn't help it, hugged him and cried loudly. The cry was bloody and heartbreaking.
"Brother Yi."
Mu Yun'an looked up to the sky and roared loudly, which shook the valley. Her tied black hair suddenly spread out, and all her black hair turned into white in an instant.
The wind picked up, blowing Mu Yun'an's white hair, and everyone present was shocked when they saw this scene.
Ye Xiuchen's eyes were red as he looked at Mu Yun'an who was holding Xiao Chengyi's body and crying bitterly.
He often heard people say: When one is extremely sad, one's black hair turns into snow. It turned out to be true. It must be such a painful injury to make one's black hair turn white in an instant.
How deep is the love between the two of them? It's something no one can imagine. The deepest pain in the world is when the person you love dies in your own hands.
Mu Yun'an's white hair is a sign of guilt and self-blame, and it is also her deepest love for Xiao Chengyi.
In the end, they still grow old together, right?
Ye Xiuchen closed his eyes, feeling heartbroken. Suddenly, he felt his hands were empty. When he opened his eyes, he saw Mu Yun'an snatching the dagger from his hand and raising it to kill himself.
He exclaimed: "No!"
Before he could stop him, Wu Xuanye quickly took hold of Mu Yun'an's hand.
Mu Yun'an looked at the person who was blocking him. There was a fierce light in her eyes and her tone was frighteningly cold: "Let go!"
Wu Xuanye narrowed his eyes: "You can't die."
If she died, he wouldn't be able to live. She would have no love in life, but he didn't want to die yet.
When Mu Yun'an saw that he wouldn't let go, she narrowed her eyes and picked up Xiao Chengyi's soft sword on the ground, and stabbed it towards Wu Xuanye: "Then let's die together!"