Part 7, Chapter 367 Struggling for a Life, Suffering for a Life, Ling Han Dances Alone for a Life

> .. I don't know what power is supporting the two, but they actually rushed to Ling Hanwu's side!

Facing the forest of swords, Ye Chuchen stepped forward to meet the sword. ..

"Don't disturb us, let's talk to him!" Ye Chuchen's voice was choked up, her body trembling, she said word by word, in her eyes, there seemed to be a crazy flame burning blazingly.

Her voice was firm and undeniable. But it reveals a strange indifference.

One kind, the indifference of the heart as dead ashes.

Ye Di's gloomy voice said lightly: "Let them pass!" He sighed softly: "For Ling Fengyun's sake, let you talk last."

But before he said these words, Meng Chaoran rushed over regardless, and hugged Ling Hanwu.

Ling Hanwu's sanity had already begun to scatter.

His pupils have begun to dilate.

A blow from a third-rank Supreme is far from what he, a seventh-rank saint, can bear!

But at the moment when he saw Meng Chaoran, his eyes suddenly and miraculously focused, with anxiety in his eyes, and he roared: "What do I do? Are you still leaving?"

He is roaring!

But the voice is pitifully small.

"I'll see you off first." Meng Chaoran inhaled deeply and exhaled lightly, lest he would disturb his brother, lest he might use too much force and take away his brother's last vitality: "I'll see you off... Han Wu , today, we are leaving together..."

Ling Hanwu anxiously wanted to turn her head, but she couldn't. She could only slowly roll her eyes, and cursed angrily: "You bastard fool... Where is Chuchen... Where is Chuchen? We are all dead, what is she doing?" What should she do? "

"I'll accompany you." Ye Chuchen walked over gently, knelt down gently, and said softly, "Brother Hanwu, let's go together! The road to hell is far away, if you walk alone, you will be lonely and afraid."

"No! I'm not afraid!" Ling Hanwu didn't know where the strength was, and she straightened her neck anxiously: "You don't die...you...you...you want to be happy! If you die...I will die with regret!"

Suddenly staring at the snowy night sky, he roared: "The heavens! I will die with regret!"

Ye Chuchen's tears fell drop by drop.

It dripped on Ling Hanwu's face.

Ling Hanwu's eyes became slack, and she murmured, heartbroken: "I'm most afraid that you will cry..."

I'm most afraid of you crying...

Because I am afraid that you will cry, so I quit; because I am afraid that you will cry, so I will fulfill you; because I am afraid that you will cry, so I cover up my love rival and run away; because I am afraid that you will cry, so I secretly invite my love rival to meet you. Because I am afraid that you will cry... I will give everything for you. Because I was afraid that you would cry, I was lonely all my life, or because I was afraid that you would cry... I gave my life...

But you still cried...

"Chuchen... don't cry..." Ling Hanwu's eyes were distracted. Muttering: "Brother Han Wu will give you...what you want...don't cry..."

Tears fell like rain in the early morning of the night.

Meng Chaoran held Ling Hanwu's hand tightly, tears streaming down his face, and desperately sent his vitality to Ling Hanwu's body.

But slowly he felt it. Ling Hanwu's body has already begun to reject vitality!

The vitality is about to disappear.

"Hey..." Ling Hanwu frowned in pain: "I'm in so much pain..."

The wind whipped snowflakes into his face.

The biting coldness made Ling Hanwu finally regain his senses. His eyes looked at the snowflakes in the sky in confusion, and there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes, and he murmured: "I really want to...see the snow with you..."

At the last moment of his life, his last obsession was actually this shattered dream...

Ye Chuchen tightly held Ling Hanwu's hand. Crying like rain, "Brother Han Wu, I will accompany you to see the snow... I will accompany you to see the snow now..."

But Ling Hanwu couldn't hear what she was saying, only one right hand suddenly grabbed Meng Chaoran's hand desperately, and the last strength burst out a few words: "Take her...go...live...live... ... go down..."

Sudden gasping for breath, but only exhaled, not inhaled, eyes wide open: "Geyin...you, you, you owe me...you have to avenge...for me...you must...definitely..."

His body shook. With his eyes wide open, he lost all breath.

His hand slipped quietly from Meng Chaoran's and hung on the snow.

Touching the icy snowflakes.

His face hurts, like his hands. Touched a broken dream...

"You have to avenge me with your own hands!" Meng Chaoran closed his eyes in pain.

Han Wu, you are on the verge of death. Still so well-intentioned!

You know, my cultivation base is meager, how can I take revenge with my own hands? It takes at least thousands of years to practice... that way, I can live for thousands of years... thousands of years to take care of Chuchu...

Is that what you think? You died, and you planned a goal for me, let me have a goal to live...

But the current situation...

Ling Hanwu's body gradually cooled down, but a figure seemed to appear in front of Meng Chaoran.

At the beginning, the tall and tall young master Ling, dressed in white clothes like snow, with long sleeves and good at dancing, handsome, playing swords and singing long songs, rode horses... Ling Hanwu, when he sent himself away for three days, smiled and said :"Take care of yourself!"

...

"Brother Han Wu!" Ye Chuchen yelled, and suddenly there was a wow, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

Meng Chaoran squatted numbly, his mind suddenly became far away at this moment.

Back then, we laughed together, we were young and frivolous together...

Together, fell in love with Ye Chuchen.

Then, everything changed.

It was him who saved my life, it was him who covered me and escaped; it was him who took care of me and escaped for three days, it was him who secretly let me meet Chuchu...while he himself quietly hid On one side, heartbroken.

Back then, I escaped for three days and said to him, "Han Wu, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back after I leave. Chu Chu, you have to take good care of her."

At that time, he was furious: "Fuck your mother! If Chuchen's heart is on me, I will marry her without you saying it! Her heart is not on me, what's the use of me marrying her? You want me to marry her?" Become a person inferior to pigs and dogs!"

"Meng Geyin, if you are a man, become stronger and come and take Chuchen away! I already hate you to death, but don't let me look down on you again!"

"Ugly words, you are gone. If Chuchen can be moved by me and fall in love with me again. Don't blame me for stealing love! But if her heart does not change, then we will wait for you to come back! Take her away !"

"If you don't look for me when you come back, you will lose your life in vain. I hate you all my life! Dig your grave! Bruise your bones!"

"You, Meng Geyin, and I have never been brothers! We are rivals in love! We are sworn to death! I hate you! I wish I could tear you to pieces!"

"But I'll still help you!"

...

Meng Chaoran's face was distorted, tears flowed down his cheeks and into his mouth, full of bitterness.

I remember going back to the last three days and drinking with Ling Hanwu. Ling Hanwu smiled wryly while drinking. At that time, he sighed: "It is said that a woman's heart is changeable. However, once a woman's heart is paid, it will never change in her life..."

"A woman who changed her heart. It's because she didn't love deeply."

Every time we get together, every time we drink alcohol, Ling Hanwu always says: "I really want to kill you! I really want to torture you to death! I really want to tear you into pieces...you die in the next three days, why are you If you don't die in the next three days...why don't you die?"

But... every time. He still helps me.

He also said: "If Chuchen really changed her mind and followed me, then she wouldn't be cute...but even if she isn't cute, I still dream of it."

"As long as Chuchen is willing to follow me, I am willing to use my whole life to save her and transfer her feelings for you to me; but she refuses."

"You didn't feel sorry for me, I was the one who felt sorry for you and Chuchen! Without me, your family would not be destroyed."

But after he finished speaking, he went on to defend himself: "Actually, between us, no one is sorry for anyone, it's just a trick of good fortune. Chuchen didn't love the wrong person, it's the Ye family's bastard. It's me, I like it and I shouldn't like it." People are hard to extricate themselves."

"But it's hard to extricate yourself, and it's also happiness. I know, although you can't see it. But whenever you think of the first morning, your heart is full of motivation and happiness. But do you know me? Every time I think of the first morning, my heart The sore pain made me want to stab myself with two swords."

that time. Ling Hanwu drank and smiled wryly: "I didn't get a good name, Ling Hanwu. I was born in the extreme north. Hehe, Ling Xuehantian dances alone..."

"I have struggled and suffered all my life, and danced alone in the cold all my life; I have sung songs in the night and early morning, who has pity on me, and my heart is as dust."

This poem is Ling Hanwu making fun of himself. That day, he was drunk. He scolded himself when he was drunk.

happy boy!

He always says that about me.

With strong and undisguised jealousy and hatred.

I didn't know at that time, my family was ruined, I was alone, and I ran away like a dog; where is happiness? But I finally understand that compared with you, I am much happier than you in a certain way...

Because I have dreams and you don't.

You have loved all your life, you have suffered all your life, you have despaired all your life... you have struggled all your life!

Han Wu... If there is an afterlife, I am willing to do this for you!

You deserve it!

Meng Chaoran stood up slowly, slowly untied his clothes, took them off slowly, and then spread them on the ground, carefully lifted Ling Hanwu's body, and put them on his long gown.

Then, he carefully fastened the buttons to cover Ling Hanwu's shattered chest and back, then stretched out his hand, stroked Ling Hanwu's wide eyelids, and murmured: "Brother... let's go, I Come right away... I owe you this life, and I will pay you back in the next life!"

But when his hand stroked, Ling Hanwu's eyes opened again! So three times!

Glaring at myself!

This pair of eyes that lost their lives looked at him so angrily!

Meng Chaoran's heart was shocked, he was stunned for a long time, and finally murmured: "You still want us to live...Is it like this? Is it like this?"

He said sadly: "Then, Han Wu, don't worry... I will try my best to survive with Chu Chu. Live well... Work hard and avenge you with my own hands... Okay? You can rest assured Is it?"

hand, stroked Ling Hanwu's eyes again.

This time, miraculously, Ling Hanwu's eyes quietly closed.

The stiff cheeks also seemed to be much more peaceful.

Do you just trust me? At this moment, Meng Chaoran suddenly felt like a knife was piercing his heart!

Pieces shattered!

………To be continued..