Ye Di then turned and smiled at Bu Liuqing. "Elder Bu, I shall take my leave. The world is long, I'm sure we'll meet again. "
Bu Liuqing said impatiently, "Get lost!"
"Hold on!" Chu Yang got up slowly and asked solemnly, "Who killed Ling Hanwu? Step forward and let me take a look. "
An old man in black snorted and took a step forward proudly. He said dispassionately, "It's me. My name is Ye Se! Why, do you want to avenge him? "
Chu Yang looked at him dispassionately and said slowly, "Ye Se! Not bad, not bad. Who hurt my Master and Mistress? "
"It's also me." Ye Se sneered. "A clown who can't even withstand a single blow. He can't even take a palm strike with just 10% of my power. How can he even talk about taking revenge personally?"
"This person's mouth stinks!" Chu Yang said dispassionately.
"His mouth stinks, I'll wash it for him!" Bu Liuqing snorted and suddenly moved. The next moment, with a few slaps, that guy had already been slapped more than a dozen times and rolled out.
Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
"I won't kill anyone today," Chu Yang said. "Ye Se, you're my Master's. Live well, don't die too early! That will be very disappointing! "
Ye Se lay on the ground with his hair disheveled. He glared at Chu Yang fiercely. "Meng Geyin? Kill me? Chu Yang, you're dreaming! "
"Whether it's a dream or not, you'll know in the future," Chu Yang said dispassionately. "But you must take care! You must take care of yourself! "
"Let's go!"
Ye Di snorted, and a ball of dense night fog swayed twice before suddenly disappearing.
The Ye Clan members retreated like the tide.
"You really shouldn't have promised your Master to take revenge personally." Bu Liuqing walked to Chu Yang's side, shaking his head and sighing. "When will that be?"
Chu Yang said dispassionately, "Since my Master said to take revenge personally, then he will definitely do it! I will do whatever it takes to help him fulfill his wish! "
"I also want to borrow Elder Bu's power to kill all these people … But that way, I won't feel anything. If I don't take revenge personally, I'll always feel lacking! "Chu Yang said softly," Revenge must be taken with one's own hands; hatred must be repaid in person! A man in this world will repay kindness and enmity as he pleases. "
Bu Liuqing sighed, "If everyone wants to take revenge with their own hands …"
"Taking revenge with one's own hands requires ability!" Chu Yang said quietly, "My teacher has this ability!" His eyes seemed to be burning with a crazy flame. There was a sentence engraved in his heart: Even if he doesn't have it, I will make him have it!
From today onwards, he would not rest until he was dead!
Bu Liuqing was dumbfounded and said, "Let's go back."
Chu Yang didn't say a word. He bent down and picked up Ling Hanwu's body. Ye Shiyu led a group of people to send Meng Chaoran and Ye Chuchen back to Chu Yang's Orchard Palace. Along the way, Ye Shiyu didn't say a word.
When they arrived at the Orchard Palace, Ye Shiyu put down the person. When Ye Shiyu bade farewell, he looked at Chu Yang as if he wanted to say something.
But Chu Yang didn't look at him.
Ye Shi Yu finally let out a long sigh and turned to leave.
Although we have some sympathy for each other, and although my aunt is here, we are still enemies.
After today, they would not rest until one of them was dead!
Anything he said would be superfluous.
Chu Yang was busy tending to Meng Chaoran and Ye Chuchen's bodies. Meng Chaoran's spine was broken, both his legs were fractured, his knees were shattered, and four of his ribs were broken. One of them seemed to have pierced into his internal organs, and his internal organs were ruptured. The most serious thing was that his head had been hit by the force of the Supreme Martial Artist's palm. Although it had only brushed past him diagonally, Meng Chaoran's head was severely injured.
He was almost left with half a breath!
If it wasn't for the incomplete version of the heavy pill, he would have been dead by now!
Ye Chuchen, who was at the side, was even more seriously injured than Meng Chaoran because she tried her best to block the palm force for him.
Ling Hanwu's body was placed quietly in the hall of the Orchard Palace.
Zi Xieqing, Moon Breeze and the rest were shocked when they returned. No one expected such a tragic incident to happen in the short time they were out.
It was only in the middle of the night that Meng Chaoran regained some consciousness and opened his eyes.
"Hanwu …?" Meng Chaoran rolled his eyes.
"…" Chu Yang didn't answer and turned his head away.
"Chuchu?" Meng Chaoran asked in a low voice.
"She's still unconscious." Chu Yang comforted him. "She'll be fine, I promise."
Tears flowed out of Meng Chaoran's eyes. He looked at the sky above his head in a daze and heaved a long sigh.
"Let me avenge him with my own hands … This is Hanwu's last request in his life." Meng Chaoran said weakly, "Those people are mine."
"They're yours!" Chu Yang nodded and comforted him softly.
"But they're here to deal with you this time." Meng Chaoran looked at Chu Yang. "You have to be careful."
Chu Yang's expression was heavy as he nodded slowly.
They're really here to deal with me!
"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to take a nap." A familiar carefree smile appeared at the corners of Meng Chaoran's lips again. He smiled lightly. "In my dream, I'll go drinking with Hanwu."
Chu Yang's heart ached. Meng Chaoran had already fallen into a deep sleep.
The next day, someone from the Ling Clan came to take away Ling Hanwu's body. It was said that Ling Fengyun and Ye Di had a huge quarrel and almost came to blows. The two of them parted on bad terms.
The person who came was Ling Hanxue.
Ling Hanxue's eyes were red. It was obvious that Ling Hanwu's death was a huge blow to her. Before she left, she looked at Chu Yang and said, "Second Uncle left just like that. Although he died for the love of his life, the root of his death was with you."
"Second Uncle had lived a tiring life all these years. His death can be considered a relief. Although the living can't bear it, he can be relieved after all. "
"So let me remind you once more, be careful at the Medicine Banquet in Tianji City!"
Ling Hanxue said softly.
Chu Yang was silent. He said, "Thank you."
"I'll bring Second Uncle back today. Tomorrow morning, I'll bring a few people and bring his body back to Lingxiao City. We'll meet again in the distant future. Take care of yourself. "
"From now on, the big clans and you, Chu Yang, will never rest until one of us is dead! If we meet on the battlefield in the future and you can kill me, don't show mercy! "
After Ling Hanxue finished speaking, she led her people out.
When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped and said, "Second Uncle's sword is called 'Solo Dance in the Cold Sky'. Second Uncle said that Ling Xue's solo dance in the cold sky was destined to be lonely for the rest of his life. "
She paused for a moment and said, "Tell your teacher to cherish this sword."
Ling Hanxue left.
She brought Ling Hanwu's body with her.
Meng Chaoran was a little reluctant, but Ling Hanwu was after all a member of the Ling Clan. Being buried in the ancestral grave of the Ling Clan could also be considered as returning to his roots. He could only watch helplessly as Ling Hanxue brought Ling Hanwu away. He let out a long sigh. "Hanwu, from now on, drinking with brothers is only a dream."
Three days later, Meng Chaoran was already able to sit up. However, Ye Chuchen was still unconscious.
Chu Yang also felt that this was strange. Under the effects of the incomplete version of the heavy pill, her injuries shouldn't be life-threatening. She shouldn't be in such a coma either. How could this be?
Zi Xieqing solved this problem: She subconsciously thought that she was already dead. Moreover, she had died with her lover and good friend. This kind of death was something that Ye Chuchen was willing to accept.
She could feel that she had died in bliss!
Therefore, although her body was fine, her consciousness had entered a state of 'suspended animation'.
No one knew how long this state could be maintained, but … as long as she didn't realize that she was' actually still alive ', she would never wake up!
Zi Xieqing and Chu Yang were both helpless in this situation.
Meng Chaoran, on the other hand, was very open-minded. "It's alright. With me by her side to take care of her, nothing will happen to her. There will be a day when she wakes up. If she wakes up now, she will have to accept the cruel reality … This may also be a good thing. You guys go about your business. Leave her to me … Even if she doesn't wake up for the rest of her life, we … are still together after all. "
Meng Chaoran looked at Ye Chuchen lying quietly beside him, his eyes full of tenderness.
Zi Xieqing and Chu Yang were silent.
Both Zi Xieqing and Chu Yang didn't understand this relationship very well. Because it was too complicated.
The two of them were childhood sweethearts … Ye Chuchen's clan annihilated Meng Chaoran's clan … The two of them fell in love with each other … Ling Hanwu waited with infatuation … When Ye Chuchen was on the verge of death, she let go of all her scruples and married Meng Chaoran …
Ling Hanwu died.
Ye Chuchen fell into a coma.
Meng Chaoran mourned the dead and took care of the injured. Firstly, it was for revenge, and secondly, it was for deep love.
Did Ye Chuchen have a knot in her heart after she woke up? What was Meng Chaoran thinking now?
Even with Chu Yang's exquisite mind, he couldn't fathom all of this.
It was complicated, like silk that had been stirred up. There were thousands of threads …
On the fifth day.
Meng Chaoran was already able to get up and move around. He took care of Ye Chuchen three meals a day. As for the rest of the time, he began to cultivate and recuperate. What was surprising was that although he had the support of Chu Yang's countless elixirs, Meng Chaoran's cultivation progress still made Zi Xieqing feel deeply shocked!
It wasn't just because Meng Chaoran was rushing up step by step. If that was all, it wouldn't be much.
The key was that when Meng Chaoran took care of Ye Chuchen, he took care of her. When he cultivated, he cultivated. When he took care of Ye Chuchen, it seemed like there was only Ye Chuchen left in his world.
But when he cultivated, there was only cultivation in the whole world!
His mind was completely focused, without any distractions! Once he cultivated, it was the deepest level of spiritual cultivation. He definitely didn't pay any attention to other aspects.
There were only four things in a day: taking care of Ye Chuchen, cultivating, eating, and taking an hour out of every night to drink alone with Ling Hanwu's cup, as if they were brothers drinking together. One was in the world of the living, the other was in the netherworld. After drinking a cup, he would pour a cup of wine from the cup opposite him onto the ground.
Meng Chaoran actually drank until his spirit soared and he was in high spirits. Sometimes, he would slap his thigh and laugh heartily as he drank, and sometimes, he would drink sadly and silently shed tears.
As usual, he was cool and unrestrained, and as usual, he was indifferent. Just like good friends meeting in real life, drinking and talking, and pouring out their hearts! Confiding in each other, they talked about everything.
Just like how Chu Yang didn't expect that Meng Chaoran's habit of drinking with the illusory Ling Hanwu every night would actually continue for his entire life!
Until the end of his life, he still drank with Ling Hanwu and said, "Brother, I'm coming. Come and fetch me."
Only then could he rest in peace.
At that time, who knew how many tens of thousands of years had passed …
…
At this point, he suddenly thought of a story. There was an old Red Army veteran who returned home after the founding of the country. Every night, he would set a cup of wine and drink with his comrades who had sacrificed themselves. This habit continued until he became seriously ill and couldn't move. Before he died, he said, "I'm the only one left in the company … I have to go."
There was also a soldier who gave up all his privileges after the war and became a gravekeeper for his comrades in the Cemetery of Martyrs …
There were many, many more …
Such true stories could be found everywhere in the country. There were really many of them.
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