The door of Qili Pavilion quietly opened, and she caught a glimpse of the two girls' charming figures. Zhao Yun could no longer hold back the excitement in her heart and shouted loudly, "Qing 'er! Lan 'er! "
Hu Qing and Hu Lan sat on the edge of the bed with their heads lowered in thought. When they heard this sincere shout, they sighed together. Hu Qing said faintly, "Xiao Lan, I'm hallucinating again. I heard Langjun calling me again."
Hu Lan said in surprise, "Sister, did you hear it too?" Suddenly, she forced a smile, "Locked in this damned place, our minds are not normal."
In fact, in this boudoir, there was a high fever of dragon saliva, flowing tassels, wealth, and elegance. Not only was it not a damned place, but it was also a luxurious and elegant living room. But for the two girls who were worried about each other, such a place was no different from hell.
Zhao Yun leaped and arrived in front of the two beauties. She was ashamed and pitiful, happy and sad, "Qing 'er and Lan' er, you didn't hear wrongly. It's me, I made you suffer. "
"Ah!"
The two soft exclamations represented the most unbelievable surprise at the moment of happiness in the two hearts that had been racking their brains.
Both of them were afraid that their hopes would be dashed again. Their bodies trembled slightly, and they carefully turned their heads. When they saw their sweetheart standing so clearly beside them, and saw the deep affection on his worried face, four drops of sparkling tears rolled down their cheeks.
"Langjun!"
"Brother Yun!"
Longing to see each other for a long time, hatred is presented in front of you like candlelight tears; love is infatuated, unwilling to wake up from the beautiful dream lingering in my heart. At this moment, the six eyes met, meeting after a calamity. Whether it was joy or sorrow, whether it was real or not, it all dissolved in the sea of resentment.
Zhao Yun was excited. She stretched out her hands and hugged Qing 'er and Lan' er tightly in front of her, "It's all my fault, I didn't come to the Demon Realm in time."
Hu Qing also hugged Langjun's back tightly. This kind of warmth made her injured heart feel like a withered tree in spring, and it was full of hope again. However, she couldn't enjoy the sweetness of reunion at all. With tears in her eyes, she choked, "Langjun, Senior Brother, he … he?"
"What happened to Senior Brother?" Zhao Yun had an ominous premonition in her heart, and she quickly asked, "Senior brother isn't locked with you?"
Hu Lan's eyes were also red, and she cried, "In order to save us, Senior brother, he fell into the abyss!"
What!
How could this be!
The ominous premonition in her heart actually came true. Zhao Yun suddenly felt her vision go black, and she almost fainted to the ground.
Hu Qing felt the same sorrow in her heart, but she could only comfort and persuade in vain, "Langjun, you, don't be too sad." She hugged Zhao Yun tightly, only hoping that the grief in Zhao Yun's heart could be reduced a little.
"Brother Yun, Senior Brother just fell from the top of the cliff. Maybe, maybe he's fine?" Hu Lan tried to persuade her, but even she couldn't persuade herself. Tears kept flowing, and she couldn't suppress them.
Zhao Yun only felt weak all over. She blankly let go of Hu Qing and Hu Lan's hands. She took a step back, but her footsteps were unsteady. She staggered and fell to the ground.
The two women hurriedly reached out to support her, but Zhao Yun shook her head and gently pushed them away. She supported her body and staggered three steps forward. She looked at the Mirage with unfocused eyes and said bitterly, "What the hell is going on? My Senior Brother, he …? "
Whether it was the illusion test or the pressure from the experts, Zhao Yun was as firm as iron and as immovable as a mountain. She was like an undefeatable god with awe-inspiring divine power that couldn't be underestimated. The Mirage had never seen such a weak Zhao Yun. He couldn't imagine that Zhao Yun would become like this.
Therefore, the Mirage felt an unprecedented fear. No matter how terrifying a god with glaring eyes was, he couldn't be compared to an ordinary man who was bent on seeking death. An army filled with indignation was bound to win. At this moment, Zhao Yun, who was on the verge of collapse, was like an Asura demon god who was about to start a massacre in the depths of hell.
The Mirage's body couldn't help but tremble. His knees couldn't help but bend to the ground, and his forehead hit the ground heavily without reservation, "At that time, I didn't accompany the Great Commander, and I didn't see the scene with my own eyes. I only heard that the Innate Battle Ape suddenly broke free from the 'Residual Sun Lock' and wanted to save the Heavenly Fox. That's why the Great Commander …. Accidentally, the Battle Ape fell into the Myriad Abyss. "
The tears in Zhao Yun's eyes finally couldn't be suppressed. Large drops fell, and her vision was completely blurred. How could this be? Senior Brother actually ….???
To Zhao Yun, Duobao was more like a Junior Brother than a Senior Brother. Senior Martial Brother is so innocent, so affectionate and righteous, and so cute and pitiful. "Although my background is tragic, it's much better than Senior Martial Brother. I still remember my parents, but Senior Brother is just an orphan. He knows nothing about this world. He only has Master, and he only has me. I can't protect Master, and now I can't even protect Senior Brother. I'm really, really a good-for-nothing! "
He couldn't split himself and came late. He heard the bad news in a hurry, and his grief couldn't change the fact.
Why is the sorrow of this world so heavy? Why is it so cruel to Senior Brother? Why? Why can't I bear it with my life!?!
Zhao Yun's eyes were red. She spat out a mouthful of blood and ignored the blood stains at the side of her mouth. She opened her mouth wide and roared at the sky. However, it was like crying and singing. Her grief was so intense that it split the clouds and pierced through the sky.
Hu Lan said with concern, "Brother Yun! Don't be too sad. You're hurting your body too much. "
"Little Lan, let Langjun vent to his heart's content. It's even more harmful to accumulate grief in one's heart. Even we are immersed in grief and pain all day long, let alone Langjun and Senior Brother, who have such a deep relationship. " Hu Qing could not suppress the grief in his heart. "If not for helping us escape, Senior Brother would not have forcefully broken through and fought to the death. Instead, he was knocked into the abyss by Long Yi. Little Lan and I have to reunite with Langjun now. How can we feel at ease? Senior Brother's death will become an eternal shadow in the hearts of the three of us. "
With Zhao Yun's endless sorrowful cries in his ears, Hu Qing's heart suddenly surged with a paragraph of extremely painful words. He used all his strength to recite, "General, you've fought hundreds of battles and your name has split towards the river. Turning back ten thousand miles, your old friend has disappeared. The Yi River is bleak and the west wind is cold. Everyone's clothes are like snow. The sorrowful song of a warrior has yet to end. The bird still knows how to hate, but it cries tears and cries blood. Who will accompany me, drunk in the bright moon? "
The sorrow that filled the world, the pain that could not be dispelled, the hatred of being separated forever.
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