Patter!
Blood dripped onto the cold ground and instantly turned into ice crystals.
Chu Xingyun stared at Shui Liu Xiang. His heart trembled as if he had sensed something. He said in a trembling voice, "Liuxiang, listen to me."
His voice was so weak that even Chu Xingyun's footsteps seemed to tremble. However, Shui Liu Xiang was not moved at all. Her delicate face trembled even more.
She bit her lips even harder. Blood dripped down her face and dripped onto the ground, making pitter-patter sounds.
If one looked carefully, one would find that Shui Liu Xiang's hands were tightly clenched. Her grip was getting tighter and tighter. Her fingertips pierced into the flesh of her palms. Blood dripped onto the ground and turned into dazzling flowers of blood.
The two of them looked deeply into each other's eyes.
However, it was as if there was an invisible wall between them, blocking them.
Chu Xingyun felt a sharp pain in his heart. He continued to walk forward, step by step. Shui Liu Xiang's hands were clenched even tighter. Her eyes were filled with countless emotions. It was very chaotic, even more chaotic than the whistling cold wind.
Buzz!
Just as Chu Xingyun arrived before Liu Shui Xiang, for some unknown reason, the cold wind between the two of them stopped abruptly. Liu Shui Xiang's tightly clenched fists loosened at that moment, and the ripples in her eyes returned to normal.
She shifted her gaze away from Chu Xingyun and stepped back. Then she turned around and walked step by step into the wind and snow.
"Liuxiang!" This sudden scene caused Chu Xingyun's eyes to freeze. He called out to Shui Liu Xiang as he walked forward. His originally deep black eyes had become hollow. The divine light dissipated bit by bit, revealing a strong sense of weakness.
However, Chu Xingyun still walked forward into the billowing wind and snow, approaching the beautiful figure in front of him.
Just as Ye Xueshang had said, with Chu Xingyun's current cultivation, even if he had an unparalleled Soul Power, his Soul Power could not maintain the Sky Dominating Soul Slaying Sword for a long time. Otherwise, his life would be in danger.
In the depths of Shui Liu Xiang's mind, Chu Xingyun not only maintained the Sky Dominating Soul Slaying Sword, but also used it many times to destroy Ye Xueshang's soul. Not even a trace of it was left.
Such consumption was so huge that Chu Xingyun's soul had dried up.
Chu Xingyun naturally knew this, but he still gritted his teeth and walked through the wind and snow.
He only wanted Shui Liu Xiang to stop.
At the last moment of his life, he only wanted to look at Water Current one more time, even if it was just one more glance …
He didn't ask for forgiveness, he didn't ask for her to stay, he only asked for that gentle glance back …
Whoosh!
At this moment, the cold wind whistled again. It was very cold, as if it could pierce one's heart. Chu Xingyun's soul, mixed in the biting cold wind and snow, kept dispersing. His vision became blurred, and he could only vaguely see the beautiful figure in front of him. He stretched out his right hand and walked forward bit by bit. He said in a low voice, "Liu Xiang, can you stop for a while? I, can't walk anymore.
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His voice was so weak that it seemed to disappear in the cold wind. Shui Liu Xiang's body trembled, and she suddenly stopped. She still did not look back, but her body could not stop trembling.
But after a while, Liu Shuixiang's footsteps moved again. This time, she was even faster and faster. She gradually distanced herself from Chu Xingyun until the only thing in Chu Xingyun's field of vision was the howling wind and snow. There was no longer that lingering figure in his heart.
A drop of boiling hot tear seeped out from his eyes and slid down his devilishly handsome face. It fell to the ground like a crystal. Chu Xingyun's eyes finally dimmed.
Whoosh …
A gust of cold wind blew past. The dense black soul fog on Chu Xingyun's body instantly collapsed, fragmented, and dissipated in the vast snow …
Whoosh whoosh whoosh …
The cold wind pierced into his heart, and became more and more urgent. It seemed to be crying out in sorrow, and also seemed to be sneering.
Soon, Chu Xingyun's body was wrapped in a thin layer of frost. Even his deep eyes turned white, as if he had turned into an eternal ice sculpture.
Not far behind Chu Xingyun, Ye Qianhan stood there quietly.
She did not move, like an ice sculpture.
That pair of deep purple eyes were already filled with desolation and grief. She stared at Chu Xingyun's gradually frozen body, and her delicate body trembled.
Squeak — —
At this moment, the baby in her arms let out an almost inaudible sound.
It was a girl. Her eyes were very big, like Ye Qianhan's. Her eyes were deep, like Chu Xingyun's. Her skin was white and delicate, like a porcelain doll.
The baby seemed to be hungry. She stretched out her chubby little hands and gestured at Ye Qianhan. Ye Qianhan lowered her head and glanced at her. The chill on her body suddenly dissipated, and the corner of her mouth suddenly raised into a smile.
She stared at her own flesh and blood, and the corners of her mouth maintained a smile, but tears flowed down …
Finally, she seemed to have made up her mind. Her eyes closed slightly, and a thick spiritual light suddenly bloomed, enveloping the baby and preventing her from being eroded by the cold wind.
Then, Ye Qianhan bent down and slowly put the baby down. Her forehead gently touched the baby's little face, and she did not move. Only two streams of tears flowed, wetting the baby's face and hers.
This scene lasted for an unknown period of time.
When the cold wind stopped blowing, Ye Qianhan's figure was gone. The baby curled up in the swaddling clothes had also fallen into a deep sleep, but there was still a trace of tears on her face.
The surrounding people's eyes were fixed. From the beginning to the end, they did not say a word.
Or perhaps, they did not know what to say.
Tiger Chu, Ning Lefan, and the rest lowered their heads, and their expressions were heavy.
Qin Ruyan, Xue Qingwu, and the other girls gritted their teeth and sighed softly.
As for Shui Qianyue, she turned her back and avoided everyone's gaze. Only a pair of jade-like hands were revealed.
The vast mountain peak was dead silent in an instant.
The cold wind no longer whistled, and the warm sun shone down again. However, this place was still very cold.
The sun shone on Chu Xingyun's body, reflecting a touch of cold light. He had really become an ice sculpture, silently looking ahead.
However, other than him, there was only frost and snow on the ground around him. No matter if it was far in front of him or behind him, there was not a trace left behind.
Squeak — —
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