The sudden words stunned Chu Xingyun. He looked at the crazed Ye Qianhan and was suddenly at a loss for words. He stood there like a wooden chicken.
Drip!
The strong wine in the pot fell to the ground and turned into clear ice crystals. The sound was faint, but it was as clear as the sound of a bell.
Ye Qianhan stared at Chu Xingyun. She did not speak, but her eyes were filled with madness and struggle. Just as she was about to continue asking, Chu Xingyun suddenly moved. He raised his head and looked at her with his pitch-black eyes.
"My heart is already filled with fragrance. No one can step into it. You are very beautiful and outstanding. Unfortunately …" Chu Xingyun's voice was gentle, but every word was like a heavy hammer that slammed into the depths of Ye Qianhan's heart.
"As expected, this is the answer!"
Ye Qianhan smiled, but it was a bitter and helpless smile.
She retracted her gaze and leaned against the withered tree again. She no longer looked at the vast sky. Instead, she painfully closed her eyes and said weakly, "Leave. I don't need your pity."
Chu Xingyun fell silent again after hearing Ye Qianhan's words.
He stood there for a long time. The wine pot in his hand had already been completely frozen into an ice sculpture. In the end, he still did not speak. He slowly turned around and walked out of the valley.
Ye Qianhan, who was leaning against the withered tree, suddenly opened her eyes. She looked at Chu Xingyun's back as he left. Her eyes no longer had the determination from before. There was only the grievance and regret of a little woman.
Furthermore, at this moment, her eyes became sparkling and translucent, as if tears were about to gush out!
"Chu …" Ye Qianhan said softly. She stretched out her hand as if she wanted to hold Chu Xingyun back. However, it was also at this moment that she suddenly stopped. Her body stiffened in place.
At this moment, Ye Qianhan's heart was in a mess. It was a mess.
Over the past year, her love for Chu Xingyun had not changed. In fact, it had grown stronger and occupied her entire heart.
However, at the same time, she also knew that Chu Xingyun's true love was not her, but Shui Liu Xiang.
If she stretched out her hand to stop Chu Xingyun, then this love was too petty. It was worse than that of a beggar.
Ye Qianhan's pride would not allow her to do so!
For this love, Ye Qianhan had given up too much. She did not belong to a sect...... She had severed their relationship.... She did not even bring her own flesh and blood by her side.... She was alone in this desolate valley....
................. then...... com....
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. At this moment, a gust of wind rose in the valley.
Gusts of cold wind swept past, condensing thousands of ice crystals in the air. As they fell, they mercilessly slapped on Ye Qianhan's beautiful face. There, two clear lines of tears flowed down. They were rubbed into the ice crystals, and could no longer be distinguished.
At the same time, Chu Xingyun had already arrived outside the valley.
The moment he stepped out of the valley, the wind and snow between heaven and earth suddenly became violent. In the endless wind and snow, a faint blue halo bloomed without warning. It slowly landed in front of Chu Xingyun.
Seeing this, Chu Xingyun was stunned. He looked towards the faint blue halo, only to see that the icy blue light suddenly dissipated. On the snowy ground, there were two objects.
One was a cotton jacket for an infant. The fabric was fine and the embroidery was exquisite. Clearly, it was carefully selected.
The other object seemed to be a letter. On it was written — Big Brother Yun, Personal.
Seeing the few short words on the letter, Chu Xingyun's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of needles. This tone, this handwriting. He was so familiar with it. It was from Shui Liu Xiang!
The hand Chu Xingyun used to hold the letter trembled. He carefully opened the letter. There was only one piece of paper inside. He wrote, "Be good to Wuyi. I don't want her to be like me …"
Thump!
Chu Xingyun's heart twitched. He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the boundless white sky. He could not help but say, "Liu Xiang, where are you? If you can hear my voice, can you come out and see me?"
His voice reverberated clearly. It was so clear in the whistling wind and snow. However, in this space, there was no other sound other than the sound of the wind and snow.
In the end, even Chu Xingyun's shouts completely disappeared.
Cough cough cough cough …
At this moment, Chu Xingyun's mouth continuously emitted heart-wrenching coughs. Scalding blood was spat out from his mouth. Like blood arrows, they dyed the snowy ground in front of him red.
He looked at the infant's cotton jacket on the ground and then looked at the letter in his hand. His mouth was filled with a bitter smile. He endured the intense pain and took out another bottle of strong wine.
As he raised his head and poured it down, the strong wine almost tore Chu Xingyun's body apart. He forcibly suppressed the intense pain in his body.
However, his coughing did not stop. He coughed again and again, and spurted out mouthfuls of scalding blood.
In the end, Chu Xingyun's face had already turned snow-white. He struggled to support himself against a huge rock. His eyes were filled with confusion and emptiness. Even standing up was extremely difficult.
Buzz!
A slight sound of space shattering was heard. The Great Void Spirit Devouring Python swept out from the space tunnel. It shrunk its body to one foot and hovered around Chu Xingyun. Its pitch-black snake eyes were filled with worry.
"Squeak!" The Great Void Spirit Devouring Python made a slight sound. Its snake body coiled and snatched the wine bottle from Chu Xingyun's hand. It knew that although the strong wine could suppress Chu Xingyun's pain, it would also worsen Chu Xingyun's injuries.
However, just as the Great Void Spirit Devouring Python took the wine bottle, Chu Xingyun raised his head and smiled sadly at it. He stretched out his hand and snatched the wine bottle again.
"You're still young. You don't understand me." Chu Xingyun's eyes were somewhat blurred. He raised the wine bottle and poured out the bitter and strong wine, almost drenching him.
The strong wine rose and turned into flying frost in the void. Heaven and earth were filled with the smell of wine and sadness.
Chu Xingyun fell on the ice. He opened his hands and looked at the sky with empty eyes. He let the frost and flying snow cover his body. He was motionless, as if he had lost his soul.
"The person I really love is Liuxiang, Shui Liu Xiang."
"However, she is after all Wu Yi's biological mother. How can I ignore her?"
"Being a human is difficult. It's too difficult!"
Chu Xingyun murmured. Every word came from the bottom of his heart.
His voice became weaker and weaker. In the end, it completely disappeared in the rolling cold wind, leaving only the blood on the ground and the frozen wine bottle …
When Chu Xingyun fell into a coma, in the void filled with flying snow, a beautiful blue figure slowly walked over.
This figure was a woman. She was indescribably beautiful.
She stared at Chu Xingyun. Her pair of sparkling gem-like eyes were already filled with sparkling tears.
There was affection and pity in her eyes …
There was resentment and jealousy …
But more than that, there was reluctance and reluctance.
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