The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 1713 The Humble Furnace of the Noble Immortal Monarch (61)

Ling Ruoxu looked weak, but when he knelt down and kowtowed, he kowtowed with great force, one after another, almost making people suspect that the ground was about to be broken by him.

When Ling Ruoxu stood up again, there were already bloodstains on the young man's forehead, and everyone was shocked for a moment, but they couldn't figure out what Ling Ruoxu wanted to do?
Ling's father and Ling's mother took the medicine given by Su Qinghuan and Daotong, didn't they look better?
Why did he say such unkind things?
Only Ling's father and Ling's mother suddenly came to their senses, and they subconsciously wanted to pull Ling Ruoxu's hand.

Mother Ling's eyes were full of tears.

"No, Ruoxu, you have always been a filial child..."

……

"That's not the case. Letting my parents take care of me is already a great sin for Ruoxu."

Ling Ruoxu took a step back in disappointment, avoiding Ling Mu's hand.

The man lowered his head, and suddenly untied the Albizia julibrissin flower skirt that he had been wearing for many years.

That was when little fox was 17 years old, when she agreed to marry him, he went to the next capital city to embroider the purse by himself.

There was a bit of sadness in the young man's eyes. Inside was the little fox who cut off her and his black hair with his own hands the day before they got married, and intertwined them together.

——Tie hair as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love and affection.

That strand of black hair, in Ling Ruoxu's eyes, is a very precious thing.

Even if she abandoned herself and chose to ask for immortality, Ling Ruoxu still couldn't bear to throw it away, and even put it in her purse properly, always reluctant to throw it away.

Because the acacia flower purse hangs on Ling Ruoxu's body for a long time and is often rubbed by Ling Ruoxu, the color has faded a little, and the color is a bit dull, but because this strand of black silk is well preserved, it is still the same as before.

In front of the skinny young man, there seemed to be the smiling face of Ome when she gave him the blue hair.

how beautiful she is.

He obviously hasn't seen each other for so many years, but he dare not forget for a moment.

Everyone laughed at him for being stupid and crazy, but in fact Ling Ruoxu just didn't dare to admit that he couldn't bear the pain of losing Qingmei.

He obviously loves her so much.

Even if he gave up the whole world for her, he was willing.

Why...why was she so cruel and decisive, not even leaving a message for him?
At the very least, the men and women in the storybook, even when they are at the end of the ropes and are about to separate, will leave a note to each other resentfully, telling the other party not to think about it.

She refused to write even a note.

……

There was a strong bitterness on Ling Ruoxu's lips, mixed with the smell of blood foam, the taste was actually a little strange.

It's just that no matter how strange the feeling is, it can't suppress the pain in my heart.

His heart really hurts.

From the moment Su Qinghuan left him, Ling Ruoxu felt that he might never know what joy is like in this life.

It was just for the fantasy that she would come back to find him, that Ling Ruoxu struggled until today.

However, Ling Ruoxu understood now.

In Su Qinghuan's tears, he is just a burden, a "bad fate" that should be cut off in the past, an existence that should have been cleared away long ago.

In order to cut off this evil fate, she even refused to come in person.

He just sent a high-ranking Taoist boy to look down at him contemptuously in the air.

Is this what she means?

……

Even, the Daotong said that he is not worthy of her at all, because she is the proud daughter of heaven, and he is just a mortal who can't even touch the threshold of cultivating immortals.

How ridiculous.

So many years of careful care, so many years of lingering love, in the end, in other people's mouths, he became unworthy of him.

Ling Ruoxu couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of blood.

Ling's father and Ling's mother were shocked when they saw their son's eyes flushed and his lips stained with blood.

After Ling's father and Ling's mother came to their senses, they hurriedly grabbed Ling Ruoxu's hand.

"Ruoxu, we'll take you to the doctor."

"It's useless. No one in Lingshan County is willing to treat me. Father, mother, you can give up. Over the years, I have already been at the end of my strength. Hmm..."

As he said that, the thin young man couldn't help but burst out a fishy sweetness.

He was very sad.

After all, he was a "sinner" who was personally judged by Su Qinghuan's Taoist boy and shouldn't have any relationship with her.

Because he shouldn't be delusional, and shouldn't try to rely on the little affection from the past to not let go, even if it's unilateral.

……

Ling Ruoxu's father and mother couldn't help being heartbroken by Ling Ruoxu's way of comforting them with tears in his eyes, but forced a smile on his face.

As if asking for help, they looked at the doctors in Lingshan County, but saw that they were all huddled in the crowd, not daring to meet their eyes.

There are also many villagers in Lingshan County, looking at Ling's father and Ling's mother with jealousy.

Jealousy?

That's right, because Father Ling and Mother Ling ate the elixir that Su Qinghuan gave Ling Ruoxu.

Mother Ling wiped her tears, feeling extremely sad.

"Ruoxu, why are you so stupid? My father and I are both dying people, why did you bother to give us that elixir?"

"No, you are my dearest people. I don't allow you to talk about yourself like that. Father, mother, Ruoxu is not filial, if there is an afterlife... Ruoxu only wishes to repay this kind of birth, even if it is a cow I am also willing to be a horse..."

While Ling Ruoxu was talking, the blood in his mouth couldn't stop gushing out.

He is exhausted.

Ling Ruoxu's heart was completely dead when Dao Tong, the incarnation of System 233, treated him so contemptuously.

Everyone in the world said that women are infatuated and men are fickle. He didn't know why he did this kind of love, but he couldn't help but love Qingmei.

How could he not love that girl with a bright smile and bright eyebrows?

Even, he hates it.

Deeply hate.

Until the last moment of his life, Ling Ruoxu did not let go of his hand holding the purse.

That strand of blue silk was also wrapped around the palm of the young man.

He blinked blankly.

Is this how people feel when they are about to die?

If there is an afterlife... He really wants to ask her why she treats herself like this.

Could she be nicer to him?

He has obviously worked very hard... very hard to get close to her.

Until the end, he couldn't bear to say a serious word to her.

——I would like to turn into a stone bridge and be exposed to 500 years of wind, 500 years of sun, and 500 years of rain, just for her to cross the bridge.

Ling Ruoxu smiled foolishly.

It seemed that Qingmei Qiaoxiao's face really appeared in front of her eyes.

She was wearing a fierce red dress, with the same acacia tassel as his waist, and she was shyly raising her hijab, calling him, husband.

Qing Huan, I'm here to marry you.

……

The young man collapsed on the bluestone slab, blood stained the slate red, and the wind blew by, crying like complaining...

Ling Ruoxu smiled, and the blood flowed down his jaw, he didn't feel the pain anymore.

At the last moment of his life, he still loved her.

I just ask the gods to take pity on him and give him a happy ending.

A large piece of darkness invaded Ling Ruoxu, and the young man finally closed his eyes slowly.

Only the acacia tassel in his hand could not be let go until he died.

(End of this chapter)