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Chapter 249 Flying Frost 3
"Little monster, the old monster is about to die, are you happy?"

"Unhappy, how could the monster die, old monster, you must have lied to me."

"Oh... No, I didn't lie to you. The old monster is going to die and go to the world full of monsters." The old man with heavy makeup lay on the bed, turned slightly sideways, and put his hand on the knee of the sobbing boy who was kneeling beside the bed. On the head, he patted lightly, panting: "This world, after all, is not suitable for us monsters to survive."

After a pause, a blush suddenly appeared on the old man's face, and the whole person's spirit seemed to improve a little, and he struggled to do it.

"Old monster!"

"Okay, little monster, don't talk, listen to the old monster." The old man looked nostalgic, and said with a smile: "If you have a chance, you can go to Tianmen. That may be the home of our monsters. If you If you have a chance, remember to offer a stick of incense to the ancestors for the old monster, and say, if the unfilial son Song Xueyan kowtows to the ancestors, it will be fine."

"Then... where is the gate of heaven?"

"The Gate of Heaven is... Cough, cough, cough." The old man's words were interrupted by another violent cough, and the young man hurriedly bowed and beat his back until a mouthful of dark brown blood spewed out, and the old man was able to continue his instructions , but it seems to have changed his mind again: "The place of Tianmen... well, let's forget it, that place, if you go, you may not survive in the end, I shouldn't mention it to you, let's forget it."

"No! I must know!" The young man looked at the old man firmly, waiting for the answer.

"I don't want to tell you." The old man smiled mischievously and blinked his eyes: "Bury me on the top of the mountain, facing Nanjing City. After that, you can live well, and live as long as you can. I, the old monster, will protect you down there."

Closing his eyes, the old man's bright head hit the young man's shoulder heavily, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

"Old monster, old monster! Wake up, wake up!" The young man pushed and shoved the old man's body vigorously, stacked his hands, and placed them on the old man's heart, pouring all his true energy into his body, but eventually. . .

The rhododendrons on the top of the mountain swayed with the wind. After a light rain, the soil and the fragrance of flowers intertwined a pleasant taste, but it was hard to get rid of the haze in the boy's heart.

A lone tomb, the tombstone simply says "Tomb of Song Xueyan"

The boy stayed here for seven days without waiting for the ghost to visit.

The old monster him. . .Really gone.

The last piece of paper money in my hand turned into ashes before my eyes.After prostrating three times and kowtowing nine times, the young man wiped away the tears on his cheeks, stood up, turned around, and cast his eyes across the sky to places he had never been to before.His eyes are sad, fearful, and even more confused, but the main theme is still so firm.

"Old monster, if you want the little monster to go to Tianmen, the little monster will definitely go. It doesn't matter if you can't live without you." With a dirty pretty face and some mud on his forehead: "Don't worry , as long as I am still alive, I will always find a way to kowtow for you."

The scene changed suddenly, and the young man was standing beside a meandering river again. In the darkness of night, the light of torches was rapidly searching in the woods behind him.

The young man was soaked in blood and exhausted. The blood stains on his body belonged to the enemy and his own, but more of them belonged to her.

The treasure of a lifetime, the only nostalgia, the familiar smile in the past has become strange, she whispered in his arms, her rotten tongue was still wriggling desperately, entreating: "Live, for me, you also have to live!" Go down. Run far away and live well."

Blood gushed out of her mouth continuously, and the severe pain caused by the torture on her body made it extremely difficult for her to maintain a smile.

"Don't die, don't you die! We agreed, we will be good sisters for the rest of our lives." The young man kept praying, praying to God not to deprive him of the glory in his life.

"Flee far away and live."

"You, don't die, just hold on, I, I will take you to the doctor and he will definitely cure you!"

"Escape far away, live, live."

The boy chattered about countermeasures that were too late, while the girl kept repeating her last entrustment in a daze, enjoying the final peace of mind and tranquility.

"Here they are!"

"Revenge for the young master!"

"The master said, shoot to kill!"

More than 40 minions chased to the river at this time, their eyes were full of greed and bloodthirsty light, and they waved the tattered swords in their hands indiscriminately, bullying the two people who were separated.

"Don't die, don't die!" The boy turned a blind eye.

"Escape...survive...and..." The girl raised her head abruptly without knowing where the strength came from, struggling, and touched her scarlet lips against the boy's clean jaw, leaving a The cruel brand smiled happily: "I... love..."

One word was missing from the confession of true love, the black hair drooped, and the young man's eyes lost their luster.

God is really still that cruel, and he has no mercy for the desperate people.

The rejection of parents, the passing of an old man, the farewell of a loved one.

This world is really not suitable for a monster who doesn't fit in.

The young man thought about death, but the old man's wish was not fulfilled.

go back?The beloved in his arms wanted him to run far away.

Living is really difficult, so difficult.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!!!!!"

. . . . . .

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ten feet away from the gate, Nangong Caiyun's eyes struggled several times, reviewing those reluctant scenes and vows in the eternity before death. The eyes opened suddenly, and there was a howl that was not like human words, but more like a beast's roar, passing through the barrier of time and space, and connecting with the riverside in memory.

They all hope that I can live, I found the Heavenly Gate, the wish of the old monster is only a little bit short, how can I die!How dare I die!

Endless internal energy flows from the dantian to Baihui, and then spreads into the eight extraordinary meridians.

"Huh? Isn't it dead yet?"

Under the gate, Dao Yan turned around and frowned, his heart should have been under the palm of Amitabha. . .

"You... all have to... die!" Saying so, he slowly moved his hand behind his back. . .

"Ding!"

With a soft sound of sword energy, the world was covered with a layer of frost, and a picture of bullying the frost and being proud of the snow seemed to appear in everyone's eyes.

"Suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom." Zhu Gaochi chanted involuntarily.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Ma Sanbao took three steps sideways, with his arms in front of Zhu Gaochi.

"Amitabha." Dao Yan uttered the Buddha's name, took a step forward, put his hands together in front of his chest, and after a Buddhist salute, he separated and slowly pushed forward.

If you are the snow floating in the sky and the earth, then the poor monk will blow the raging wind of the nine heavens.

"Snow...floating...people...between!"

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　　In fact, these chapters should be called "Luoxue", but why is it called Feishuang?
　　It's definitely not the cat who mixed up the two swords, definitely not, um. . .Look at my sincere eyes, do you believe me?

　　
　
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