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Chapter 1403 Hero, Dried This Bowl of Chicken Soup (191)

Chapter 1403 Hero, Dried This Bowl of Chicken Soup (191)

Nangong Wubing had been buried for three days, and now Lian Mo was the only one standing in front of his grave.

"No disease, it's all my fault that I didn't save you...I'm sorry..." His words were so self-blaming, and his voice was so quiet that even his sighs were so clear.

If Lian Mo was faster, he might be able to save Nangong Wubing.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

He was still standing in front of his grave, his body seemed to be filled with lead, extremely heavy.

After Nangong Wubing died, Lian Mo basically stayed by Nangong Wubing's side. He fell off the cliff, and Lian Mo sat beside him at the bottom of the cliff for a whole night, and then sent him back to watch his burial. ...

The pain in my heart is indescribable.

Nangong died without illness, and his soul came out of his body. In fact, after Nangong died without illness and his soul came out, he has been by Lian Mo's side all the time.

However, he can see Lian Mo, Lian Mo can't see him, he is in the state of soul now.

"Brother Lian Mo, if I had known, I wouldn't have died!" Nangong Wubing cried.

"It's really self-inflicted! I shouldn't be standing on the edge of the cliff..." Even if Nangong Wubing has now become a soul state, he still loves to cry.

"God, can you save me? I beg you! I wanted to jump off the cliff before, but you didn't let me jump, why did you let me fall off the cliff again? Why did you let me fall to my death? Are you not Let me die?" Nangong Wubing cried and said.

God said: This really has nothing to do with me...

"Hurry up and save me! I want to talk to Brother Lian Mo. I want to tell him that I actually didn't want to die at that time!" Nangong Wubing said loudly.

However, Lian Mo couldn't hear his voice, even if he spoke loudly.

"Rescue me! Hurry!"

In fact, Nangong Wubing didn't just want to bring himself back to life now, after he died, he always wanted to bring himself back to life, but unfortunately, he couldn't.

Death, real death, how can it be so easy to live?

He didn't get any response, and Jiuye didn't talk to Nangong Wubing either. Jiuye could see Nangong Wubing and hear Nangong Wubing's words.

Nangong Wubing was very sad and burst into tears.

Even in his current soul state, he can still cry.

Not long after, Jing Qingran came here.

After Nangong Wubing died, Jing Qingran also came to Taofen City to attend Nangong Wubing's funeral, and she hasn't returned yet.

Jing Qingran walked to the place where Nangong Wubing was buried, Lian Mo was still standing in front of Nangong Wubing's grave.

It is afternoon now, the sun has already set to the west, Lian Mo has been standing here for a long time, from morning to afternoon.

"Lian Mo." Jing Qingran's voice said.

Lian Mo could hear the footsteps and felt that the footsteps were clear.

Lian Mo turned to look at her.

Do you like Nangong Wubing so much?He is dead, and you are still standing in front of his grave?Still standing for so long?Don't go back now?Jing Qingran looked at Lian Mo and walked over step by step.

Naturally, Nangong Wubing also saw Jing Qingran. Nangong Wubing's attitude towards Jing Qingran was: Mr. Xu... is going to get married to Brother Lian Mo next month... I feel so sad...

Nangong Wubing is still used to seeing Jing Qingran as Mr. Xu.

"Zhizhi." Lian Mo called to her.

"The deceased has passed away, so the living should not continue to mourn." Jing Qingran said.

Lian Mo didn't speak.

"Lian Mo, you have been standing here for so long, let's go back." Jing Qingran said.

(End of this chapter)

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