little general

Can't kill people with one blow, the muscles all over the body are trembling.

—I'm going to die.

They all think so.

He Qiu couldn't see clearly for a long time, only Bai Lang's every move was extremely clear - it was obviously a brutal and bloody killing, but in He Qiu's eyes, it was as sensational as a slow motion movie.

Every move, every movement, even the subtle agitation of the muscles makes the heart beat.

He ran all the way, sweat dripped from his forehead to his chin, his burned eye was half-closed, his whole body was covered with wounds, his clothes were stained black and red by blood, and hung in tatters on his clothes body.

He really couldn't hook up with "Handsome", but He Qiu felt that that appearance could almost hook his soul.

"He Qiu!!!"

Bai Lang jumped up, narrowly avoiding the attack of a heavenly soldier, and then tore open the throat of the man beside him, so he smiled unconsciously.

Only one step away, he could jump to He Qiu's side.

He couldn't help calling He Qiu's name loudly, that kind of joy couldn't be hidden no matter what.

"wait for me!!"

The wind blowing while speeding blew his forehead hair back, and his face was exposed in He Qiu's sight. He looked at He Qiu, but his steps were staggering, but very fast.

But it was just one step away.

Is it really a trick of fate?

Bai Lang jumped in mid-air, and suddenly a strong uncomfortable feeling enveloped him, before he could turn his head, the "squeak" sound produced by the friction between steel and flesh made his expression freeze.

He looked at the protruding knife point on his chest in astonishment. He was still jumping with joy just now, but now he felt the pain that made people breathless after a while.

At the same time, He Qiu was hit hard on the back again. He was forced to choke out a mouthful of blood and coughed violently. A very beautiful flower blossomed.

He rubbed the corner of his mouth, saw that the palms of his hands were bright red, and saw Bai Lang lying on the ground in embarrassment, with a huge sword stuck in his chest, he suddenly laughed.

He laughed so heartily, as if he wanted to squander all the laughter he had accumulated in several lifetimes, he was out of breath from laughing, and even tears flowed down his face.

Yeah.

Blame him for having no relationship with Bai Lang, wasting such a relationship in vain, blame him for being a monster, then his relationship will be intolerable.

He and Bai Lang's little fingers are still empty, no matter how much they love each other - evil fate does not deserve a red thread.

He has been persistent for so long, but in the end he didn't turn their love into a happy marriage.

How ridiculous.

"Haha...cough cough, ha, ha ha ha ha!!"

He Qiu's hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, he saw those heavenly soldiers still not letting Bai Lang go, and swiping down with their knives——

It was cut on his heart.

"Then let's die together!" He laughed and slapped himself on the chest, and then more blood spewed out from his mouth, and the blood turned into amazingly red petals when it met the air, like a sacrificial offering. Like something, floating melodiously in the air.

A funeral dirge.

Play for those heavenly soldiers, but also for the two of them who are about to leave.

He Qiu couldn't hold the demon body any longer, he swayed a bit, regained his human body, fell from a high altitude, his eyes dimmed, the ground was getting closer and closer, maybe he would die in the next second.

Then he fell into a warm embrace.

"Cough...!!!" The violent impact made Bai Lang's face even worse. His chest was trembling, and He Qiu felt it with difficulty. He probably broke Bai Lang's ribs.

"It must be... very painful." He said dully, "It hurts very much."

The surrounding heavenly soldiers have been cleared away by He Qiu, but the battle is not over yet, and there is still the sound of armor clashing in the distance, mocking them viciously.

"I...huh, I often think..." Bai Lang suddenly said, "Why am I so...clumsy...cough cough, clumsy monster...can escape the catastrophe..."

He Qiu didn't speak, he changed his position and lay in Bai Lang's arms.

"I, I... cough cough, when I transformed... there was no thunder, no punishment..." He coughed, a lot of blood leaked from his mouth and nose, "I... just fell asleep and woke up When...I found myself, ahem...I have...transformed..."

"I've always wondered...why...there is no punishment that belongs to me...?" Bai Lang stroked He Qiu's hair, and suddenly evoked a rather sweet smile, "Later...I thought, Cough... I think... maybe you are my catastrophe..."

"Do you hate me?" He Qiu also laughed, his body was covered with burns, and it hurt badly when he moved, "I made you...make you like this..."

"No..." Bai Lang shook his head with difficulty. Every time he moved, his nerves protested crazily. The pain made his whole body twitch. He said, "I love you."

There was never any doubt.

The distant voice finally began to approach again, and He Qiu said, "Let's die together."

"That's it." He said in an illusory voice, "If you swallow my inner alchemy, a flower will grow in your body, break open your body, and then cling to you tightly. One will disperse our souls, okay...?"

Bai Lang's eyelids moved, and he said, "Okay."

So be it, never suffer from lovesickness again, forever, forever, together.

Bai Lang obediently swallowed the inner alchemy that He Qiu handed over. He looked at the sky, and suddenly remembered Liu Qing's charming eyes like silk, and that "little general" who made people feel numb to the bone.

He painted Liu Qing's eyebrows carefully every day, and finally drew a peerless beauty who amazed him for ten generations.

"Don't be afraid," He Qiu whispered in his ear, "soon..."

As he spoke, he struggled to tear off a section of red thread from his clothes.

One end was tied to Bai Lang's little finger, and the other end was tied to his own little finger.

There is no red line between them until death, so he can only deceive himself like this.

Bai Lang no longer had the strength to answer, he could only feel the joy of the plant in his body, and that excitement made him smile involuntarily - it took root in his body, spread desperately, and finally grew relentlessly. In his body, in his heart.

Just like He Qiu.

Then, the soul dispersed.

Bai Lang had already turned back into a wolf shape. An incomparably gorgeous flower pierced through his chest, wrapping around him seamlessly, and between his paws, there were bright red petals scattered all over the place.

37 (finale)

When the souls dissipate, they no longer exist in this world.

There is no punishment from heaven, no pain of reincarnation, no helplessness of waiting, there is only endless nothingness, and the joy of never having to be separated again.

Until death, they are still dependent on each other, absorbing each other's warmth.

The enchantment that lost its soul induction began to disintegrate, as if it was smashed by something abruptly, and the spider web-like traces were cracked. The traces became bigger and bigger, and vines grew on the enchantment, spread, and finally spread all over. The entire enchantment.

The overwhelmed enchantment made a "pop", like soap bubbles bursting, and quietly disappeared into the air.

The faint voice moved Han Gu's ears in a coma. He frowned, as if he was fighting against his sleep, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Hmm..." Han Gu sat up slowly and rubbed his temples. The peculiar confusion when he just woke up made him unable to realize what had happened. He blinked his dry eyes and scratched the back of his head while He yawned, got up, got out of bed, and walked to the living room.

"Wood...?" He called out lazily, and when no one answered, he called again, "A fool...?"

Then, he froze in place.

In the living room, surrounded by flowers, a dirty snow wolf had already stopped breathing.

Those flowers bloomed extremely gorgeously, as if they had absorbed all the vitality of Snow Wolf, blooming enchantingly and enchantingly.

After hearing the movement, Zhan Xingzi opened his eyes, glanced at Han Gu, got up slowly, walked to Xuelang's side, and slowly picked up a strangely shaped stone.

Han Gu couldn't help asking, "This is, what's going on?!"

Zhan Xingzi didn't answer, he barely spat out another mouthful of blackened blood, carefully wiped the stone with his clothes, and then looked at Han Gu expressionlessly.

——Could it be...? !

The huge blow made Han Gu stagger, and then sat down on the ground. He felt the cold in his body, and for some reason, his nose suddenly became sore.

Han Gu didn't know how long it had been since he had a sore nose. He was always so self-righteous, thinking that men shouldn't have these weak emotions.

But to him, Bai Lang is so special. He is also a father and a friend. Even though he has always been an irresponsible weirdo who only knows how to run after He Qiu, it can't cover up Bai Lang's affection in Han Gu's heart. status.

Bai Lang took him home and taught him the way of cultivation. Bai Lang was always strict, but he would never let others bully him. The person overturned violently.

"Why are you crying..." Zhan Xingzi held his chest and panted desperately. He was a little unsteady, so he had to reluctantly walk towards Han Gu. The pain made Zhan Xingzi sweat non-stop. Sure enough, Tianji will be punished.

Just this one time, it almost made him unable to even change form.

But he really couldn't stand by and watch.

Bai Lang saved his life, gave him countless things, as well as trust, and maybe Bai Lang himself