cold wings

"Pity?"

"If I lost him, I would be regretful!" Bing Yixuan was furious, and he quickly grabbed the old man's hand, incorporating all his resolute and unrepentant strength into his hand.

Mu Han caressed that charming face that was also as pale as snow, and remained silent.

Bingyixuan, you will not let me die, and I will never let you die either!

"Why didn't you hesitate at all?"

The old man's face was expressionless, and his voice was full of inaudible strangeness.

The cold wind blew up, messing up the enchanting silver hair, covering the sight of the silver eyes.

"Why should I hesitate!" Bing Yixuan said coldly, "You are hesitating, aren't you?"

The withered leaves are like the lonely and empty years, which chill people's hearts and pain their bones.

Suddenly, there was a tearing pain in his heart, and the spiritual power crazily criss-crossed every bone in Mu Han again, causing him to tremble all over from the pain.

The old man was startled, and was about to step forward to support Mu Han, but was pushed away mercilessly by Bing Yixuan.

"Don't touch him!" Bing Yixuan also tightly grasped his chest, his silver eyes sparkling like water.

Mu Han shook his fainting head vigorously, the upside-down confusion that he had never experienced before permeated his mind, making him almost lose his sanity, "Xuan! I'm willing to save you!"

This firm voice echoed in the forbidden area for a long time. At that moment, Bing Yixuan's heart seemed to be broken to the ground, and he could not pick it up again.

Mu Han's body was like falling leaves, swaying in the wind, blood dripping from the corner of his lips unstoppably.

"Xuan, I will never forget you even if I die!"

"Xuan, as long as you remember my whole life, I will be very happy!"

"Xuan, will you kill me?"

Bing Yixuan finally couldn't control it, and embraced Mu Han's crumbling body into his arms, enduring the extreme grief, comforting him with deep kisses over and over again, telling him the promise of never betraying him over and over again.

"Let's go!" Bing Yixuan hugged Mu Han, and finally decided not to look back.

I, Bingyixuan, will definitely spare my life to keep you by my side, so I don't want to use your life to save myself.

I'm going to do whatever it takes to keep us from each other.

The old man looked at Bingyixuan's leaving back, and did not hold back... The scene just now fell into his eyes without any omissions, but until now, no matter what he did again, it was meaningless .

The hatred in the past and the unresolved knots in the heart eventually turned into wisps of misty smoke along with tears and guilt.Maybe it's good not to talk to them about some things!

Even if you know how to cherish and love, you can't depend on life and death after all!This is the fate they were born with... Layer upon layer of white shadows staggered outside the Star Palace, and the white gauze fluttered lightly at the highest place, covering the figure on the highest seat.

From time to time, there was a strenuous coughing sound from behind the white gauze.

A person's voice permeated the cold star hall, and a soft breeze blew by, adding a bit of warmth to the star hall. At that time, another weak voice hovered in the star hall: "How did you bring me here? ?”

Bingyixuan spoke slowly: "Is it not good?"

He no longer knew how much courage he needed to speak plain words, just because he didn't want to obliterate that proud and unyielding soul.

When Qingyu walked up to the two of them, she almost lost her balance.

"Palace Master!" Qingyu tried her best to speak calmly, because she knew that now they just wanted to chat alone and look at each other.

"Remember to let Lingjing and the others take care of things, and don't let the Tianzhi and Diqi people be idle!" The cold voice in the room was still domineering, Qingyu held her mouth steady, and didn't even have the courage to breathe.

"Yes!"

Tears of regret finally slipped from the corners of the woman's eyes uncontrollably, Qingyu couldn't restrain her trembling voice anymore, fearing that Mu Han and Bing Yixuan would find out the flaw, she ran away in a hurry.

Mu Han chuckled softly, his long blue hair messed up by sweat scattered on the ground, no matter how haggard his face was, it could never conceal his shocking and seductive beauty.

The pain in his body became more and more severe day by day, and every time he endured the suffering, those silver eyes were all his strength to support him.

Even if you faint from pain, you can still wake up in the dark.

The deep silver eyes that carry the entire star and moon, the evil smile, the bewitching beauty... Even if it is just a little fantasy, Mu Han can be reborn from the torment.

The cold wind blows the silver and blue clothes, rising and falling slowly.The candlelight in the star hall was erratic.