Half-dead paulownia

"It's dangerous there, everyone move away!" "It's on fire, get out of here quickly." "Everyone should take good care of the people around you." Suddenly, everyone's panicked voices came from their ears.

I saw the raging flames blazing, and the heat waves hitting the face were enough to make people anxious. It turned out that it was Xiao Jinmo's flame that ignited the dead trees here, making them spread in a sprawling way.

All of a sudden, everyone was engulfed by the raging sea of ​​flames. Everyone tried their best to escape, but they also cared about each other.

"Ning'er, let me go and save Ning'er." Ling Han stood anxiously in Huohai, looking for Ling Zining who was a little dazed by the stimulation.

"It's such a big fire, besides you are seriously injured, don't do stupid things again, besides this Ning'er is..." Meng'er said without restraint, but stopped in time.

"Ning'er is kind by nature, so I can only blame my father for being ineffective in teaching my daughter. Even if it's wrong, it's still my responsibility." Ling Han struggled to jump into the flames.

"Let me go." Anling Xuantian took Ling Han's hand, his body was already weakened by infusing Xiao Jinmo's true energy, "As long as it is what you wish, I will never hesitate."

"Tian'er???" Before Ling Han could stop him, he saw Anling Xuantian jumping into the sea of ​​flames.

All looked anxiously at the raging fire, every pair of expectant eyes were eager to see through, and finally saw a white figure close in front of him, holding a comatose woman in his arms, Anling Xuantian, whose white gauze had already been destroyed, was looking at A moment in the world is enough to shock the world, which is different from Xiao Jinmo's astonishment, but at the moment of escaping from the flames, a tree trunk suddenly fell from the sky, and he could only throw the person in his arms, while he was crushed under fire.

"Tian'er!" Ling Han didn't know where the strength came from. He was seriously injured and he broke free from the obstruction, and jumped into the flames without any hesitation.

The smoke was billowing and the fire was fierce, but Ling Han didn't intend to leave. He just nestled next to Anling Xuantian. There was no fear or anxiety on his face. Instead, he was full of serenity and calmness, and he seemed to have a smile on his face, " Thank God for giving me a chance, I can finally fulfill my promise." He gently hugged Xuantian who was dying, and looked up at Ling Zhuoxi, "Xi'er, the country can finally be entrusted to you, and I am willing to believe in miracles as a father."

During the speech, another explosion exploded in front of everyone's eyes, and the flames also rose by more than ten feet, as if they wanted to reach the sky, flying through the intensity.

"Father!" "Master!" "Brother Huang, why is this so?" There were miserable shouts one after another, and only Mengli watched everything silently. She knew everything in her heart. The happiest ending ever.

The huge explosion pained Anling Yuhao's heart even more, and suddenly felt the strength in his body gradually disappear, and the redness of Xiao Jinmo's eyes also faded little by little, the eyes regained their spirits, and said softly with trembling lips : "Yu??? Yu Hao." Finally, he could see the person in front of him clearly, "I'm in a dark corner, I've heard everything, I can't get back to myself, I lost it again before we met, forgive me I'm so selfish, I don't want to suffer like this anymore, please kill me."

"No, no, I will snatch you back, and you haven't lost anything. On the contrary, they have left a breath on you forever. You just have to wait, just wait for me." An Ling Yuhao touched Xiao Jinmo said in panic.

"Yu Hao, everything is in vain. I want you to remember that my last scene was a smile. This person is no longer Xiao Jinmo. Before I am controlled again, please release me yourself. It wasn't you that I saw." Xiao Jinmo tightly grasped Anling Yuhao's arm, her breathing began to increase, and her clear eyes gradually began to turn red again, "Yuhao, give up on me, if you are all killed If I kill you, I would rather die in your hands, let me be self-willed again, I??? Ahh??? I will save you in the next life, wish?"

"Ah!" Anling Yuhao raised his head to the sky and screamed, his blood-red silver hair danced wantonly, and the strong wind mixed with flying sand and rocks roared in, and dense clouds gathered in the already gloomy sky. It rained heavily from the sky.

The red clothes suddenly swelled up slowly, and broke into ribbons with a bang. Xiao Jinmo was also shaken far away by the strong airflow, and the five finger marks on his chest were still bleeding slowly along the wound , being washed away by the rain, he simply tied the broken clothes to his chest, picked up the broken sword, and looked at Ling Zhuoxi, who was seriously injured, "Can you delay Xiao Jinmo for a while?"

"Well, I also believe in you this time." Ling Zhuoxi got up and walked towards Xiao Jinmo.

Anling Yuhao nodded, and instantly moved towards the ghost king, echoing Qin Xiangkai back and forth, his power seemed to be much stronger than before, and the situation was quickly reversed, and Meisha finally fell down uncontrollably. It's a good time.

I saw Anling Yuhao rolling up from the ground and moving directly behind the ghost king. As soon as the broken sword made a move, it pierced towards the chest in the bitter cold wind. The ghost king was cunning and cunning, and he dodged sideways. , but there was still a huge pain coming from his body, and at the same time, he didn't dodge Qin Xiangkai's blow.

Suddenly an object flew up in the air, mixed with blood and fell into the mud, followed by a scream from the ghost king. It turned out that the arm with the iron ring was cut off by Anling Yuhao. The moment the arm left the body, Xuan Tie also broke off crisply.

And at this moment, Ling Zhuoxi, who looked at death like home, suddenly found that the black iron on Xiao Jinmo's wrist had broken, and he fell down.

"Ghost King, it's time to use your life to pay off the debt." Anling Yuhao looked at the ghost king who fell on the ground, still full of resentment, and finally hit him with his palm.

Suddenly a figure stood in front of the Ghost King, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop, splashing a splash of blood.

"Han'er, quickly help foster father kill them all." The ghost king seemed to be still relentless, even though he was trembling in pain.

"Father, do you still want to be so stubborn? Do you still want to say that they are my father-killing enemies? Do you still want to keep me in the dark? Do you want me to suffer the same misfortune as you? Do you want me to do it for you? Are you sacrificing yourself for revenge?" Han Sha questioned every sentence, with a voice of remorse, "Can I see you?"

Anling Yuhao and Qin Xiangkai looked at Han Sha in front of them, even if he didn't bear the palm for the Ghost King, he would still be seriously injured.

"Han'er? I??? I'm for all of you." The ghost king fell silent immediately, only the continuous sound of rain remained in the surrounding silence.

Han Sha gently took off the ghost king's mask. Although he was already mentally prepared, he still couldn't help trembling, and said sadly: "It's just to train me to be a cold-blooded and ruthless killer like you. How about hiding it for a lifetime? It’s not so much that you use the reason of killing your father and enemies to arouse my hatred? It’s better to say that you want to hide your past. Only by temporarily forgetting my son can you not feel guilty about my mother and understand You should miss that woman named Zhen Yi, right? In fact, you have failed everyone, my father!"

I couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears. On that eternally cold Hansha's face, the drops of water seemed to cover the eyes, but they couldn't hide the sadness and despair on the face.

The ghost king finally lay motionless in the rain, letting the raindrops fall on his face, how long had it been since he had a good look at the world, he had been hiding all day and could only gradually get used to the darkness, a gust of wind blew by, and the rainstorm gradually stopped.

Anling Yuhao raised his head and looked at the sky. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the dark clouds gradually faded away, and the original azure blue like the lake was restored. The fragrance of flowers drifted away from somewhere, refreshing the heart. And the light shines on all living beings, and a rainbow appears in the distance, one end is in the sky, and the other end seems to be in front of you, like an arch bridge leading to a beautiful place, which is enviable.

"After baptizing the dust, I really feel clear. The obsession I have been obsessed with all along has made me forget the beauty of the world. I am wrong for my father..." Ghost King said in a low voice, his body had already died. To the limit.

"Remember such beauty and forget all the hatred, is it painful now?" Han Sha leaned over and whispered in the ghost king's ear, gently covering the ghost king's eyes with his hands, "No more pain, father! "After that, he pulled out the knife that had just been pierced into the ghost king's body.

With blood in his hands, he hugged the dead ghost king, ignoring anyone's quiet departure, and his desolate and sad figure disappeared into the mountain top little by little.

The cold wind suddenly picked up, and the winter snow fell. In this valley that had just been watered by heavy rain, it ushered in a white snowstorm in an instant. The rainbow seemed to have not disappeared, and the snowflakes had already fallen, covering everything The muddy and unbearable, bestowing the world with pure whiteness.

(seven years later)

The gorgeous man knelt in front of the mourning hall, with a gentle face under his handsome face, looking at the memorial tablet in front of him, his eyes were still full of sadness.

"Since I believe that he is still alive, why do we have to worship every year?" The man outside the door said in a puzzled tone. "Seven years, what are you still insisting on?"

"Liesha, do you know why it is the most westward direction?" Ziye no longer had the arrogance he once had, and time had already baptized him to be calm and peaceful.

"Didn't he ask you to find the baby's direction?" Lie Sha asked back.

"Because the west is the place to return to. Like the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, no matter how dazzling it is, it still has to leave the afterglow for the sunset in the west. That is his final direction." Can't help but force a smile, "That's why I also want to be buried here in the west. I'm afraid that if he hasn't found my direction, I don't know when my body will be unable to support me. If I set up a mourning hall early, I can let him be buried with me."

"Is it also because of your health that you let the baby leave you to learn art from a teacher?" Han Sha asked relentlessly.

"I don't have anything to teach him anymore. When a man grows up, he should go out and wander around." Ziye turned and walked out, and gently closed the mourning hall, "But you, why didn't you want to leave for seven years? You can go to yourself the life you want."

"Don't you need someone who will bury you both after you die?" Han Sha stretched her waist and said lightly.