Wrong Changhuan

Seeing Chang Huan struggling in Cheng Yunchu's arms, An Cuo crawled forward, heartbroken, but unable to save him, he called out in pain, "Chang Huan--"

Chen Yang stepped forward, held the sword and said coldly, "Let her go!"

Xie Baitang's face turned pale, and he questioned, "Cheng Yunchu, what do you want to do?!" Then, regardless of Ye Rong's obstruction, he stepped forward and said, "Let her go, I will trade her with my life!"

Cheng Yunchu took Chang Huan back a step, smiled and said to Xie Baitang, "Baitang, your life is worthless to me! What do I want it for?" Freezing on Chen Yang, he said, "Chen Yang, your life will be exchanged for Lin Changhuan's, will you trade it or not?"

"Don't!" Chang Huan's small face was already flushed, he grabbed Cheng Yunchu's hand with both hands, and said with difficulty, "Chenyang...don't!"

"I'll change it!" The sword in Chen Yang's hand fell to the ground with a thud.Without hesitation, it seems that the heart has been decided!

Chen Yu supported An Cuo, looked at Chen Yang, anxious in his heart, let out a low voice, and said, "Chen Yang—are you crazy?!"

Cheng Yunchu laughed wildly, threw the dagger at Chen Yang's feet, and said, "Use it!"

There was silence in the courtyard, except for An Cuo's light cough, only the sound of Chen Yang holding the dagger and pulling out the black blade remained.

"Don't!" Chang Huan's eyes turned red anxiously, and she wanted to speak out again, but Cheng Yunchu's strength intensified, she couldn't take it off, and it was difficult to breathe.

Nangong Ding was expressionless, and looked at Chenyang quietly, as if he had been waiting for this moment for too long.

The jet-black dagger shone coldly in the cold night.

Chen Yang looked at Chang Huan's painful and uncomfortable appearance, without hesitation, he held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and stabbed it hard towards the abdomen, blood gushed out instantly, and fell to his knees on the ground at the same time.

Cheng Yunchu took a look at Nangong Ding, saw the other party nodded slightly, and then let go of Chang Huan.

"Chenyang--" Chang Huan staggered and knelt down beside Chenyang in shock, reaching out to cover the wound, but there was nowhere to start.

My heart has long been broken with tears!

Seeing that Chen Yang was about to fall down, Chang Huan took her into his arms and cried, "Why? Why?"

Silence for a while.

"Chang Huan...I... like you!" Chen Yang leaned quietly in Chang Huan's arms, smiled and looked at the face that made her heart move, shed tears silently, and said with pain, "From a long time ago , in Jiangdong...Hua Jian Niu...I fell in love with you at the first sight..."

Chang Huan was startled, crying and asked, "Why didn't you tell me earlier..."

"You have... An Mistake... I'm afraid... I'm afraid you will dislike me... and drive me away..."

"No...I will never drive you away..." Chang Huan shook his head, his heart trembled like a boulder was blocking his chest.

"You were drunk...that time...I secretly...kissed you...for a while..." Chen Yang coughed in Chang Huan's arms, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and murmured, "You So beautiful...so beautiful...I couldn't help it...sorry..."

Chang Huan hugged the person in his arms tighter, and said in a sobbing voice, "Chenyang, I like you...I like you too..." As he spoke, he wiped the blood from the corner of the person in his arms, and kissed him .

A fishy sweetness permeates, but the two feelings seem to last forever.

Seeing this, An Cuo froze on the spot, immediately covered his chest, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

Chen Yang's hand gently touched Chang Huan's face.

"Under the Jiangmei tree... the gift for you... I brewed... two jars of rice wine... your wedding... but easy to get drunk... in the future, drinking rice wine... will not Drunk... Now, you can open it... But, I can't... accompany you to taste it..."

Chang Huan held Chen Yang's hand, kissed the tear mole that caused her heartache, and said softly, "The wine you make must be the best..."

Chen Yang pulled out his hand tremblingly, and fumbled for the breast pocket, Chang Huan helped her take it out upon seeing this.

A red jade and pearl hairpin quietly lay in Chen Yang's hands, triggering Chang Huan's memories and thoughts.

"You gave me...a gift...I have always...always...wanted to wear it for you to see, but I didn't dare...nor...reluctant...help me put it on, Whether it looks good or not..."

With trembling hands, Chang Huan carefully inserted the red jade hairpin into Chen Yang's hair. Unable to restrain the twitching in his heart, he burst into tears and said, "It's so beautiful...so beautiful..."

An Cuo lowered his head and looked down, with a dull expression.

Nangong Ding took in all this scene, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Chang Huan... don't cry..." Chen Yang reached out to wipe Chang Huan's tears, his body was already blood red, and said quietly, "After I die... burn me... The ashes are scattered...in Zizai Valley...in the lake...and...under the plum tree...I promise...to be with you forever...I don't want to... I don't want to break my promise..."

Chang Huan wiped away his tears, but couldn't stop the tears from flowing.

Dou Da's tears dripped on Chen Yang's neck and hands one by one.

"Changhuan...I want...want to see you smile...the way you smile..."

Chang Huan sobbed silently, and squeezed out a smile.

"Pianruo... Jinghong... a smile... Qingcheng... so beautiful... really... good..." Chen Yang's eyes were already slack, and he stretched out his hand in mid-air, and stroked the hand for the last time. A face that haunted her forever...

Chenyang, your flute is called Xundu, what should I call my flute?

Shocked?how?

Pian Ruo startled, a smile captivates the city...

Then, with a smile on the corner of Chen Yang's mouth, his hand slowly slipped down, and in Chang Huan's arms, he closed his eyes forever.

Like falling asleep, but never waking up.

"Chenyang!" Chen Yu was in great grief, and his roar broke the tranquility of the silent night.

Chang Huan sat quietly on the spot, looking at the peaceful appearance of the person in his arms, he seemed to lose his mind, and then a thick blood surged from his chest, and he couldn't restrain it anymore, gushing out.

It's like spitting out the heart together, like declaring the emotions that have been accumulated for too long.

The mole with tears in her eyes, the grandeur, rode the horse but looked sideways frequently, and the woman named Chen Yang has passed through the years since then, and she has never seen old again.

"Chang Huan - talk... you say something..." An Cuo suddenly roared.

Chang Huan looked back, looked at An Cuo with a blank face, and murmured, "So... I love her... I love her too..." After saying that, she burst into tears.

The night is thick, the smoke is heavy, the pain penetrates into the bone marrow, and I can't cry.

Seeing that the time had come, Nangong Ding took out a silver bell from his sleeve and shook it gently.

A ray of white light quietly overflowed from Chen Yang's body, followed the guidance of the bell, gathered into a group, and moved forward slowly.

Seeing this, everyone froze in place.

Chang Huan walked alone, followed the white light to An Cuo, and saw that the white light entered her body along the large and small wound on Ah Cuo's left wrist.

An Cuo was instantly driven by an ignorant force, one foot off the ground, suspended in the air.

With a bang, An Cuo screamed hoarsely, as if his soul was being torn apart and reborn.

Accompanied by that roar, an invisible wave shook Chang Huan far away, and the eight Kongming lanterns in the sky were instantly extinguished and fell down.

Chang Huan only felt a buzzing in his ears, and then strands of blood flowed out from both ears.

An Cuo landed slowly and stood firmly in the middle.

Seeing that Chang Huan suddenly covered his head with his hands and covered his ears, Xie Baitang hurriedly stepped forward to help Chang Huan up, and said with concern, "Xiao Nuan...Xiao Nuan...what's wrong with you?"

"Ah Cuo--" Chang Huan seemed to come to his senses suddenly, and ran towards An Cuo, but before he got close, An Cuo slapped him on the chest.

Chen Yu was shocked and roared angrily, "An Cuo, are you crazy?!"

Chang Huan took two steps back, vomited blood red, raised his eyes to look at the eyes that were once full of love and tenderness, but now they are only cold and frosty, piercingly cold.

That look, like, never knew her.

Nangong Ding said with satisfaction, "Lin Changhuan, do you know that the Chen Yang you love is just a strand of An Cuo's soul, and now that the soul is back in place, she naturally doesn't remember you..."

Chang Huan ignored his words, and despite being startled, he still didn't give up, approached again, and said softly, "Ah, wrong...it's me..."

An Cuo pulled out the silver-winged purple cicada sword that was stuck on the ground, stretched out the sword, and pressed it against Chang Huan's chest, and said coldly, "Who are you?" But the heart still hurts.

Xie Baitang pulled Chang Huan back from the sword.

Lou Xiaolou was overjoyed and approached, "An Cuo, do you know who I am?"

An mistakenly took the sword away, and said, "Lou Xiaolou... where is this? But the landlord sent you to help me?" After talking about Yungong, he found that the internal force was all there, and said, "The condensed fragrance on my body , when will it be solved?"

Lou Xiaolou knew that An Cuo's memory was before the Mid-Autumn Festival as soon as Lou Xiaolou heard the incense, so he said with a smile, "Yes! Your incense has been cured, and I'm here to help you!" Lou Xiaolou said, putting the For some unknown reason, An made the mistake of pulling her to her side, and she shook off her hand in disgust.

Lou Xiaolou wasn't angry either, but just approached carefully and said something in a low voice.

Nangong Ding smiled and said, "Lin Changhuan, don't you see it? She doesn't know you..." After saying that, he turned his head and gave Cheng Yunchu a look, and said, "With this soul-locking needle, even if you have a next life, Don't even think about pestering her anymore..."

Cheng Yunchu quietly approached behind Chang Huan, and suddenly slapped her on the back of the neck.

Chang Huan fell to the ground in an instant, unconscious.

Xie Baitang, Ye Rong, and Chen Yu were about to step forward when they were stopped by Bai Linger's men holding swords.

Cheng Yunchu took out the soul-locking needle wrapped in cloth from his bosom, and then gently inserted it from the top of Chang Huan's head.

"Xiao Nuan--" Xie Baitang burst into tears when he saw this, as if the needle had also been stuck in his heart.

There was a rush of footsteps at the gate of the courtyard, which was extremely chaotic.

Yang Yan, Lin Xun, Lin Xiao and others rushed over, and what they saw was this situation.

Yang Yan saw from a distance that the limp man was being supported by Cheng Yunchu with one hand, and the other was inserted into the needle. He was extremely anxious, and then he roared, "Cheng Yunchu! What are you doing?!"

Yang Yan Qinggong ran towards Chang Huan, but was blocked by Bai Linger's sword.

There was fighting in the courtyard.Lin Xiao and the others have started a dispute with the people of Mingyuelou and Nangong Ding.

Seeing this, Cheng Yunchu didn't hesitate anymore, and pushed the soul-locking needle on Chang Huan's head straight into his head with one palm, then slowly got up, let Chang Huan fall to the ground, and mocked, "Yang Yan, your speed is too slow Already!"

Cheng Yunchu took a wooden box thrown by Nangong Ding, opened it and saw a grass lying quietly inside, closed the lid with satisfaction, and put it in his arms.

Lou Xiaolou took An Cuo and the remaining Mingyuelou killers, took advantage of the chaos and injured Ye Rong, knocked Xie Baitang unconscious and took him away, before disappearing on the roof in an instant.

Nangong Ding and the man in black also came out over the wall.

Cheng Yunchu smiled and said, "Yang Yan, Lin Changhuan has two soul-locking needles on his body. You are a master of rejuvenation. You can try it and see if you can get it..." After finishing speaking, he took Bai Ling'er and walked away .

Yang Yan followed and was about to catch up.

"Ayan!" Lin Xun hurriedly called out to him, and hugged Chang Huan into his arms. Seeing that she was unconscious, he felt her pulse and said, "Look at Chang Huan!"

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