ghost city

Ziyou hurried towards the Yinghun Palace, and the fleeting figure left faint traces of light in the air.

She heard the loud noise from a long distance, and knew that something had happened to the Palace of Winged Souls.

The instant shadow technique has been used to the extreme, she skimmed the flowers and trees in the city, and landed steadily outside the hall.

There was no one around, and the silence was terrifying. She raised her eyes hesitantly, and looked forward. The majestic hall of the past no longer existed, only a pile of ruins remained.

The air is still filled with thick smoke and white mist, but the dark and ghostly aura of the past has been swept away.

"Wei Ling." Her legs gave way and her body almost collapsed.

Is it too late after all?So farewell is forever?With just this bang, all her love and hatred were taken away?

No!no!He hasn't explained clearly to her, and the entanglement between him and her has not been clarified, how can he just let go?

Do not!no!

Zi You's eyes slowly narrowed into a line, she stood up and ran towards the pile of ruins.

"Wei Ling! Wei Ling!" She ran around outside the hall, lingering, hissing his name.

"Wei Ling!"

"Wei Ling!"

Over and over again, the mournful call pierced through the smoke and fog, and spread.

There was no response.There was a dead silence all around, just like her empty heart at this moment.

The girl wandered around the main hall, wandering, as if unwilling to give up, she called again and again, and the only answer to her was a desolate echo.

Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were blurred. She called out blankly, like a lost traveler.

how can youHow could this be……?

She sobbed, squatted down slowly, and picked up the broken tiles, earth and rocks on the ground with her hands, one piece, two pieces, ..., 90 yuan, ..., 100 yuan, ..., she kept picking, her hands were bloody, as if The wedding dress on her body is generally miserable and gorgeous. (== I didn't mean to imitate "Father and Son in the Earthquake", self-extraction)

how can youHow can you walk away?What does that sentence mean, you haven't explained it clearly, how can you leave like this?

The girl murmured silently in her heart, and she didn't know how long it took, and finally she was exhausted and sat down on the ground.

"Wei Ling." She muttered his name silently, and her mind was in a trance, and her eyes were blurred.There seemed to be a white shadow hobbled towards her, stretching out his hands to her.

That is an illusion.

She lowered her head again, completely desperate.

Holding her arms with both hands, he pulled her up from the ground, and then hugged her forcefully into his arms.

"Xiaoyou." The familiar call sounded from the ear, mellow and magnetic, but it revealed endless tiredness, as dry as dry wood.

Zi You lay on his chest, feeling that the embrace was as hot as fire, not as cold as it used to be.

Wei Ling patted her on the back, slowly raised his eyes, his eyes flicked across the flowers and trees, and fixed in the distance, as if he had been electrocuted, he pushed the girl away.

Ziyou staggered back a few steps, looked at him in shock, her hands froze in mid-air in embarrassment.

Wei Ling's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he withdrew from a distance, slowly swept across the girl, and finally landed on her hand.

She is still holding that ice hairpin in her hand!

The corners of his mouth slowly curled up, Wei Ling squinted at her, and said coldly: "Bingchai, you can kill ghosts. Xiaoyou, are you here to kill me? You can finally avenge yourself. You never forgot to ask Kill my oath."

As if struck by thunder, Zi You's face suddenly turned pale, she staggered back a few steps, shook her head, and looked at him in disbelief.

Is he crazy?What does this mean?Does he know that he has seen everything just now in the bronze mirror?

"You—" Her throat seemed to be pierced by a sharp thorn, she choked up, but couldn't say a word, she just raised the ice hairpin tremblingly and pointed at him.

"Oh, I knew you couldn't let go of your hatred. What's more, I betrayed you twice, which is really unforgivable." Wei Ling said indifferently with cold eyes.

"You—" Ziyou still raised her arms in a daze, unable to say a word.What happened to him?

Wei Ling walked towards her step by step, his fiery red chest slowly approaching the sharp ice hairpin.

"Come on." He said something, and then he rushed forward, and the ice hairpin pierced his chest!

"No!" The girl's call was instantly annihilated, and her body was knocked into the air by a force, and fell heavily under the flower tree.

She struggled to get up, but ran away from the main hall.

"Go!" Wei Ling's words just now were still echoing in her mind, as if a sharp sword had reached the back of her heart, forcing her to move forward.

My mind was blank, and I seemed to be stupid, I just ran forward numbly, gradually approaching the city gate.

I don't know when my hand was empty, and the ice hairpin was gone.

This series of changes was too sudden, her mind was in chaos, and she just ran forward in a daze.

A gust of wind suddenly picked up, blowing up a tree of petals, fluttering and falling on her body.There was a faint fragrance, very much like the clear sound of a man leaning against a tree and playing the flute.

Her heart gradually cooled down, and her spiritual consciousness recovered bit by bit. A clear fact flashed through her mind, knocking her down instantly, her legs went limp, and her body collapsed.

"This hairpin can kill ghosts. If it hits a vital point, the soul will be scattered."

She killed Wei Ling!

She killed Wei Ling with her own hands!

The girl slowly covered her face, and soft whimpers could be heard between her fingers.

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Han Cang walked towards the Hall of Souls step by step, with a smug smile on his face: It seems that everything is not over.

The girl didn't stab him in the vitals, he was lucky enough to survive half of his life, that's enough, it's enough to deal with a dying person like Xiang Wei Ling.

When he saw the girl stabbing the ice hairpin into Wei Ling's chest from a distance, he couldn't help being surprised: It turns out that hatred can indeed overwhelm everything.

Wei Ling fell to the ground slumped, as if he had only one breath left. The Tangxi sword lay beside him, but it was also covered in a layer of dust.

Barely opening his eyes a crack, he watched the man in red approaching step by step.

"Wei Ling, looking at your lingering appearance, can you not even hold your sword?" Han Cang covered the scar on his chest with his hand, and sneered, "I never thought, after all the calculations, you will still fall to the ground after all. It's in my hands. I'll kill you first, and then I'll deal with that bitch."

Wei Ling's eyelids drooped heavily, his chest heaved and heaved, his whole body trembled, as if he didn't even have the strength to breathe.

"For this reason, are you still holding on to your breath? Then let me help you." Han Cang snorted coldly, approaching step by step, like a dark cloud shone on Wei Ling, and also covered the corner of Wei Ling's mouth. There is a faint smile.

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Ziyou straightened up, turned around, and ran towards the main hall again.

"This hairpin can kill ghosts. If it hits a vital point, the soul will be scattered."

With these words echoing in her mind, she just ran back like crazy.

She saw the ice hairpin sinking into Wei Ling's chest with her own eyes, did he have lost his soul at this moment?

Why did he do this?Why did you force yourself to kill him with your own hands?

He is going to die.He is going to die.

The feelings that had been accumulated for a long time erupted overnight, engulfing her like a torrent, and grief and despair were like huge waves, smashing her all over with bruises.But she also ignored it completely.

Zi You frantically ran back.She was really going to drive him crazy.What is he going to do?Do you want to make up for your mistakes, or do you want to repent?

But she didn't want his life!Why did he rush forward desperately?

She staggered back and ran back, shedding tears all the way, but she didn't realize it.

He killed her hope with his own hands!Just now, she saw him standing in front of her alive, and in the blink of an eye, she forced herself to kill him with her own hands!

Wei Ling, how could you do this?

Sadness swept over the sky like a tidal wave, almost engulfing her.She didn't know why she was so desperate, so helpless?

Her sanity had been emptied, and she just ran back in a stumbling manner.

Why is this so?Didn't I hate him so much?If he died, she should be happy and relieved, how could she be so desperate?

Just because he died, my love and hatred have nothing to pin on?

No!She wants to go back!Even if she saw him turn into ashes with her own eyes, she still wanted to see him for the last time.

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Wei Ling glanced at the corpse of the man in red, and slowly wiped away the stains on the sword with his sleeve.

Kunshan Zhiyu returned to the body, slowly suppressing the burning sensation.But he knew that this would not solve the fire seal at all, it just made him hold on for a while.

Thinking of the scene just now, I still feel a chill in my heart from time to time: without the jade from Kunshan, his spiritual power will be greatly reduced.If he didn't do that, with the current situation, he might not be able to deal with Han Cang, not even Xiaoyou.

Thinking of that name, her complexion softened again: as long as she is alive, if you want to hate him, then so be it.

Should I go see how Sima Shang is doing?He has destroyed the Kunshan Jade in the Yinghun Palace, and the ghost army in Youwang City has also cut off their ties and re-entered reincarnation.

Well, a Wu Man, he should be able to handle it.

He straightened his body just now, but was nailed in place.His gaze flicked across the flowering tree, and fixed on the red dress.

The girl stumbled and ran towards this side.The petals flying in the air wrapped around her, and her red dress was so dazzling, like the lingering clouds in the sky.Wei Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, as if burned by the bleak color.

I have never seen a girl in such a state of embarrassment, with disheveled hair, torn red clothes, and flying flowers around her, but the combination of all these has a strange beauty.

Wei Ling stood quietly on the spot, watching the red cloud approaching bit by bit without blinking.

The burning sensation in his chest faintly broke out, and he clutched his chest hard, his eyes still looking ahead quietly.

She is back again.

The girl threw herself into his arms and slammed her hand on his chest.Finally burst into tears.

Wei Ling just hugged her quietly, his eyes fell on the distant sky, feeling lonely and dry.

One punch fell, but the girl could no longer swing another punch, she just screamed in front of his chest:

"Wei Ling!"

"Wei Ling!"

"Wei Ling!"

He suddenly pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear over and over again:

"sorry."

"sorry."

"sorry."

The voice gradually weakened, and the girl felt that the arms around her were slowly loosened, and she couldn't help but lose her voice:

"Wei Ling!"