Qinglian Snow Heavy

.No one believed that Jia Rui was a foolish king, so they were convinced by his words.As the monarch said, if Qinglian is really a evil evildoer, why hasn't she been struck to death by lightning until now, and she is safe and sound in such a sky?But the emperor lost his way, but wasn't it good before, praying to the sky for ten days, calming the wind and stopping the rain, why is it now such a natural disaster.The common people don't know the truth of these origins, and all they see is the death and despair brought about by the disaster. They believe the words of the emperor, the people standing side by side on the tower are not evildoers, but even so, who will save the building that is about to collapse?Below the tower was a look of fiery and anticipation, shining like lightning in the sky. Jia Rui looked back and wanted to take another look at Qinglian beside him, but saw Tong Jingyu returning to the tower at some point, with a pale face, but firm Guard by your side.Jia Rui twitched the corner of her mouth and smiled, speechless, sighing secretly in her heart: My Lian, this is all I can do, I hope these can repay all your friendship and all the harm I have done to you.If sacrificing the blood of the pure moon on your body can appease the wrath of the gods, what about the blood of the true dragon emperor?The turned smile fell into the wind, and the long hair flashed in front of her eyes, and the same starry light flashed across her face. Tong Jingyu was startled, and there was pain in her waist.

193. Absolute Love

With a dazzling star, Tong Jingyu never thought why Jiarui, who had no hope in the desperate situation, would choose to die at this moment.What kind of expression flashed on Jiarui's face? Is it relief, regret, or powerless shame? But no matter what, speaking lightly of life and death is a cowardly act and not worthy of pity. Tong Jingyu believes so, but if Jiarui dies, Qing What will happen to Lian, is this another irresponsible abandonment?

Ever since she knelt down and bowed her head to take the sword of Fei Jing from that person, even because Qinglian harbored resentment in her heart, Tong Jingyu never thought of betraying her monarch.After Tong Siming's death, Tong Jingyu still chose not to leave, kept the vow of giving the sword to be loyal, and licked the wound of losing a loved one alone. Tong Siming was also the grandfather who taught Tong Jingyu since childhood.It is so sad that Tong Jingyu has not yet given up, but now it is Jiarui who wants to let go first, and Tong Jingyu's anger explodes, just when he came to protect him with that loyalty even if he hurt his heart, lungs and internal organs, but he wanted to use Feijing to create He took the lead in using death to break the agreement between the former monarch and his ministers. How could Tong Jingyu, who was devoted to loyalty and sincerity, accept it?The moment Jiarui pulled out Feijing, there was no shadow of Tong Jingyu who followed loyally in his mind, and all he thought about was his guilt towards the world and his deep guilt towards Qinglian.The harm done before cannot be recovered, and the crimes suffered by Qinglian cannot be made up for. Jiarui feels that the best way to repay and understand is to die.After declaring her sins to the world, Jiarui didn't expect Qinglian to forgive herself, but only hoped that what she had done would not be a hypocrite without responsibility in Qinglian's eyes. Qinglian's grace can also be regarded as a kind of relief from the most painful and unbearable torture in the world.But Tong Jingyu didn't let Jiarui get his wish. While the Feijing blade could cut through the skin of Jiarui's neck and brought out a string of blood beads, another famous sword that was restless because of thirst for blood was moistened with blood.Jia Rui suddenly felt that the hand holding the sword hilt encountered extraordinary resistance, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw Tong Jingyu's furious face, and the two hands holding the sword blade were flying like waterfalls of blood.Jiarui wanted to die at this moment, so how could he give up the idea of ​​apologizing with his body because of Tong Jingyu's actions, and the hand holding the sword was even stronger, but because of Tong Jingyu's persistence, Fei Jing's sword drank blood angrily, and the sharp edge broke at the blow of hair Pulling a long one, it was almost about to cut off Tong Jingyu's entire palm.Blood gushing like a spring, in such a scene of struggling for life, facing Tong Jingyu's eyes full of reluctance, Jia Rui really didn't dare to struggle any longer, thus ruining Tong Jingyu's hands.Jia Rui sighed. Facing the courtiers who had fought side by side, Jia Rui couldn't let go and let go, but the blade was still embedded in Tong Jingyu's flesh and blood.Seeing this, Tong Jingyu said: "Your Majesty, please take the people of the world as the most important thing, and please also take... Qinglian as the most important thing!".Immediately, Jia Rui followed Tong Jingyu and looked back, and his eyes fell on Qinglian who was not far away.I saw Qinglian's eyes closed, one hand propped on the city wall, the other hand clutching the skirt of her clothes, two lines of tears mixed with blood from the corners of her mouth flowing wantonly on her pale face, trembling her eyelashes expressing her endless heartache.The two were meant to communicate with each other, when Jia Rui pulled Fei Jing from Tong Jingyu's waist.Qinglian could read the resolute intent to die in Jiarui's eyes, and there was a nostalgia for her in her affectionate eyes, but also a firm intention to let go.Qinglian knew that she couldn't keep Jiarui away, because if she was in her position, she would probably die to apologize to the world, but in the end the farewell smile and lingering affection flashed before her eyes deeply touched her. It hurt Qinglian.Irreversible, no matter my hatred or love, what I get in the end is such an angry ending, everyone dies because of me, and finally together with Jia Rui, but I still can't survive in this cold world, please Death is worse.Qinglian closed her eyes, unable to watch anymore, Jiarui stood proudly in the raging wind, lonely and desolate in front of the clutches of fate, as if the dark dust flying between the sky and the earth were silent epitaphs, commemorating The emperor died in despair and tragically.But this time, I dare not step forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with Jiarui in front of the people of the world, in front of the gods. Is it because of my timidity, or because I have the love of my family and country?Qinglian felt the pain in her chest as if it was about to split open, she tore the flesh and blood again and again, revealing the dense white bones inside, allowing everyone to watch and laugh at her.If you are willing to take another step, is the matter really irreversible?With that love to keep him, is Jiarui willing to give up his life?But time is like the blood drops wiped away by the blade, passing by one after another, but Qinglian was nailed in place, closed her eyes in pain, and couldn't bear to watch the feast of death any longer.Qinglian burst into tears unscrupulously, and finally realized the pain that Yan Lan experienced back then, because in the end, it was not others who cruelly let her down, but herself after all.It is not the first time that Jiarui and Tong Jingyu have seen Qinglian cry, but the silent mourning of the person in front of them at this time, the sorrow of weeping blood has changed the situation, and the despair of that mourning has dimmed the thousand-year-old psychic jade shine.It seemed that this crying would exhaust all of Qinglian's spiritual energy, and together with Jiarui's death, she would be sacrificed to the angry God. In the end, there might only be a shell left in the world.Seeing this, Jiarui couldn't be more cruel to abandon his departure, because as long as his sword goes down, Qinglian and Qinglian will also perish.At the most critical moment, it was Tong Jingyu, an outsider, who saved the tragedy, and who can understand the sadness in Tong Jingyu's heart at this time, but the sadness is also gratifying, and there are still two people in the end.It's only five steps away, but to Jia Rui, it's like stepping on his whole life, the familiar fragrance permeates his heart, Jia Rui raises his hand to caress the clearness left by him.Wiping away the blood and tears inch by inch, the gentle but trembling palm was equally cold, but it seemed to soothe the pain in Qinglian's heart like a fire.Qinglian opened her eyes, and the whole world was so chaotic in the hazy tears, but even in the mist, Qinglian could recognize that familiar figure, together with that lingering warmth.It turned out to be still there, even if the world will be destroyed in the next moment, Jiarui is still in the world, by his side.Xin had gone through a catastrophe a moment ago, Qinglian had no strength in her body at this time, and she froze in front of Jiarui.Qinglian really wanted to wipe away the remaining tears in her eyes with her hands, she looked real, but she didn't even have the strength to raise her hands.He wanted to say something, but the corners of his mouth that could not move were only blood gushing down the embankment.Qinglian worked hard, and the person who had been ashamed just now suddenly regained life, and the surging emotions broke free from the shackles that blocked her heart, but when Qinglian uttered the first word, all words were blocked in the mouth.Jia Rui supported Qinglian's soft hair with one hand behind her, leaned over and lowered her head, her fiery lips caressed Qinglian's pale petals.One place is hot and the other is cold, but after a moment of grinding together, even the hardest and coldest heart melts away at this moment.At this moment, there is no need for words, the sound of wind and thunder raging in my ears is the best proof of existence, I am still alive in this evil world.His mouth was filled with the smell of blood and the saltiness of tears, but Jiarui swallowed all the bitterness in his mouth, hoping to use his sweet liquid to moisten the dry flower field of Qinglian, so that the dead trees could be rejuvenated, and the Buddha lotus could reappear. .Just like that, Qinglian froze for a moment and stopped her unsuitable resistance, her lips were like the first exposure of wind and lotus, and the rain was moist and round.So Jia Rui's spiritual tongue invaded, and then conquered the city, leaving the breath of love again, and deeply branding the traces of Jia Rui.In the past, Kissing Jiarui was strong and domineering, but now it is like the spring breeze making green willows, the light rain moistens the tender pistils, and is extremely gentle.The two embracing each other abandoned their foreign objects in the raging wind and thunder. Jiarui and Qinglian showed their unrequited love in front of the people in the city and the gods in the sky.At this moment, the two of them merged their bodies and minds, and they no longer had any scruples. What remained in their eyes and hearts was only the hard-won love of seeking without separation.

194、Eclipse...

The lingering kiss lingered between the two's teeth and cheeks, and the wind and thunder thundered. In such a situation, Jiarui and Qinglian are the real bond of life and death, the meeting of soul and soul.Abandon foreign things, no longer worry about