Chapter 80 It's worth it for you

Falling down the cliff, the mountain wind roared in my ears, and the fog beside me was hazy, as if I was in the clouds, but I was like a fallen leaf swaying in the wind, falling with the wind.

At this moment, she feels that she has never been satisfied. For thousands of years, she has been living in pain and wandering, love and hatred, and has dreamed several times that she has passed away with the wind and turned into a snowflake floating back to the valley. But when I woke up, I was either in the hot water of Wangchuan, or the cold and lonely day of separation.

Now, if you can return to the valley and die here, you can finally realize this dream, but it is a pity that you can't use the moon mirror to bring time back to thousands of years ago and let the creatures of the valley return to the world.

"If my soul can return to my hometown is also a kind of relief. I let myself struggle with this painful memory for thousands of years. Now, after all, I can't escape death. But this time, if there is Meng Po soup, I will never be obsessed with who I want to remember. A bowl of soup is swallowed under the water and forgets you. No one can remember, and no one cares. In the next life, I will also be a pear demon in the pear valley.

Thinking of Yun Xie, Jiuyin, and the indifferent man, Cang Lan said deeply in her heart, "I'm sorry." Along the way, their company has also treated themselves wholeheartedly, especially Jiuyin. Canglan is just worried that he is so pure and kind that he will do something wrong, and Xing Zhuo, who has always been arrogant, will still be impulsive.

No one can get rid of the trick of fate. Maybe at this moment, they are still safely in the locked soul house, so that there is nothing to worry about.

His body fell more and more, but Cang Lan closed his eyes desperately and waited for the arrival of death. However, at a certain moment, a pair of warm hands stopped at Canglan's waist, with a wide palm, gentle and familiar. Is that death? Will death be as warm as the sun?

The next moment, Death had held Canglan in his arms and held her tightly. The temperature from the palm of her hand melted her cooling heart. The warm and strong chest and gentle and powerful arms hugged this lonely leaf falling in the wind, hoping to give her a trace of support.

Listening to the rapid beating heartbeat, it was hazy. Cang Lan tried to open his eyes. The bright red color, as dazzling as the sunset, slowly looked up, which was the familiar face.

"Listen, if you dare to die, I will pull you back even if I go to the 18th floor of hell." That domineering, indifferent but gentle words deeply spread into Canglan's heart. Is this person a death? It turns out that the embrace of death is so warm.

Looking at the woman whose breath was fading in her arms, she would be so dependent on such peace at this time. Is she really willing to die? Thinking like this, his star-like eyes, full of tenderness, hugged the woman in his arms, and whispered gently, "Canglan, I will never allow you to die before me, let alone die in my arms. Even if I live for a moment, I will let you live for a day."

"Aren't you locked in the soul room? How can you jump down when the spell is sealed? You know that you will die like this." Canglan just looked at the face in a daze. This person jumped down regardless of danger and said those strange words. Do you know how serious the consequences are?

The two of them slipped rapidly, and they couldn't see the top and bottom clearly. Maybe they would really die if they fell like this. Xing Subaru raised his hand and gently stroked the face of the woman in his arms. His gloomy eyes were no longer cold and alienated at this moment. "For you, I'm worth it."

Is it worth it? Canglan's heart seemed to be touched by something, but in a simple sentence, it was an unprecedented wave.

Xing Zhuan looked at Cang Lan gently, and the roaring wind in his ear kept telling him the danger he was facing at this moment and was sealed by the internal force by the god elixir. Although he did not know how to break through the boundary of the lock soul array, he was no different from ordinary people at this moment. The chance of such a cliff is too small for him to want to live safely.

But looking at the woman with a weak breath and seriously injured in her arms, the corners of his mouth evoked a doting smile, which made Canglan's whole body stunned into a dream.

Forget the hurt, forget the pain, forget who you are, and the scenes of those who get along with the men in front of you reverberate in my mind.

Canglan seemed to be sleepy. He couldn't tell whether it was a dream or real. All he knew was from the moment he was knocked off the cliff by the man in black. Life already belongs to death, but this death that exists in real and fantasy gives her the last warmth.

"Promise me that no matter what happens or who hurts you, you will live well, because no matter what the world becomes, you will not be alone." Xing Mao muttered softly in her ear, like the dying exhortation of a pair of lovers, such reluctance, such lingering.

Deeply stared at the woman in her arms again, as if to remember her face forever. Suddenly, a touch of cold light flashed in his eyes, freeing his right hand to draw a magic formula, and his mind rose. A red light suddenly cut through the fog around him. The Minghen sword had already appeared below. Xingma poured his whole body strength into his arms. With another force, Cang Lan was steadily sent to the dark mark, and Xingmao himself rushed to Falling away.

We only see each other's existence in each other's eyes, but they are getting farther and farther away.

Canglan lay on the sword and watched the figure of Xingbo slowly falling off the cliff. The thick white fog wrapped him together, and his bright red clothes were finally extinguished by the white fog like a fire.

In this way, in order to save himself, the man fell off the cliff and his life and death were uncertain.

Cang Lan's eyes have never left the place where Xingma disappeared. Her whole body trembled because of pain and forced herself not to cry, but she couldn't help but feel the pain in her heart.

He said he was worth it, and he said he was worth it.

But for Canglan, he is not worth doing this. It is not worth it at all. He has never been good to him, but he treats himself with his life.

She always thought that there would never be anyone in the world who could make herself so heartbroken, but at this moment, loss and confusion came with the moment when that person fell.

It turns out that the person who hates himself will give his life for himself. What on earth is this for?

The Minghen sword held Canglan to fly up the stream, showing its dazzling light like a red light. Bright red and dazzling. Canglan is weak at this moment and can only fly up the cliff with the ghost sword. If she could, she wished she could fall with him. Even if she died, she would not be lonely with him.

In life, we have experienced too many misunderstandings and quarrels, and we can go to Huangquan together at the end of life, which is also a kind of success. I only hope that we can be honest in the next life, and there will be no so much alienation and strangeness.

Lange looked at the fog-covered cliff. Because of the pain, his face was slightly twitching, his lips were pale, and his eyes were full of despair. His eyes looked at Xuan Ningzi with hatred, unwilling, unbearable, and also reluctant to give up.

I have been waiting for such an opportunity to clear up the misunderstanding with Canglan, and I have been looking forward to Canglan to wait. After he solves his matter, he will tell her all the answers and ask for her forgiveness, but everything came too fast and suddenly. This misunderstanding is not ready for him. In addition, it has deepened another layer.

Between them, there are really only lies and deception.

Tears fell like this. No matter how patient Lan Ge was, he couldn't resist the hardship of his heart. Xuan Ningzi looked at the tears and was deeply shocked, but then she could only sigh helplessly.

Just when everyone was sad about this, a red light flashed in the sky, followed by the light of darkness that cut through the sky and reflected the fog. The ghost landed gently, and Canglan still lay on the sword like that. Ye Qingwu was very surprised to see Canglan, and she could not tolerate her surprise any more. Jiuyin had pushed Ye Qingwu away and ran to Canglan.

From loss to recovery, this is another opportunity for Lan Ge. This time, he will never lose what he returned to his side. Almost at the same time, Lan Ge and Jiuyin walked to Canglan and looked at the ghost sword. The two could also guess what was going on under the cliff. Theming scar is the sword of the star Subaru, and this sword has always been inseparable from him. Now it can only be seen that theminghen does not see the star Subaru, which can only prove that most of the Star Subaru has encountered something wrong.

Cang Lan looked at Lan Ge feebly. Her eyes were still as silent as stagnant water, and there was no light. Such eyes were obviously with hatred, but more pain. Because of Lan Ge's deception, she hates it. Because of Xingbo, she hurts even more.

Jiuyin has never seen Canglan do this, and she doesn't understand why she has made such a scene with the people of Xuanyue Valley. But at this moment, those questions are not important. She gently lifted Cang Lan in her arms and looked at the pale and silent face of the woman in her arms, and her tears couldn't help flowing down. "Master, I have me. Yes, with me, everything can be solved.

"Don't scare Jiuyin, okay? Let Jiuyin bear something with you. Don't suffer alone, okay?"

"Master, you promised to stay with Jiuyin all the time. You can't break your promise."

Jiuyin hugged Canglan tightly, afraid that she would accidentally leave like this, and kept saying that Canglan had promised those words and promises before.

Cang Lan just looked at Lan Ge and others, Xuan Ningzi, Yun Sheng, Feng Shaoli and Ye Qingwu so quietly. She saw everyone in her eyes, but she couldn't say a word in her throat.

Lan Ge met Canglan's hateful eyes. He did not choose to escape. He squatted down in the upper half, gently raised his trembling hand and stroked the pale face. He stared and forgot, "What on earth do you want me to put down the past? It's okay for you to hate me or blame me, but can I ask you not to torture yourself like this? As long as you are fine, I will give you an explanation for the past.

I feel guilty, blame myself, and feel sorry, but I don't seem to be able to do it. Feng Shaoli looked stunned and her face turned pale in an instant. How could she understand why Lan Ge said these words to Canglan and why she had such affection for Canglan.