88 Sincerely

The Qingyu case began to fall in the dark whirlpool. She closed her eyes like a blue meteor sliding silently through the night.

The cyan skirt dizzy in the quiet black. She thought that her three souls had begun to disperse, but she saw her face in the mirror-like black.

The face that has cried, laughed, sad, desperate and moved.

The faces of those who have cried, laughed and experienced so many stories for those who have loved and loved.

Although this time, I can't go back to them again. But now, I'm really grateful for my brother's words, which are so in line with my current mood.

She doesn't want to be a hero who saves the world. If she must sacrifice, if she sacrifices for the people around her and for the people she loves, then she is willing and has no regrets.

Qingyu closed his eyes with a smile.

Please embrace me in the endless darkness. Just like you once hugged me.

Her body suddenly sank. Obviously, her foot had not landed, but she stopped falling.

Is it suspended? When the Qingyu case opened her eyes, she was naturally still in this bottomless whirlpool. Maybe it has fallen for too long, and her senses are already very dull.

The palms are numb and warm. Looking up, it turned out that the hand was stopped at some point.

Familiar face. A familiar smile. Familiar temperature.

"Xiaochun...what's wrong, it's you?"

The Qingyu case could not be exerted. Her hand was firmly grasped by Wu Lingchun, and her hanging heart had already landed safely in his arms.

"Yes...I..."

Wulingchun held the hand of the Qingyu case. She was at a loss, and his hot tears had fallen on her face.

Crying with heartache. Crying in repentance. Crying for relief.

The Qingyu case raised his sleeve to wipe Wu Lingchun's tears. She didn't want to ask him why he cried, but smiled and comforted him, "Why are you crying?" I... I'm fine..."

"Qing'er, I, I'll take you away." Wu Lingchun couldn't say much. He pulled the Qingyu case away as if he had escaped from the scene of the crime.

The Qingyu case did not move.

"Xiaochun, I'm sorry, I can't go with you." The Qingyu case shook his head and said, "My soul power has destroyed half of the Dead Mountain. If I want to eradicate the demons, I must sacrifice myself immediately..."

She said so naturally, as serious and indifferent as having an important embroiderer on hand.

Wuling was stunned in spring.

Why? Is this your responsibility? Is this your obligation? Why don't you push it aside and let others complete it?

"If so, if he asks..." The Qingyu case suddenly lowered his head, and the only one left in his ear trembled.

She took a deep breath and her eyes flowed. Then she raised her head and tried her best to smile at Wu Lingchun:

"You said, Qinger, let's go first."

Wulingchun is dumb.

He has seen this look countless times in Wufu. The Qingyu case came to visit and discussed the embroidery work with the plum sisters. After dinner, she gossiped a few words. When she got up and said goodbye, she looked like this.

It's like... I'll really see you the next day.

Will I see you again... Will I see you again?

Can I still see you and be with you as before?

"Oh, by the way... and this." The Qingyu case calmly took out something from his sleeve and held it in front of Wu Lingchun with both hands. The blue light seems to be ready for the tears of parting.

"When I was taken away by my senior brother, somehow I was in a hurry and grabbed it in my hand."

The butterfly flower and grass cup lingers on the lips of the green jade case countless times.

It is her intimate thing, her beloved thing.

Wu Lingchun's hand reached out to her with difficulty. The quiet, safe, undisputed blue, as if it would freeze him.

"In the future... I can't use it. Let's return it to Xiaochun.

Wulingchun looked at the butterfly flower and grass cup. But a teacup, the fragrance of tea is lingering, and the time is long. Can old things always bring people back to the past?

He stared at the Qingyu case and used the tea booth to look into her eyes in the rain that day.

Is the person in front of him really his own sister who is connected to his blood but has no chance to recognize him?

She is as beautiful as a god and as soft as brocade. Her breath is like spring nectar, healing the dry heart under her eyes.

If only she had been around earlier. It turns out that there is such a perfect person as her in the world, elegant and indifferent, and not stained with dust.

If she holds an umbrella, even if he walks barefoot in the cold rain, he will not be as desperate as before;

If her eyes shine, even if he wears a mask full of blood and fights alone, he will not lose confidence in the whole world;

If she had known earlier that she was his relative, even if she was the child of the woman and the man--

No.

He can't accept anyone leaving him. Father, mother, the person who sacrificed to help him revenge, the second brother...

He has lost enough. He doesn't want to see any bloodshed and sacrifices anymore.

"No!" Wu Lingchun pressed the teacup back into the hands of Qingyu, "No, Qinger, you take it, I like it... You use it to drink tea."

The Qingyu case smiled warmly. The gloomy wind in the depths of the whirlpool came. Although she was wearing Wulingchun's robe, she still shivered with cold.

"It's too late, Xiaochun." Let go of his hand in the Qingyu case. Step back two steps. Her body did not fall, but emitted a soft light as warm as jade in the dark.

It is the light of soul hunting, burning her last soul and life, leaving no more scum.

If she leaves, there will be nothing left. It completely disappeared, and there was nothing left.

Her face is getting paler and paler. The power and vitality of the soul are lost little by little like an hourglass, turning into cyan crystal powder, like inserting a pair of crystal butterfly wings to her.

Wu Lingchun's tears dried on his cheeks. He can't... He can't watch her disappear like this, leave him, leave everyone!

He rushed over and picked up the Qingyu case: "No, it's not over yet. I'm going to take you away!"

He went away with the green jade case in his arms, but the entrance of the high whirlpool was closed little by little. I hope it's too late... I hope it's still too late!

"Xiaochun, put me down!"

"No way. Qinger, none of us will allow you to leave like this!" Wulingchun has used the highest speed of the imperial sky, and the depths of the whirlpool are turbulent. On the other side, Xia Gulin has broken the blade wind wall of the distant spirit, and the seal whirlpool will collapse faster!

Damn. Wu Lingchun found that he could not catch up with the speed of the closing of the whirlpool entrance. The folding fan in his hand was hurled out like lightning, just stuck in the entrance where there was only a slit left--

"What I want is love... not sacrifice! I won't watch any of you die, never!"

The Qingyu case smiled bitterly. He has blood on his hands and body. He must have experienced a fierce battle when he came. It must have been very hard... Now there is only a glimmer of hope, but he still works so hard.

The warm hand of the Qingyu case brushed the sweat off the forehead of Wulingchun. Isn't she going to be with everyone and continue to be like before?

But...

They just arrived at the entrance of the whirlpool. With a click, the folding fan was unbearably folded into two sections. The crack that could not be supported was about to close again. Wu Lingchun roared, hugged the green jade case with one hand, and struggled to grab the crack with the other hand--

Does he want to tear open the entrance of the whirlpool with his bare hands?

"Xiaochun, don't!" The Qingyu case hugged Wu Lingchun's arm. His hand rubbed fiercely with the whirlpool boundary, and it was already bleeding!

"This won't work, it's useless!"

"Qing'er, I'm going to save you! I must do it, I will definitely do it!" Wu Lingchun ignored the severe pain in his heart. Even if the blood stained the whole arm, it doesn't matter, even if this hand is useless, even if it's because of the sacrifice of his life!

As long as it is to protect the cherished people!

He tried, persisted, endured... Finally, his bloody hand had caught the crack! He was so painful that he couldn't feel the existence of his hand, but he was very sober in his heart that he had to tear open the crack and send the Qingyu case out as soon as possible! Her body can no longer support it!

"Xiaochun..." Qingyu held Wu Lingchun's arm and burst into tears. The vortex boundary is formed by her own strength. Not to mention relying on one hand alone, even if she takes out Wulingchun's fairy art, she can't compete...

"Xiaochun, let go, it's not worth it! As long as you let me go back to complete the sacrifice, the boundary will disappear. You can also retreat completely. Listen to me and stop torturing yourself!"

Wu Lingchun turned around and saw the face of the Qingyu case. Her face had begun to blur, and her body began to blur rapidly. She could only see her tearful eyes from the cyan smoke.

"No... I will definitely save you!"

Wu Lingchun clenched the whirlpool crack again. He roared, and his injured hand suddenly burst into a golden dazzling light--

It is the release of spiritual power! Does he want to release all his spiritual power and pry open the boundary crack?

" Stop it! If you do this, you may lose your spiritual power forever!"

"No... My spiritual power is originally used to protect everyone. If I can't even protect you, what's the use of keeping it?"

The golden storm swept everything in the dark, and the magic array at the foot of Wulingchun suddenly rotated and enlarged, covering the whole field of vision. He shot a beam of light in his hand, running through the boundary crack!

Is this... successful?

The vision of the Qingyu case suddenly brightened. She noticed that her body was gently picked up and her head was pressed into his arms.

Once again, she felt the coolness of the night wind and the fierce heartbeat of the man's chest.

The world under your feet is still collapsing and destroying. The Qingyu case was sad and happy for a moment. She grabbed Wu Lingchun's clothes and asked, "Xiaochun..."

"Shh, don't talk." Wuling Chun said softly, "Although you didn't really sacrifice, you still lost a lot of energy. Don't talk, save your strength."

The Qingyu case stopped talking, and she tried to find Wu Lingchun holding her hand.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Wu Lingchun comforted, "Everyone will be fine. Yao Ling... She used the power of her soul to help you. Tonight, the Dead Mountain will be completely destroyed.

Wu Lingchun's body suddenly shook. He stopped quickly. If the matter here is over, then... how to leave?

Needless to say, Wulingchun has just overdrawn too much spiritual power and can't recover in a short time. It's impossible for the two of them to leave now.

"Qinger, hold on, let's go find the eldest brother first."