On the east of Tianquan Island, on the magnificent sea, a huge fleet appeared in front of us.?

No, that's not a fleet.

Instead, the two fleets belong to different camps, but one of them is even larger. Their ship shape and the huge sails raised are the same, while the other fleet does not have such a huge posture, but there are also many ships, and the ship shape and the raised sail are another.

However, both fleets have a leading headship, a larger headship than ordinary ships.

Moreover, although at first glance, the fleets on the sea were already lined up in an orderly manner, as if they were all facing the Tianquan Island, when they looked closely, they felt that they seemed to be confronting each other again, forming a subtle, almost confrontational relationship.

That's-

I subconsciously wanted to see clearly with my eyes wide open, but the distance was too far. Even those two huge head boats, I could only barely see the huge sails raised. As for whom was standing on it, I couldn't see clearly at all.

However, Liu Qinghan, who was supporting each other with me, trembled obviously.

Then, I heard him whisper: "Zhoushan Navy?"

Zhoushan Navy?!

That is the navy that the imperial court has trained in Zhoushan for many years?

The fleet that went hand in hand with them and formed a subtle rivalry relationship was—

I suddenly felt a burst of unspeakable anger in my chest, as if some huge rock weighed on my chest, and my breathing was a little cramped for a moment. And at this moment, Xue Muhua's anxious voice suddenly sounded behind me: "Go away, what are you doing?"

When I looked back, I saw Yan Qinghan pushing her away again.

I didn't dare to look back before, but I only saw that blood was flowing from Yan Qinghan's face and mouth and nose. It was almost spilled all the way along the way, and even a trace of blood oozed out of the corners of his eyes. It seemed that his whole face was dyed red, which was particularly terrifying.

Xue Muhua said in panic: "What are you doing? We are about to escape."

Pei Yuanfeng, who had been walking beside them, also reached out to him and said, "What do you mean? Let's talk about it when we leave here."

"Leave?" Yan Qinghan staggered back several steps, leaned his back on a rock, and sneered: "Do you really think I can still leave here?"

“…”

Xue Muhua suddenly froze.

The place where we are standing is a slightly higher cliff. The flames flowing from the top of the mountain cannot flow here for a while, but it is only temporarily. According to the current situation, it will be a matter of time before the entire mountain is swallowed up.

but--

When I heard his words, I saw Xue Muhua's face again, and felt some other emotions. I hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? Haha..." Yan Qinghan smiled, reached out to touch the back of his head slowly, and then smiled at Xue Muhua, "Naohu, Yuzhen, Fengfu, you have been rubbing these acupoints of me just now. Do you think I don't understand what it means?"

Xue Muhua looked at him without saying a word.

"I know what it feels like to have an internal bleeding in the head, and it's not the first time in these years."

Yan Qinghan smiled and turned to look at me, saying, "Cousin, you should be relieved."

“…”

"Those cannons were destroyed, I couldn't find them, and I--had reached the end."

After saying this, the smile on his face seemed to be unable to maintain it, showing a painful and struggling expression. With a wow, blood spurted out from his mouth and nose, and the ground in front of him was immediately dyed red.

Xue Muhua and Pei Yuanfeng were closest to him, so he hurriedly stepped forward to support his depressed and fell to his body, but he was like this mountain. After so long, he finally came to an end. Even Pei Yuanfeng couldn't hold him back and fell to the ground.

I exclaimed and walked to him with Liu Qinghan.

He wanted to say something, but there was no way to say it. The blood in his mouth and nose was like a flood with a gate open, and he couldn't wait to rush out of his body.

Pei Yuanfeng was so panicked that he wanted to wipe him, but he couldn't wipe it clean at all. In a hurry, he even wanted to cover his mouth and nose with his hands to help him stop the bleeding. He raised his head and looked at Xue Muhua, his eyes anxious and worried, as if he wanted to ask her what could be saved. But at this time, Xue Muhua calmed down, looked at Yan Qinghan's continuous nose bleeding, and Pei Yuanfeng's already dyed red hands, and finally shook his head gently.

At this time, there is no need to hide it, and nothing can be hidden.

Yan Qinghan is no longer helpful.

Looking at the almost dazzling blood-redness in his mouth and nose, his increasingly pale face and his increasingly unconscious eyes, I felt the sad and painful heartbeat hit my soul again and again. Although the person in front of me did many wrong things, and some of them were irreversible, he was my cousin after all, and was the simplest and very happy time with me in Xichuan. Seeing him endured the torture and pain of losing his mother over the years, and not having the protection of his father, and being driven out of the Yan family, I can also understand why he came to this path today.

Too many people owe him happiness.

And today, he finally came to his own end.

I slowly walked to him, squatted down, and saw that he was weak and even tired, slowly closing his eyes. The hot tears in his eyes fell on the back of his hand, but they were suddenly sucked away by the blood-colored gauze, leaving no trace left.

"Qinghan..."

I called him gently.

His cloudy eyes turned, then slowly looked at me, and after a while, he seemed to see me clearly: "Cousin..."

I held back my tears and cried and said softly: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

He did not answer me immediately, but opened his eyes to look at the sky above his head, but I felt that he hadn't looked in anything, because in the already turbid eyes, the blue sky and white clouds, even the sun with a ray of light, did not even reflect it.

He suddenly smiled a little: "It's much more comfortable."

Xue Muhua, who was standing beside him, had already started sobbing.

At this moment, another loud noise came from behind us, and with the loud noise, the mountain under our feet began to shake violently, bigger than the shaking times just now. Several people around us fell to the ground because they were unstable, or hit the rocks next to them.

We all raised our heads and saw that on the towering mountain, not only were the dark clouds covered with dark smoke, but there were fires in the dark clouds, and there were also amazing lightning!

After the flames rushed into the sky with the smoke and clouds, they quickly fell down, flowing down the gullies of the mountain like flowing water. All the thorns, trees, and even grasslands along the way were gone, and they were immediately swallowed and a trace of blue smoke was ignited, leaving nothing left.

At this moment, everyone was shocked.

People here cannot be said to be timid and afraid of things. Some of them are important and have seen the world. However, no matter how big the scenes and the world are, they are not astonishing as they witness a mountain. The wrath of the Fire God is even more amazing. Compared with the power of nature, what everyone does seems so insignificant.

Just like I scolded Yan Qinghan before, don’t think that you can fight for dominance in the world, and you can’t even conquer a mountain.

That's the truth!

And the hot river of fire has flowed towards us.

If you don’t leave, you will be dead!

Thinking of this, I was about to help Yan Qinghan up, but I saw him speak slowly and said with a weak breath: "Qinghan..."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all looked at Liu Qinghan.

He kept squatting beside me. Because the wound on his shoulder made him struggle to hold on, he couldn't even say a word, so he just gritted his teeth. But at this time, when he heard Yan Qinghan's call, he could only slowly move forward and suppressed his words: "I'm here."

Yan Qinghan's chaotic and dull eyes turned around and slowly looked at him.

He looked at his shoulder, which had a bloody hole pierced.

Perhaps because of this blood color, he finally woke up a little, and even his blank eyes had a little light. Yan Qinghan took a deep breath and said, "Thank you."

Liu Qinghan said: "I just do what I should do."

Yan Qinghan smiled, but in that smile, there was no regret: "But you don't know that since childhood, no one will do this for me."

“…”

I understand what he is referring to, his relatives, his mother died early, and his father only took him into the empty sect. When he grew up, he completely let him go. Although his grandfather gave him generous property, he drove him out of the Yan family and even refused to allow him to enter the Yan family's home. What a cruel situation?

Over the years, his life may be called for slaves and maids. He is extremely rich and noble. Even if he is seriously ill, he has a good doctor to diagnose and treat him. He has nothing to lack.

But, he lacked too much.

No one has truly thought about him, and no one has truly experienced his feelings. The only possible Li Guo was killed by Yan Qingchen without mercy. Because he had been punished, he could not even have his own love, and there was not even a lover who could share the pain and grievance with him.

Over the years, he actually has only one person.

At the wedding hall, he said that although he and Liu Qinghan were the same disciples, they were different and did not plan to each other. He would not show mercy for Liu Qinghan's subordinates, and would not let Liu Qinghan show mercy. But when he confronted Xiao Yusheng, Liu Qinghan still saved his life.

No matter what purpose Liu Qinghan is for, for him, it is already the only warmth in his entire life.

I looked at his faint smile. Although the fire dragons roared around him and the poisonous air was raging, he smiled so happily, just like a child who had no desires.

Then, he raised his hand with great effort and took apart the bandage stained with blood on his right hand.

His pale, thin, almost skinny hand was exposed, and I saw a huge ring made of red jade on his thumb. He took a deep breath, as if he was unable to breathe, but he gritted his teeth and took the ring off and handed it to Liu Qinghan.

Liu Qinghan subconsciously frowned, and did not answer, but just looked at him.

Yan Qinghan said word by word: "I will leave my family business to you."

“…!”

Liu Qinghan widened his eyes, and I also looked at him in shock.

His home business?!

Although I, as the eldest lady of the Yan family, I also know that there is no more wealthier family than the Yan family in Xichuan, Yan Qinghan's family business was when his great-grandfather and grandfather drove him out of the Yan family, and gave him two mines and some industries before parting. From the fact that he could cast ships independently and drive the fleet to sea to find the Flang machine cannons, he knew that his current family property must have increased and increased compared to what he got back then.

All such a home business will be handed over to Liu Qinghan?

I couldn't help but hold my breath and look at him.

But Liu Qinghan frowned, neither agreeing nor rejecting, but his eyes looked a little deeper, looking at the ring.

Then, Yan Qinghan heard a faint smile.

"I know what you are thinking. You are going to be your son-in-law. If you are taking over my property in Xichuan, I am afraid that many censors will impeach you, right?"

My heart sank, and I watched the folds between his eyebrows become a little deeper, without opening, but I also agreed.

"What I want to say is that you have been in Beijing with your teacher for so many years, don't you even have this weight?"

“…”

"If you don't want my property, it's just abandoned."

“…”

"If you want it, I can leave something in this world."

“…”

As he said that, he raised his hand with difficulty again, and raised the ring to Liu Qinghan's eyes, with a calm expression of "you whatever you want" on his face.

This time, Liu Qinghan did not hesitate much and reached out to take it.

He put the ring on his hand. Because Yan Qinghan's fingers were too thin, the ring he was wearing might not be suitable, but he still put it on and said, "Do you know, how will I deal with your property?"

Yan Qinghan smiled and slowly closed her eyes.

While closing his eyes, he said, "Do you think I will still care about the surging waves when I close my eyes?"

His voice became increasingly low and thinner. When he spoke the last two words, he was almost as thin as a mosquito and could not hear it at all.

And he did not open his eyes again.

Liu Qinghan widened his eyes in shock, and hurriedly reached out his hand with a red jade ring to grab Yan Qinghan's hanging down hand.

The thin hand, completely unconscious, passed through his fingertips.

My heart sank completely.

Looking at the pale, without any trace of anger, I felt my mind swelling and my eyes swelling and painful. Even his face was distorted in his sight, leaving only hot tears flowing out, falling down and falling on his face.

The bloodstains were soaked in my tears and fell down again.

But he had no sound.

I shouted softly: "Qinghan?"

No response.

His eyes were closed, and his long, thin eyelashes covered his thin eyelids, like butterfly wings.

But, it will no longer flap its wings and fly high.

His life has flown to this day and he has finally stopped here.

I reached out and tried to touch his eyes, but before I could touch him, my strength could no longer hold on. I couldn't help crying: "Qinghan! Qinghan..."

I started crying, and even Xue Muhua next to me shed tears. Pei Yuanfeng just looked at the scene with red eyes. After a long time, he reached out to stroke Xue Muhua's head and slowly took her sobbing gently into his arms.

And I, the strength that had supported me for a long time, finally collapsed because of crying and tears, almost falling down. Liu Qinghan, who was beside me, immediately reached out to hold my arm. When my thin shoulders were trembling because of pain, he frowned and gently leaned my head on his shoulder.

Tears were like springs, wet his shoulders.

Yan Qinghan... is dead.

My cousin, this caused this storm, causing almost all the power centers in the Central Plains to venture out to sea, and also allowed the many mysteries buried by my mother to reveal the people in the world. I have left only a few relatives in this world.

How long and short his life was, born in the cliff, but lived in the abyss of pain. Never was free and happy one day. Until he died, I didn't know whether his soul was liberated?

Or is he going to start the next cycle of reincarnation with such suffering?

No one knows.

Just as I leaned on his shoulder and cried, I felt Liu Qinghan seemingly looking back.

Then, his breathing suddenly became tense.

I don’t know if it was because of the action of turning back that touched the wound on his shoulder, or if he saw something that scared him at the sight, I felt his whole body tremble for a moment, and then the hand holding my arm slowly loosened.

I looked up at him.

His face was covered with blood, and the pale part became paler.

I suddenly realized something.

My hands and feet were exhausted, but no one could support me at this time. I reached out to support the ground and stood up slowly. I staggered for two steps because of my weakness. I saw that our way was completely swallowed up, the sea of ​​fire roared and almost spread to us. The scorching temperature was blown by the sea breeze, which further encouraged the momentum of the flames.

I turned around and looked at the sea.

Those fleets are getting closer.

At this time, I could see clearly the ships and the people who were moving on the ship. At first glance, I saw that there were many people standing on the bow of the two particularly huge and abrupt pilot ships, with flags flying and imposing momentum, and two people stood at the front of the bow of the ship.

It seems to be looking at me too.
Chapter completed!