Mao'er looked at Jun Mo Jue, as if he wanted to carve her appearance into the depths of his mind...

"Mo Jue, Qing Wu, he remembered me..."

…

"ah……!"

"Ah...! Ah...!"

"why why?"

"Why?"

"Why"?"

Whose roar resounded in every corner of the square, like a lone wolf who had lost his partner, desolate and sad...

Whose shouts hit everyone's chest, making people cry in pain for no reason...

This man can't survive, he can't survive...

"Qingcheng, Qingcheng..."

Kneeling on his knees, the light in his eyes extinguished little by little. If he had never given him hope, then he would not have this moment of despair. It was only a little bit short...

Just a little bit different, why why...

Why doesn't God want to help him... Why?

…

Mao'er is such a strong woman. At this moment, she burst into tears...

Which strong man kneels on his knees, complaining to the sky of dissatisfaction; which regretful man has sad eyes, regretting the forgetfulness of these days...

…

"Qingcheng, don't go, don't go..."

Ye Wuqing looked at Mao'er's tearful eyes. His footsteps seemed to be nailed to the spot. Who is it? Who is it? Why, why... Happiness is so close to him, but when he is so close, he forgets what he loves most

woman, why...

Just a little bit, just a little bit away... The woman he loves is about to get married to someone else, just a little bit away...

But did he lose her in the end?

No, if he loses his beloved Qingcheng, then he will die, he will really die...

…

Ruthless, you still thought of me at the last moment, right?

Ruthless, you finally lived up to my expectations, right?

But, what is causing trouble? We are just a little bit away from getting married...

now……

…

The flowers are still floating, and three peerless men and women have composed a true love legend. Whose face is wet with tears, and who cannot bear to look away...

…

"Qingcheng, don't go, don't go..."

"Qingcheng, forgive me, forgive me..."

Those heart-wrenching sounds, the cries from the depths of the soul... Finally, Mao'er lowered his head, looked at Jun Mo Jue, looked at the man who seemed to have lost all his soul, and then lightly opened his cherry lips: "Mo Jue"

Jue, ruthless, he remembered me..."

…

Just with this sentence, Jun Mo Jue put down the hand holding Mao'er dejectedly. The look in his eyes was extinguishing. He was already missing a hand and only had one arm left. He was holding on to the ground with such difficulty.

stand up...

But, I fell down...

After standing up, I fell again...

I tried it once and still fell down...

All the strength in the body was drained away when Mao'er said those words...

…

The flowers in the sky are beautiful, composing this tragic love song...

Finally, the cat helped him and pulled him up, but his eyes lost all focus, and they were so hollow that it was scary...

Qingcheng, do you know how much I love you? Do you know that I sacrificed my life to keep you by my side? Do you know that I really can’t live without you...

But, you don’t want me anymore, you really don’t want me anymore…

Even if I do too much, you don’t want me anymore...

I made a mistake just once, just once... Why don't you want me anymore...

I still remember how arrogant and domineering you were back then, and I also remember the way you blocked an arrow for me. Now, why has everything changed? Everything has changed...

Qingcheng, what should I do without you...

…

"ah……"

"Oh my god..."!

"Woooo..."

Who exclaimed, whose eyes widened instantly...

Among the snowflakes flying all over the sky, whose hair turns white inch by inch, with roots like snow...

"Mo Jue, Jun Mo Jue!"

The cat grabbed his arm in fright, looking at his empty eyes that didn't know where to look, it felt its heart palpitate for the first time...

suddenly……

Just under Mao'er's crying cry, it seemed that his soul had gone far away and he came back instantly. The silver-gray eyes gradually turned gray, no longer radiant, without any figure, but the eyeballs

It can rotate, he looked at the cat...

Raise your arms...

He raised his only remaining arm, caressed her cheek, and wiped away the tears that rolled down, "Qingcheng, don't cry..."

"Qingcheng, who bullied you..."

Those words of murmuring... struck someone's heart...

"Qingcheng, I only have one arm left. If you keep crying, what will I do?"

"I'm too busy..."

"Qingcheng, stop crying..."

Every sentence seems to be explaining something...

The cat was frightened and frightened. She stretched out her hand to grab something, but everything was empty...

"Mo Jue, Mo Jue..."

"Mo Jue, Mo Jue..."

"Mo Jue, Mo Jue..."

She called him and kept calling, but he seemed to be unable to hear her. Only her hand was still wiping mechanically...

…

"Stop crying, Qingcheng..."

"Qingcheng, please stop crying, okay..."

Muttering, except for this sentence, there is nothing else...

And in Mao'er's wide-open eyes of disbelief, two lines of blood tears slowly flowed out of Jun Mo Jue's eyes... shocking everyone...

He has a pair of silver-gray flowing eyes, which are often a little demonic. They are incredibly beautiful and twinkling, and seem to be dark-hearted... At this moment, the bright red color fell from his eyes, and those silver-gray eyes

There is no color anymore, only gray and white...

"Sky, why is it so dark!"

"Qingcheng, it's dark, why did it suddenly get dark!"

Another murmur made Mao'er's heart suffocate. He then raised his hand and put it in front of Jun Mojue's eyes, only to find that he was motionless...

Those eyes were motionless...
To be continued...