Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 535 Goodbye

Wolf Wu looked at the girl who couldn't help crying with a complicated expression.

He didn't even know what just happened.Didn't expect it to end like this.Ningxia survived in the end, but for some reason she seemed so sad... so sad.

"Chonghuan...who is it? Just now...is there anyone else inside?" He asked softly when the girl's mood calmed down, but he still didn't release the restraint.

The third brother has already gone to the front to investigate. Before it is determined, it is still very dangerous there.He couldn't let Ningxia run over, because he was afraid that there was still some danger hidden, otherwise, wouldn't this person be saved in vain?Although people don't seem to be saved by them...

The incident just now happened suddenly, and they are still confused now, but they can see clearly the whole process.

At that time, Wan Ziming had a disagreement and was about to kill Ningxia, with blood splattered on the spot.

Judging from the situation at the time, even if they were twice as fast, they wouldn't necessarily be able to save Ningxia.If there were no accidents, Ningxia would have to die alone.

Unexpectedly, before Wan Ziming could cut off Ningxia's head with his sword, he would be stabbed to death by a sword from nowhere.This is definitely not Ningxia's hand, how should she do it from that angle?

When he checked Ningxia's condition just now, it was even more unlikely.Ningxia was seriously injured, lost too much blood, the wound was inflamed, her body was hot, her spiritual energy was empty, and she even seemed to be overdrawn.

How could such a little cultivator succeed in attacking a real Jindan?At that time, the scattered people were not injured.

Besides, Wan Ziming's death is really weird.It was unheard of, unseen, that they didn't even know what was going on.

The black fog was too weird, and the sword was too weird.

Why did Wan Ziming struggle for so long before he died after being pierced through his heart by a sword?And why is this person... only a corpse remains after he dies?

Also, if he remembered correctly, Wan Ziming only kidnapped Ningxia.After they surrounded each other, they only saw Ningxia and Qianmian Sanren. There was no one else, so he was sure.

But who was the last person Ningxia was desperately calling for?Who does she want to pounce back to save?

The one named Chonghuan can't be Wan Ziming, right?Wolf Five sneered at his whimsy.

What happened tonight was so unbelievable that Lang Wu felt that this fellow Daoist Ning, who could be regarded as an acquaintance, was also covered with a veil.

This man, he doesn't seem to be able to see clearly.Wolf Wu looked at Ningxia with a complicated look.

"Who is Chonghuan?" Ningxia, who was temporarily imprisoned, glanced at Langwu absentmindedly.From this angle, he could clearly see the sadness and despair flashing in the girl's eyes, as well as the helpless self-blame, and Lang Wu, who was about to say it, suddenly couldn't say it again.

No, there is nothing left.She scoured the soul again and again, and even shouted loudly again and again, but no one responded to him.

There is no longer the other end of the implication in the soul.It's clean, there's really nothing left, like nothing ever happened.

This thing she had always dreamed of, came true in a way she couldn't accept.Let her get her wish while suffering.

Chonghuan is really gone.

Ningxia knew very well.No false alarm, no joke, no hope...he's still alive.

Her friend left her in such a ludicrous way.She didn't even have time to say goodbye to him...

Hearing Lang Wu's question, she opened her mouth and wanted to tell him that Chonghuan was her friend and best friend.

But looking at the skeleton coming this way, at the skeleton being carried over, at the dim sword stuck in the white rib... She choked, and suddenly she couldn't say anything.

Who is Chonghuan?

Li Sacred Veins?He is a man, he was a man, and he can no longer be a man.And they didn't know that, except for her, Xie Shi, and Chonghuan himself, no one knew that there was such a person in this world as Chonghuan.

She was sadly unable to tell anyone that her friend had just lost her life and could never come back.

She didn't even dare to tell others that the sword was her friend.

"He...is my sword." Ning Xia choked out the bleak long sword from the bones, crying like a three-year-old child.No matter how reckless he was in his arms, no one would let go, as if he could still feel the pulse of life.

Lang Sanlangwu and others didn't know what she was sad about, they just watched the child cry in silence, and no one spoke for a while.

After crying a lot, she completely lost her strength, all the fatigue came up, and she didn't want to do anything. The daze and pain overwhelmed her, and she was half lying in the arms of Langwu.

He was still holding the sword tightly in his arms, and no one could draw it out.

Lang Wu was afraid that she would be stabbed by hugging her too tightly. Seeing that the person had fallen asleep, he wanted to draw out the sword carefully.I didn't want the other party to hug her too tightly, so she wouldn't let go.

He sighed and looked at Lang San: "Let's go. Let's go back first. She needs to take good care of her injuries, and if she drags it on, she will burn out. Ask when she wakes up."

"it is good."

Wolf Three Wolf Five led the mighty greedy wolf disciples back to Lianwu City, with one severely injured and one dead.There are still a lot of things waiting for them to deal with when they go back, I'm afraid they can only stay overnight.

Lang Wu, who put Ningxia into the carriage, sighed again.

No one noticed that Ningxia was holding that sword, even if it was close to the skin, under such a close condition, it never hurt Ningxia.

Its blade was as dull as his current blade, losing its former sharpness.Or lost his soul.

"Chonghuan..."

the last time.

Really...bye bye.

No one heard it, someone in the spacious carriage let out a sigh, softly, with regret and pity.Then it disappeared with the wind, as if nothing had ever appeared.

A tear overflowed from the corner of Ningxia's tightly closed eyes, slowly swept across her face, and sank into her temples.

Goodbye.

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Wu family secret room
There was a gust of wind in the closed dark room, rolling incessantly, with a dash of vigor, as if clamoring for something, expressing its dissatisfaction.

And someone sitting in the room didn't even move the corner of his eyes, the old god was sitting on the couch on the ground.

There was a long sword suspended in front of him, the gorgeous scabbard was shaking violently, the strange wind whistled, trembling with excitement as if there was life, making a sonorous sword cry.It seems that there is something in it that can't be sealed and pops out.

"Okay, good, good! I'm finally back. I've really been told to wait long enough." Xuanyi monk was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and his flat and calm face twisted into a weird expression.

"I've been waiting for this day for years."

　Well, a 30-meter broadsword????.Chong Huan's identity is not simple, there are many hints, and it was also mentioned earlier that he is destined to leave Ningxia, and it has something to do with the plot, so just pick up and run away (˙o˙)

　　
　
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