Chapter 1715

Why are people born in the world? In order not to be willing to mediocre delusion, for the dream that can not be realized, or for The one you can never touch? ——Red Lotus & ink lotus

among the ruins, Yu Yu's lonely young girl looks very pitiful, with scattered black hair and an excessively pale face, without blood color, just like a dead person.

She climbed some tall rocks over the steep mountain, and every place she passed, her hands would leave a lot of blood on the rocks.

But there is no feeling anymore.

No matter physically or mentally, all the pain has been replaced.

She doesn't hurt. She just wants to get to where she wants to go as soon as possible, because the time is running out.

Finally, she saw a mess in front of her. According to her many years of experience, there was just a world shaking war there not long ago, and there was a residual vitality flowing quietly around.

She is familiar with all those vitality.

The sky is full of snow, which has covered half of the battlefield. Looking at the snow on the ground, her heart is half sad.

She didn't have enough clothes to protect herself from the cold. Her mouth was purple and she was stiff all the way. But when she arrived here, she seemed to feel that she was full of strength.

I quickly climbed over the rocks, stepped on the wet and slippery snow on the ground and ran there. I fell down many times on the way, but I still got up strong.

When she passed through some disordered rocks, she saw the face of the king, which was exposed from the crack in the rock, and she was unwilling to stare at her eyes. Her face was pale, blue and purple, and she had been dead for a long time.

She tightly clenched her fist and didn't look at Song MI. She just felt that such a man would die!

Red lotus hands and feet and climbed to a pile of snow, the wings of the psychedelic beast loomed outside. She pushed the huge and heavy wings hard, and peeled the snow. Slowly, little by little, she carefully cleaned out the body buried in the white snow.

When I finally saw the face that had been white and frozen, countless tears rolled down.

"Che'er, che'er......" Like waking up a sleeping lover, she whispered his name affectionately, though there was no response.

Fingers slowly rub on his cold face, slowly sketch the outline of his face, fingertips full of nostalgia and reluctant.

Only in this way can we touch him so recklessly!

She put her forehead on his face, and her tears soaked his whole face. She hugged him with both hands, but the whole embrace was colder than ice and snow.

"It's cold, isn't it? Well, if I hold you, it won't be cold. " Honglian slowly lies beside him, leaning on her side, snuggling up to him, looking up at his motionless face.

He has a smile on his face. It's a quiet and soft smile. In this life, only at the moment of death can you show such a smile.

Molian, what do you see in your dream, so happy?

"No matter who you are missing and who died, you belong to me now." Red lotus slowly said, she is not jealous, will not envy anyone!

In such a quiet world, there are only two of them.

Take out the dagger from the sleeve. Red lotus slowly points the point of the dagger at her heart, pushing it inch by inch into the hilt.