The setting sun is like gold.

Thousands of miles of peach blossom, Weiran blooming, beautiful.

A huge Black Sea East Green through the sky, flying.

The man with white clothes like snow stands on the carved back, and his clothes are fluttering like a man of heaven.

Haidongqing stops under a peach blossom tree.

There, is lying quietly a beautiful young man.

His face was calm and serene, and his lips were slightly upturned. He seemed to be dreaming of a beautiful dream.

The man in white gazed at the young man under the peach blossom tree and did not speak for a long time.

Peach blossoms flutter and fall, falling on the face of the handsome youth, on the body.

"I was born for you, and when you are dead, I am no longer." The man in white whispers, and his silver mask glows with warmth in the setting sun.

His eyes are clear and bright. He sits beside the handsome boy with his knees crossed. He cuts his wrist and feeds Chu Shaoyang with blood.

The man in white has a special constitution. He was fed with various poisons since childhood. The poison has penetrated into the viscera and even into the bone marrow.

His blood is so poisonous that even Shen Ning can't dissolve it.

If an ordinary person had only a drop of his blood, he would bleed from his seven orifices and rot to death.

Although Shen Ning tried his best to expel the poison for him, up to now, he still had eleven kinds of the most difficult poisons in his body, which infiltrated into his eight meridians, and even Shen Ning was helpless.

Blood trickled into Chu Shaoyang's mouth.

The man in white shivered and began to feel cold.

He is a man of great skill. He has never been afraid of cold and heat. At this time, he felt cold for the first time, which is the reason why he lost too much blood.

But after feeding so much blood, Chu Shaoyang was still motionless. Touching his pulse, he had no vitality at all.

"How could that happen?"

The man in white murmured. He remembered what the man who had given him poison had said. As long as Chu Shaoyang had a trace of breath, his blood could save him.

His blood is poisonous to others, but to Chu Shaoyang, it is a good medicine to live.

Is that man lying to him?

The man in white lowers his head and looks at Chu Shaoyang, who has no life. He suddenly thinks of something.

"Is it that you have no worries and really left?"

If this is the case, then he is drained of all the blood in the body, also can not save him.

Men in white have seen all the joys and sorrows of life.

His only obstacle in the world of mortals is Chu Shaoyang.

It is for this reason that he has lived to this day like a walking corpse.

But now his mission is done.

The man in white suddenly raised his head and made a clear roar and stood up.

As soon as he raised his hand, he took off the silver mask and threw it away from the distance.

It's like shaking off a heavy shackle.

From then on, he never owed anyone anything.

He should pay it back. He should pay it back.

Nothing to worry about.

Yes, Chu Shaoyang has left with nothing to worry about. Now it's his turn.

It's just that he's going to the same place as Chu Shaoyang.

The man in white drew up the corner of his lips, and for the first time he really laughed.

No one can see his smile, and no one knows what he looks like.

He waved, haidongqing flew to him.

The man in white leaped on the carved back, and his white clothes fluttered like white snowflakes.

He looked down at Chu Shaoyang for the last time.

The falling peach petals fall like rain, covering the beautiful youth in their sleep, forming a beautiful peach blossom tomb.

Haidong green rose to the sky and flew towards the sunset.

In the flowing color all over the sky, haidongqing quickly turned into a small black spot.

The man on the back of the sculpture is flying in white, like flying in the air.

No one ever saw him again.

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