The language of color in Ye Luoli's Fairy Dream

Chapter 173 The Sorrow of Color 2 - Endless Sadness

Yan Nian closed her eyes, suppressed her tears, ignored the pain in her heart, and said:
"So what? Only one of us can live today."

"If you really want to fight, take back your guardian spirit and fight me with all your strength."

Su Li looked at Yan Nian, but felt lost in his heart. The little girl he was protecting had finally grown up...

Seeing her hesitation, Su Li spoke again:
"I won't do anything to them. As long as you win today, I will no longer disturb the fairyland and the human world."

Yan Nian agreed, "Okay."

Protecting the guardian spirit, Yan Nian wanted to go forward to fight Su Li, but Yan Lingmo held her back,

"Nian Nian, be careful."

"Your Highness, I'll wait for you." Ye Bai also stepped forward and said a word, and then retreated with Yan Lingmo.

Ling Lie and Shi Jian also stepped aside.

Yan Nian looked at Su Li, and finally conjured up his own jade flute, pointing at him.

Su Li smiled, and also took out his own weapon. The jade flute, which was not much different from Yan Nian, looked like a pair.

The two were evenly matched, but the people outside the arena were in a hurry.

A glint of light flashed in Shi Yu's eyes, and a ray of white light flashed on his fingertips.

Then what everyone saw was that Shi Jian suddenly attacked Yan Nian's back, Ye Bai and the others all reminded and flew forward.

"Uh……"

With a painful murmur, Yan Nian was also scratched on his shoulder due to distraction.

However, what she saw when she turned around was the sins of her life.

"Amo—"

Yan Nian's pupils shrank sharply, and he hurriedly went to catch Yan Lingmo, who was stabbed in the vital part by Shi Jian's sword, tears fell directly.

"Ah Mo, Ah Mo, I will save you, I will save you..."

Yan Nian hugged her and fell to the ground, channeling her spiritual power into the wound, but she couldn't stop the bleeding.

"Sister, don't be afraid, brother is here, you will be fine!"

Huoliaoye lost his usual rage and uncertainty, and comforted Yan Lingmo with red eyes.

"Brother, I, I know my situation, I, I'm not afraid."

When Yan Lingmo opened his mouth, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Yan Nian kept using spiritual power to heal her, but it was useless, useless.

"How can it be useless, stop it! Stop passing by..."

Yan Nian cried and begged, humble and desperate.

"Nian Nian, don't waste your efforts, the heart, the heart is fatal, you can't save it."

"Amo, I can save you, I can save you..."

Yan Nian's own spiritual power was running low, and now she was healing Yan Lingmo's wound, and the wound she forcibly suppressed exploded.

"Cough, cough!"

Yan Nian spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was as pale as paper

But she couldn't care less, she was still giving spiritual power to Yan Lingmo in her arms.

Now she has only one thought, which is to save Yan Lingmo, and save her at all costs.

"Nian Nian, Nian Nian, don't be like this..."

Yan Lingmo was supported by Yan Nian's spiritual power, but the lifelessness in her eyes grew more and more, she raised her hand to grab Yan Nian's hand, preventing her from losing any more spiritual power.

"Amo, I'm sorry, I can't save you, I can't save you...I'm sorry..."

Yan Nian was scared and blamed herself. There are so many fairies, but only Sister Ran and Ah Mo treat her best, thinking about herself all the time.

I am really afraid, really afraid that Ah Mo will die...

"Nian Nian, don't cry, I like seeing Nian Nian smile the most, Nian Nian's smile is the most beautiful and true..."

"Okay, okay, I won't cry, I'll show you a smile, I'll laugh."

Yan Nian was crying, her forced smile was full of endless sadness.

"Nian Nian, don't be afraid, don't complain, don't hate, live well, live well..."

Yan Lingmo's hand slipped from Yan Nian's, and those beautiful eyes closed, unable to open, never opened again.

"Sister..." Huoliaoye trembled, tears streaming down his face.

Xina and the others wept silently, but did not cry out, they were afraid of irritating the person who was holding Yan Lingmo in a daze.

"Amo, let's... let's stop joking, okay..."

Yan Nian didn't shed tears, she didn't cry anymore, she smiled softly, her eyes were dull.

In those eyes that were originally full of light, there was only pure darkness and a calm like stagnant water.

"Amo..."

I know I was wrong, I shouldn't be greedy, I shouldn't be greedy for the time spent with elder brother, I shouldn't...

Yan Lingmo's body began to glow faintly, and then...

A little bit becomes transparent, a little bit becomes red fluorescent, a little bit...

go away.

"Ah Mo, no, Ah Mo, Ah Mo..."

"No... Ah Mo!"

　I made a mistake yesterday, today I posted a chapter of water

　　
　
(End of this chapter)