Fast Transmigration Dog Blood is All Over the World

Chapter 176 End

Within three months, Ping Yun almost resorted to various means to create a sense of presence in front of Ling Ran.

And the new year is coming slowly when the two are about to part.

Because there was no heaviness that weighed on his heart in the past, when dealing with Ping Yun, Ling Ran really got along without any burden.

When the three months were up, the eldest lady herself couldn't tell what kind of feelings she had for the young pavilion master.

Compared with the emotional entanglement between the two of them here, Yu Ling, who has been lying in bed almost all day and unable to get up on the other side, made everyone feel heavier.

The members of the Yu family didn't have much expectation for the coming New Year.

Just a few days ago, they received another letter from Yuling.

This time the young man was very resolute and told them not to visit again from now on.

It was also from this letter that they knew that Yu Ling might not survive this winter.

Every day when the new year is approaching, it is an invisible torture for the members of the Yu family.

Yuling had people around the house, even though they could forcefully break in, they didn't want the young man to be upset by such things.

At the end of their lives, as relatives, they gave each other the last heavy love.

No one went against Yu Ling's wishes to visit him.

*
When the three-month period came, the secret that had been hidden in Ping Yun's heart was finally revealed.

He could let himself have a perfect three months, but after three months passed, he still couldn't be despicable to the end.

Maybe he was still despicable, and chose such a time to tell Ling Ran about Yu Ling, so that he could stay by her side for another period of time.

The Young Pavilion Master knew that Ling Ran was bound to find the young man.

And the only person who knows the whereabouts of the young man, other than the members of the Yu family, is himself.

So Ping Yun and Ling Ran went on the road again.

It was still very cold that day, and even when we arrived at Yuling's residence, there was still snow falling from the sky.

The new year has arrived.

The Young Pavilion Master spent this year on the road with Ling Ran.

And on the first day after the new year, they saw Yu Ling.

*
On the morning of the first day of the first lunar month, the young man who had been bedridden miraculously recovered.

His complexion was no longer as gray as usual, and even his dark eyes were filled with light.

But seeing such Yu Ling, the servants all blushed in private, anyone could see that the young man was returning to life.

So when Xu Fanghui received a message from his servants that Yu Ling invited him to enjoy the snow, the cups he was holding fell to the ground and smashed to pieces.

This day has finally come.

The swordsman closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, those complicated emotions were suppressed again.

He is still a cold and unparalleled swordsman in white.

The gazebo is still the same as before, when Xu Fanghui arrived, Yu Ling was already inside.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing very thick clothes and a cloak of the same thickness, holding a heater in his hands.

Almost all items used to resist the wind and cold were placed on the youth.

This time, when the swordsman in white had just arrived, Yu Ling heard the movement.

He turned his head and saw that the young man in the pavilion was pale and slender, and the face reflected in the snow was particularly beautiful.

Xu Fanghui suddenly remembered the conversation between the two in this gazebo.

"Don't worry, if you still want to enjoy the scenery in the future, I will come to accompany you."

"Okay, I'll write down Brother Fang Hui's words first, and please be kind to me when the time comes."

"must."

What was said to be a certainty has really become a certainty.

The coldness in Xu Fanghui's eyes disappeared for the first time. When he stepped into the gazebo, a little snowflakes had fallen on his shoulders, and his clothes were also a little wet, but his eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

He was still sitting where he sat last time, and Yu Ling was next to him.

Looking from this angle, the swordsman could clearly see the profile of the young man.

"It's snowing beautifully."

Sitting in a wheelchair, he looked up at the snowflakes falling outside the pavilion. In fact, the snow had just started to fall, and the ground had not even covered the ground, so there was no scenery to enjoy.

However, Xu Fanghui just echoed Yu Ling's words: "Yes, it's beautiful."

He also looked outside.

The only difference was that the swordsman's alienated and cold face had changed. He was so gentle that even the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Like red plums blooming in the snow.

Ling Han was proud, yet lingering.

The snowflakes fell one by one, and the time passed little by little without knowing it.

Yuling called Xu Fanghui to come, as if it was really just to enjoy the snow scene.

After the sentence just now, he didn't say anything again.

The people beside him also accompanied silently.

The snow gradually covered the yard with a layer, and then another layer was covered.

The young man in the wheelchair seemed to be a little sleepy, and his eyes slowly closed in a blink of an eye.

He is always quiet.

It wasn't until the stove in his hand rolled to the ground because he had no strength to support it that there was a sound that broke the silence.

Yu Ling, who was already planning to leave this plane, heard Xu Fanghui's words.

——"I know you're not him."

As soon as these words fell, the flickering charcoal fire in the stove spread all over the floor.

The surroundings returned to silence again.

The young man was no longer breathing.

The arc of Xu Fanghui's mouth finally slowly returned to its previous appearance. He no longer smiled, but he looked at Yu Ling with such gentleness.

And Yu Ling, who had become a soul, was standing in the sky, looking at the swordsman in white.

With so many planes, Xu Fanghui was the first to see that he was not the original owner.

This kind of special made Yuling not leave immediately, but chose to wait and see.

The swordsman knew that the other party was dead when Yu Ling's breathing had just stopped.

He finally moved.

Xu Fanghui stood up slowly, and squatted in front of the young man who closed his eyes peacefully.

For the first time, those indifferent pupils did not suppress their emotions, and they were directly exposed to the other party.

There is deep love and infinite tenderness hidden in it.

"I know, you are not him."

Xu Fanghui repeated what he said just now.

When did you know that Yuling was not the former Yuling?
Before answering this question, one must first know when he fell in love with Yu Ling.

He knew that he had always liked this person.

When they met for the second time, the young man was wearing a mask and sitting in a wheelchair, and he recognized each other at a glance.

Because he was worried about Yu Ling's safety, he later took the initiative to propose to go to the Wulin League with his companions.

The several accidents he encountered on the road made him even more uneasy.

First, the young man had a high fever in the inn. The man who had lost all his disguise opened his eyes like a kitten and asked who he was. The almost coquettish tone and harmless appearance made him keep bending over to change towels. Action, dazed for a while.

On the road, he was attacked by people from the Kunwu faction. He walked a long way with a somewhat embarrassed young man on his back. During the process, the other party could only wrap his arms around him tightly because his legs were unable to exert strength, so close , and the breathing around his neck made him, who was ignorant at the time, feel extremely uncomfortable.

Especially at night when they slept together in the farmer's house, the heat spreading in the quilt made him keep his eyes open for most of the night.

The first time this unintentionally aroused love was revealed was when he accidentally bumped into Ling Ran at the corner, subconsciously felt that the waist of the other party was extraordinarily soft, but compared to the young man who was carrying it that day, it was Two different feelings.

At that time, he didn't think much about why he had such a strange association.

But what happened immediately made him fully aware of his abnormal feelings for Yu Ling.

When a person from the Kunwu faction appeared again, in order not to hurt the young man, he took a sword forcefully and scratched his right arm, and then saw Yu Ling using his own martial arts to protect Ling Ran, and the sudden surge of emotion Emotionally, the calm swordsman even stopped the movements of his hands, allowing his right arm to be scratched again.

At the most inappropriate moment, Xu Fanghui realized his feelings.

He thought he could control such emotions, but when Yu Ling asked him and Ling Ran to go to the Wulin League first, the swordsman finally realized that he couldn't control them in the days when he didn't see each other every day.

He likes that person.

I like it more than I imagined.

But he has no position.

Especially there is Ling Ran between the two of them, no one knows better than him that Ling Ran has always been the only one in Yu Ling's heart.

So he hid all his feelings in the deepest part.

He didn't let himself show any flaws.

When facing the young man, even if he really wanted to see him, he tried his best to restrain himself.

Such careful feelings were properly kept by the swordsman in white alone. He did not cause any trouble to the young man. From the beginning to the end, it was his secret love alone.

In fact, when we met for the first time, when the thin and dignified young man appeared above the inn with a casual smile, Xu Fanghui was probably tempted.

That person was wearing dark blue clothes, with a gentle aura all over his body, looking at the people below with an innocent look in his eyes, but there was a suppressed cruelty in his bones.

The snow fell harder.

This scene is still beautiful after all.

"In the next life, can you give me a chance?"

Xu Fanghui squatted in front of the young man and asked softly.

He knew that no one would answer him.

When Ling Ran and Ping Yun arrived, they saw Xu Fanghui approaching step by step with the young man in his arms.

They stood in the hallway, knowing they were late.

In the snowflakes all over the sky, the indifferent white-clothed swordsman hugged Yuling tenderly and cherishingly. His headband was blown down in the wind, and the raised hair turned white inch by inch.

When they approached Ling Ran, Xu Fanghui's black hair had all turned white.

The eldest lady looked at the other party, her lips parted slightly, but she didn't say anything.

She seemed to vaguely understand something, and the last flutter in her heart for the swordsman completely dissipated.

*
Xu Fanghui's feelings were completely out of Yu Ling's expectation.

Her original plan was just to make the heroine realize what she had done, but she never thought that the hero of this plane would become like this.

Looking at the white-haired swordsman, Yu Ling opened her clear eyes.

Is it love again?

Maybe she can find some time to experience the so-called love.

This matter, which has always been very boring in her eyes, seems to be somewhat interesting.

Yu Ling, who was in the soul state, tilted her head, and finally let Ah Xue go to the next plane without any nostalgia.

*
postscript.

After Yu Ling's death, the hero and heroine in the original plot were not together.

Ling Ran finally accepted the other party with Ping Yun's company, and they got married two years later.

Since then, the swordsman in white and the Frost Sword have disappeared from the rivers and lakes. From then on, there is only one white-headed old man who doesn't care about world affairs.

(End of this chapter)