Love him and endure the cold

Han Jingxiao frowned, no good!Could this Wu Yan want to imitate Cheng Xian from back then?But how is this possible?He is ruthless to himself!How could he die for himself!

No matter how much Juechen swordsmanship wants to keep this moment and make it eternal, no matter how many sword moves are changed, there will always be a time when the dance is exhausted. For a moment, all the sword energy around Wu Yan will suddenly disappear.

Han Jingxiao was taken aback for a moment, and then found that all the sword energy suddenly increased after disappearing.Wu Yan's figure leaped in mid-air like an exiled immortal. Han Jingxiao raised his head, and then gathered all his internal energy to resist with all his strength with the Huari Knife, but suddenly opened his eyes wide in the next instant.

Wuyan's sword pointed at his heart, and the outcome was decided... Han Jingxiao was stunned, all this happened and ended in an instant, could this Juechen sword really be his nemesis?Could it be that even if I want to sacrifice my life, I can't die with him?

Not reconciled, how can I be reconciled!

It seemed that there was a wind blowing, Han Jingxiao saw Wu Yan's hair fluttering around his cheeks, Wu Yan's smile suddenly became a little distant, and gradually overlapped with certain moments and certain pictures in his memory...

But Wu Yan, who had been smiling in front of him, suddenly became unstable, opened his mouth, and blood gushed out like a spring.Powerless to clenched the sword in his hand again, the Juechen sword made a crisp sound when it landed, shaking Han Jingxiao almost unable to stand still.

However, the one who fell first was speechless after all...

Looking at the man who was about to collapse suddenly for some unknown reason, Han Jingxiao dropped the Huari Knife, and subconsciously hugged his limp body and knelt on the ground.

"You...what's the matter with you..." Han Jingxiao took Wuyan's pulse, and the pulse showed signs of decay. He didn't hurt him just now!

Why is it that the person who was fighting for life and death just a moment ago suddenly died suddenly...

Silently looking at Han Jingxiao, the smile is so miserable that people can't look directly...

"In fact, no one knows, not even Wuyu... the last move of Juechen's sword art... In fact, that sword move is not only a killing move as it appears on the surface, but the real meaning is exhaustion. All the internal energy of a person is aimed at the opponent... But... If you can't kill someone, you have to hurt yourself... It is impossible for Wushang back then to have the heart to kill Yueyan... So this is the last move of the Juechen swordsmanship , is sacrifice..."

Blood kept spilling out of his mouth, and Han Jingxiao suddenly felt that something was rushing out of his chest clamoringly, his heart seemed to be blocked by something and was about to burst.

Silently tried to make his breathing more steady.Gently raised his arm and grabbed Han Jingxiao's sleeve.

"Wu Shang is reluctant to hurt Yueyan, and I am also reluctant to hurt you... Wushang really has deep feelings for Yueyan, he can't bear to kill Yueyan, and he knows that the other party must not be able to bear the pain of killing himself... So, He would rather die by his own hands..."

If you don't want to part with it, you will be separated forever... Wushang not only poured all his feelings into the Juechen Sword, but even passed down this feeling along the way.Wuyu's temperament is different from Wuyan's, he would rather be reborn with the one he loves...

Therefore, Wu Yan is destined to be able to practice the Juechen Sword...Wu Yu is not mistaken, and only a person like Wu Yan who only thinks about others can perfectly understand the mood of Wushang back then ...

However, if other people could know the meaning of the last move of Juechen Sword Art earlier, no one would be willing to let Wu Yan comprehend it...

In fact, Wu Yan could choose to stab that sword into Han Jingxiao's chest, so that all the internal force and sword energy poured into Han Jingxiao's body would be injected into Han Jingxiao's body, but he chose to stand where he was, just like that Waiting for all that power to retreat back into his body...

Wu Yan's medical skills are unparalleled, if someone else suffered such an internal injury, he might have a way to save him, but now that he is like this...he believes that there is no other person in this world who can save him...In fact, the ending has already happened doomed...

"Yan...why...why do you still do this at this moment?! You make me feel ironic...really ironic!" Han Jingxiao roared out of control.

Wu Yan suddenly started coughing, Han Jingxiao restrained his mind and put his hand on his chest, and his internal energy was transported there.

"Stop talking!" Han Jingxiao frowned deeply.

"If you don't say it...it's too late...Xiao, I hope that all the flirtations between us will disappear with my departure, don't change yourself because of your hatred for me..."

227. Cowardly

Smiling silently, looking at the sky, I don't know what I saw.

"Since ancient times, good and evil have been incompatible. How many people have sacrificed a lot of people with many feelings for such a sentence... In fact, what does it matter whether it is good or evil? Everyone just has a different position..."

"Back then, if Cheng Xian and Yue Yan hadn't been obsessed with opposing identities, there would not have been obsessions that lasted for hundreds of years... Han Xiu wouldn't have to be forced by his father to become more and more distorted, and you wouldn't either. Born in such an environment..."

Han Jingxiao tightly clenched his fists, the person in his arms who was looking up at the sky seemed to have lost focus of his eyes, his expression seemed to have seen through everything, showing that damn dead silence!

"But... if there is no Yue Yan, no Han Xiu, we would not have met... In the end, people are contradictory, aren't they... But if... if I could have known earlier that we would have Such an ending... I would rather not know you..."

Wu Yan looked at Han Jingxiao again.

Looking at the smiling appearance in Han Jingxiao's eyes, it seems that they are still the two people who loved each other deeply before, and they have never changed...

"Xiao, if I die, you must forget me... I know, if you killed me with your own hands, it would definitely be more painful for you, but the situation is not much better now... So I, Taoist Mu Chen, will Blindly took the medicine and buried it somewhere, if you are willing to forgive me, if you can let go of everything, you will only remember yourself, **, and even Han Xiu, but you will not remember me..."

Han Jingxiao took a sudden breath, forgot?forget!

In fact, isn't it good to forget... If you forget, you really don't have to suffer anymore.He always wanted to completely forget everything, didn't he?

There was a constant cry in his heart, Han Jingxiao knew that he should leave here quickly, and then go find the medicine and drink it, so that he will be free in the future and will no longer have weaknesses.What Yue Yan and Han Xiu couldn't do, he can do!

From now on, he no longer has to pay attention to anyone in the world!He can be the leader of his world with peace of mind!

But why can't I leave... Not only the heart, but even the body has been completely dominated by the person in my arms... Obviously the heart is dead, but why does it still hurt...

"Good and evil, is it really that important... Is it really that important who rules the world... Why have people from the Huari Sect refused to give up for hundreds of years... Wuyu is free, what about us... "

When the word "we" was said, a wound was torn open in Han Jingxiao's heart.Blood was dripping dripping, and what I had been reluctant to see and understand for a long time became clear in an instant.

"Why? Why are you always so cruel..."

"Xiao, do you remember that flute I played for you before?" Wu Yan already felt that his vision was getting blurred, he could only try his best to make himself see more clearly, and wanted to hold on to the flute in the last time. Remember the person in front of you...

If there is an afterlife, then there will be no mistake...

Wu Yan now feels that he must have owed Han Jingxiao in his previous life, and he will pay off the debt in this life...

He really never blamed Han Jingxiao... It is said that people's moods are the clearest when they are about to die. This is really true...

His thoughts went through the past few years. When Han Jingxiao didn't realize his existence and was hugging someone else, he didn't blame him... because he knew that the distance between himself and Han Jingxiao was too far... In fact, there was something he I never told Han Jingxiao...

"Xiao, that song was taught by my father...it's called Taiping Tune...My father and my mother, although their martial arts are not weak, they don't want to live a bloody life in the rivers and lakes. They just want to find a A place where I can spend my whole life quietly... That's why my father always told me that as long as I can live my life peacefully, that's fine... So, he often plays this song, and you like it too, right?"

"Stop talking! Shut up!" Han Jingxiao picked up Wuyan and headed towards the forbidden area of ​​the Huari Sect. At this moment, he was completely irrational, and the only thing he knew was not to let Wuyan die!

"Actually, a person's sword moves and rhyme can convey a certain kind of breath. The Taiping tune conveys the yearning for a peaceful life. Since you like it, it means, it means..." Wu Yan suddenly began to pant violently.

"It means that you actually yearn for a peaceful life... Huarijiao... is not suitable for you... Hanxiu is dead, and so am I... From now on, you will be free... No one will persecute you anymore... ...Xiao, remember what I said... put everything down, and you will find the place where I buried the medicine..."

"I said, shut up! Why are you always disobedient!"

Han Jingxiao's roar spread far away, Jun Yinghong and his party heard it, looked at each other, and speeded up their steps with solemn expressions.

"Xiao, good and evil... these two words seem very simple..." Wu Yan's eyes could no longer see everything in front of him, he could only look in the direction of Han Jingxiao based on his own feelings.

"Xiao, in fact, the relationship between two people, originally