Xianghe

"I want you to stay, I want you to be by my side all the time, I...I want you—"

thump...thump...

The jumping speed was so fast that the person who buried his head tightly in front of his chest felt that something was wrong. He was obviously ashamed to death, but still poked his head out from his embrace, wanting to look at him quietly.

He said...he wanted me to stay...

He said...he wants me...

Does this mean that I already have a big place in his heart.

From the beginning, this person didn't even remember himself, but later on, he was finally willing to be his partner, and then, under all kinds of stalking by himself, he finally said that he liked himself.

And now, when I am worthless and can no longer force him, finally, finally...

but--

But it's just now, and it's just now that I have become this burden.

I can't give him anything, I can't help him with anything, I will only be a burden, and this is the moment when I can't stay by his side the most.

"sorry."

It's my turn to say I'm sorry.

Obviously this person can say these three words over and over again without any burden, but I feel that I have exhausted all my strength just by saying it once.

This may be the last chance, and it is also giving up all my hard work in the past hundred years. I like you so much, but I finally want to give up on you.

A sigh, as if it was a thousand weights.

To myself, to this person.

I saw half of this person's head protruding slightly from his arms, and suddenly fell down.

The tears that had stopped just now seemed to be showing signs of reappearing at this moment.

The softness in the hearts of those who watched it was overwhelming.

Forbearance, forbearance, it will be over soon, as long as you hold back this step, you will never——

"I see……"

But when he was so hard to restrain himself, this person lowered his head and agreed to Yuan Qinghui's departure.

He left Yuan Qinghui's arms with his head lowered, and he couldn't see his expression, but he only needed the top of his head to make people feel that he was so sad.

Finally got freedom, finally able to leave, but there is no sense of relief at all, some are just as heavy as a lead injection, and it is difficult to even lift your feet.

I don't want to either...

But his feet are still walking like an outer cave step by step, step by step, away from his original vision.

"I know... I'm not qualified to tell you these things..."

But ah, he had already agreed, but this person didn't let him feel at ease before leaving, insisting on saying something to disturb his determination.

"I caused you to become like this. I was the one who caused you to fall into this state for the first time. Now that you have worked hard for a hundred years, you finally gained the strength and status just to help me. All of them are gone. I know, You are actually very concerned about these things. I caused you to have nothing. You should leave me as a cursed star, but even if this is the case, I know that I have gone too far. Asking you, or wanting you...to stay."

When turning around, Yuan Qinghui saw Xianghe who had squatted on the ground because of being too sad, hugging her shoulders tightly, like a helpless baby, already crying hard.

It turned out that the reason why he let himself leave coincided with himself so much.

Yuan Qinghui felt that he would be a drag on Xianghe, so he wanted to leave, and Xianghe felt that he was a drag on Yuan Qinghui, so he was willing to let Yuan Qinghui leave.

Almost, just a little bit.

Fortunately, this person is not as tolerant as Yuan Qinghui, he is a person who will overflow with a little emotion.

It's ok, ok, I heard what you said.

It's okay, okay, I have a chance to turn around and hug you.

I don't remember who took the initiative first, or it may be the mutual induction between each other. From the moment Yuan Qinghui turned around and hugged Xianghe, he was out of control and unable to leave.

"Xianghe..."

Leaving the gap between the man's lips, Yuan Qinghui called out the name of the man in his arms emotionally. Xianghe's consciousness seemed to be more hazy than his own, and he didn't have so much spare energy to deal with it, but just followed the instinct of the body Tightly hooking Yuan Qinghui's neck, when Yuan Qinghui left to catch his breath, he would come closer again, forcing Yuan Qinghui to be as incapable of thinking as he was...

At this moment, in the eyes of the heart, the two of them only have each other.

Even outside the cave, a small animal who limped back to take a peek couldn't hear the giggle.

Although he stayed, in fact, Yuan Qinghui with this appearance could do nothing but stay by Xianghe's side.

It takes a lot of effort to prevent myself from becoming a burden to Xianghe, but not being able to help Xianghe a little is enough to make Xianghe feel anxious.

Xianghe finally started to absorb the things collected earlier.

It is not difficult to absorb what he said, but Yuan Qinghui, who was watching from the side, was still anxious enough.

He couldn't use external force to help him like he did to the old monster the first time, so he could only look at Xianghe anxiously.

Yes, it is indeed not difficult to absorb, but there must be a comparison.

It's not that the absorption has become easier, it's just that this person's body has become stronger, so there is an illusion of simplicity, but in fact, such pain, any ordinary person would be fatal if he tasted it.

Compared with the first time, Xianghe didn't have any mana on her body, absorbing the old monster's heart was like killing him, now Xianghe at least has a certain amount of power, and her body has become much stronger, It's not as difficult as before, but Yuan Qinghui's body is covered in cold sweat from the light that is so strong that it seems to tear the thin man apart. If possible, I just want to take this man through it.

But now, he can't do anything except watch that person work hard alone.

It used to be a bustling group of people, but now, walking, dying, useless, Xianghe, who used to have the lowest force value, has finally grown up gradually with the support of everyone, and has become the center of everyone. The strongest has become the last hope of the whole world.

This person is what I hoped for.

At this moment, our Lord Hope is like a ray of light that people see in the desperate rainstorm. It flickers and flickers, and it always feels like it is about to go out.

Yuan Qinghui's heart was clenched as he watched from the sidelines, watching Xianghe's body gleaming with gold, green, white, and red lights, every time the light changed, Xianghe would feel pain all over his body. His face was all wrinkled, and Yuan Qinghui looked terribly worried, and when Xianghe finally got used to the stimulation of one kind of light, the pain of another kind of light would make him suffer again and again.

This world is really hard to save.

There is no shortcut to being a god, it is just a little faster than others, but only after shedding a layer of skin can one be qualified to ascend.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, there have been eight rounds, and there have been eight changes. Why haven't these changes of light come to an end?Already clearly felt that the radiance on Xiang He's body was getting stronger and stronger, even at a distance of ten steps away, it was even difficult to breathe because of the overwhelming coercion, so Yuan Qinghui had to take a few steps back.

This is the attitude that a mortal should have in front of the gods, and this is the true strength that his Xianghe should have.

It's just a little bit away, just the last one, and soon, his Xianghe will transform!

It will be successful, and they must be successful too!

"Ah—" I saw that the light on Xianghe's body suddenly reached its peak at a certain moment, and a gust of wind suddenly blew up around him, causing Yuan Qinghui, who was more than ten steps away, to be directly swept up into the sky by the gust of wind.

Yuan Qinghui yelled that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to really make a sound. At this moment, Xianghe is in a critical period, and his mind must be absolutely single-minded. A little mistake could kill him.

The strong wind swirled Yuan Qinghui violently in the air, and the wind blade even scratched Yuan Qinghui's body. A wind blade was a red gap.

The human body is very fragile, not to mention Yuan Qinghui's body, which was originally broken into pieces and glued together, is extraordinarily weak, even being hugged heavily by the person he likes will be unbearable. , In such a strong wind, the blood all over his body was swept by the wind blade, but he didn't even make a sound.

But the matter is not over yet, the wind blade is not the point, the point is——

The light on Xiang He's body finally dissipated slowly, accompanied by the wind that gradually subsided...

The moment the gust of wind disappeared, Yuan Qinghui was in mid-air at a height of tens of meters.

Finally, those wind blades didn't hurt him any more, he couldn't even breathe in the wind circle, he finally got a chance to breathe after holding his breath for a long time, and he wasn't hurt by the wind blades that wiped his body any more. After Yuan Qinghui finally got the chance to slowly open his eyes, he was so frightened by the violent fall that he closed his eyes again.

"Clap."

It wasn't the booming sound when it fell from a high place, but the gentle and gentle sound when it fell on something soft.

A familiar fragrance wafted from the top of Yuan Qinghui's head. The reassuring smell made Yuan Qinghui know what happened without opening his eyes.

Although his body was full of scars, Yuan Qinghui still struggled to get down from Xianghe's arms, and stood on the ground with force. Xianghe was worried, and was about to reach out to support him, but was caught by him arms.

I don't know where the strength came from, so that he can fish such a powerful Xianghe at this moment.

Xianghe hugged Yuan Qinghui's waist tightly.

Distressed?Are you sorry?Do you regret it?Without looking at his face, just touching his slightly trembling body, Yuan Qinghui knew what Xianghe was thinking at the moment.

However, those emotions, his Xianghe, are all unnecessary.

He embraced Xianghe, his whole body almost fell on Xianghe's body, put one hand on the top of Xianghe's head, and whispered in Xianghe's ear: "Congratulations, my Lord Shennong."