"No, no...no!"

An Ning rode a horse and saw a bloody man from afar. He was pierced by countless sharp swords, standing proudly under the night.

The next moment.

The sharp sword was pulled out of his body.

Blood spilled into the sky.

He fell down.

He fell heavily to the ground.

He closed his eyes heavily.

"No!"

An Ning jumped off the horse's back frantically, and staggered, and fell directly beside Lin Zicheng.

All over his body was covered in blood.

His whole body was flowing constantly from his body.

"Lin Zi... No, you can't die, Xiao Jinxing, don't die..." An Ning's eyes were blurred with tears, "Didn't you say you won't leave me again? Didn't you agree..."

Tears were crazy.

The hands were trembling.

He was trembling, not sure how to touch him.

He had so many wounds that she had no idea where to heal him.

Her tears hit his bloody cheeks one by one.

She could hardly tell whether the person in front of her was Lin Zicheng or not? Or was it, Xiao Jinxing?!

Her trembling fingers gently placed them between his breath...

That moment.

The sky seemed to fall, it really fell.

She even felt that there was darkness in front of her.

Her body was almost overturned.

It turns out that my heart can hurt this point.

It hurts, as if it is destroying the world.

"I regret..." An Ning whispered in Lin Zichan's ear with a trembling voice, "I regret choosing him, I regret abandoning you, I really regret..."

But he can no longer hear it.

I can't hear her regret.

An Ning suddenly picked up Lin Zizhe tightly.

He was covered in blood.

Her body was stained with his blood.

No.

He was not dead.

He will not die.

He is so powerful that he will not fall down so easily.

She was going to take him back, she was going to perform surgery on him, she wanted to wake him up, and then told him that she would never leave him behind again, and she would never give up on him for anyone!

She tried her best to help Lin Zichan up from the ground.

She squatted down and carried him on her back. She wanted to take him away. She couldn't accept that he was just dead. He couldn't die!

An Ning dragged Lin Zizhang and walked step by step on the street...

All the places I walked through were covered with blood!

In front, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded again.

An Ning seemed to be unable to hear it.

She just wants to take Xiao Jinxing back now.

Then I will never be separated from her.

An Ning stopped in front of a horse, and she helped him up...

However, he didn't move.

An Ning doesn't have that much strength either.

But she didn't cry or make a fuss.

She just wanted to take him away.

"An Ning!"

Someone beside her called her.

He called her in a hurry.

An Ning didn't look back, as if she didn't hear it.

Now, Xiao Jinxing is the only one in her world.

He is the only one.

"An Ning!"

Fu Xingyi called him with scarlet eyes.

He was still covered with white cloth, and now some blood seemed to seep out again.

Just now, he just asked the imperial doctor to deal with it casually, but he still chased An Ning out.

He knew very well that Lin Zicheng would not have a chance to survive. He gave the order to die and dispatched so many people, Lin Zicheng must have been dead for a lifetime.

He was worried that An Ning would not accept it, so he really chose to commit suicide...

cannot.

He came here not to want such an ending.

He admitted that between his own life and Annian, he chose himself.

But he couldn't accept An Ning's death in front of him...

"An Ning, don't do this!" Fu Xingyi called her in pain.

He admitted that he was selfish and even took revenge on Xiao Jinxing.

He may not care that An Ning fell in love with other men in the days without him, but he could not accept that when he was by her side, there was someone else in her heart.

So he had to get rid of Xiao Jinxing.

He must be completely gone from their world.

From then on, only him and An Ning lived happily...

"An Ning..." Without An Ning's answer, Fu Xingyi reached out to pull her.

"Don't touch me!"

An Ning avoided it.

Fu Xingyi's fingers were stiff.

He just felt An Ning's indifference like this.

Heartache.

"He is dead." Fu Xingyi said with heartache.

An Ning didn't listen. She was still trying hard to help Lin Zizhang go up.

"No matter how high your medical skills are, people will not be able to be resurrected when they die. If you cannot save him, he no longer exists!" Fu Xingyi roared loudly.

Heartache mixed with anger.

It made his face become ferocious at this moment.

"Shut up!" An Ning roared at Fu Xingyi, "Shut up!"

"You have to accept reality. If he dies, he will die and will no longer exist. There will be no soul traveling, there will be no so-called resurrection of the corpse. Everything will end, and the between you and him will end..."

"Bang!" An Ning slapped her hands heavily on Fu Xingyi's face.

The shave with all his strength made Fu Xingyi's face turn red due to excessive blood loss.

Fu Xingyi's throat moved slightly.
To be continued...