"No - Qing'er, Ye'er." Su Li staggered, and he fell to the corner of the cliff with a deep expression. In his warm eyes, the crystal clear tears fell silently from his handsome cheeks.

His jade-like hands were deeply embedded in the stone, pressing them hard, tightly on the finger marks, but he didn't know what the pain was. The red and misty eye sockets and the crazy pain made Shangguan Yiyun trap his body in fear, and she was worried that this son would do stupid things.

"Li'er, mom knows that you are in pain, but you must not do stupid things. Mom has lost one son, Ye'er, and mom doesn't want to lose her second son." She hugged him tightly, worried that Su Li would follow Su Ye and Fang Qing to jump out of the abyss with her attention.

The hot tears flowed silently, wet Shangguan Yiyun's shoulders and imprinted into a soft heart as a mother. She could not comfort this son who had been well-behaved and gentle since childhood. She could only quietly pat his back and support his shaking body.

A man doesn't cry easily, just because he hasn't felt deep in his heart. When things come, he realizes that it's not that his love is not deep enough, but that he hides it too deeply.

Su Li always thought that she was protecting Fang Qing and her and Ye'er's happiness. He just wanted to bless him from a distance and watch from a distance. But her figure flying like a kite in front of him was as sad as if she was a kite with a broken string, and her sad and smiling expression was deeply frozen in his eyes, unable to extricate himself and unable to suppress it. His heart was so painful, so painful that he didn't know what to do. He wanted to draw his sword and stab it into the position of his heart. He thought that as long as his heart stopped beating, he would not have to taste this biting and cold pain.

However, his parents just lost Ye'er. If something happened to him again, how could they bear it? He could not be so selfish or cruel.

He was in a state of pain, but he had to control it.

He relaxed his hands slightly, and he raised his head from Shangguan Yiyun's arms. His handsome face and his obsidian-like black pupils were radiating a light luster like flying catkins.

His lips tugged slightly. "Please take care of your health, Li'er will be fine." He comforted her heart, and a faint smile floated the corners of his lips, but he looked so sad and sad.

Shangguan Yiyun looked at Su Li with such a look, and she felt very sad. This son made her feel so distressed that she didn't know what to say. His gentleness, consideration, and obedience made her, a mother, cry. Li'er, my Li'er, I feel so distressed to you.

She floated her eyes with a light of water, and she stretched out her hand to close Su Li's flying black hair. She choked with tears and said, "Li'er, let's go back."

Um--

Su Li smiled warmly, and that smile seemed particularly sad. He helped Shangguan Yiyun get up, turned around and took a deep look at the broken wall.

Su Mingjing and Su Yu came with difficulty, and their bodies were dyed with blood, but their eyes were filled with a glimmer of surprise. The dragon Jue was in Su Mingjing's hand, indicating that the catastrophe was about to end.

Bang-

A heavy blow hit Su Li on the shoulder. It was Su Yu. His usual evil and lazy appearance disappeared. At this moment, the light in Taohua's eyes was converging, and a calm and steady aura naturally exuded his whole body.

"Brother, the endgame after the war still requires our brothers to work hard. So, brother, you must cheer up." He said meaningfully.

Su Li held Su Yu's hand with one hand, and Su Mingjing hugged Shangguan Yiyun, Su Li, Su Yu, tightly, their hearts were connected, and blood dripping down their palms, but their eyes could not be clear.

The wild and unruly young emperor, looking at the warm scene of them embracing each other under the setting sun, his deep cold and cold black eyes flashed with a knowing smile.

His bloody lips, the cold and hard lip line, slowly softened.

Then, his gaze fell on the height of the broken wall, and his strong eyebrows couldn't help but tighten, and a gentle sigh floated gently from his lips.

Uh-huh--

A low moan came out intermittently under the broken wall. When Fang Qing opened her eyes and woke up, she found that her body was soft.

He glanced at her in surprise, with his familiar handsome face, his proud and deep stunning black eyes, and his water waves.

The raised breeze brought her memory to a moment. The young emperor who was flying over, the handsome and proud Yu Tianqi, held her body and fell into a broken wall together.

Maybe they caught the corner of their clothes in the middle of the journey, but they did not fall down, but fell on a protruding rock under the broken wall. Yu Tianqi protected her with his body. She was not seriously injured, but only some flesh and blood were scratched.

On the other hand, Yu Tianqi was seriously injured, and he was unable to move all over his body. He was still vomiting blood, and blood surging from his lips, dyeing his chest blood red.

Why? Why did he save her? She wanted to follow Su Ye, but why did he stop her and use his life to stop her from following her.

Why? Why did he do this? Why did she carry this?

Cough cough cough - Cough cough cough -

A mouthful of blood splashed out from his lips, marking his front red.

Her eyes were calm and the water color shook.

Scream—

She pulled off a corner of her skirt and wiped the enchanting blood that spilled out of the corner of her lips. But he pulled down her hand, smiled gently at her, and shook his head.

"Qing'er, don't be busy anymore. I can't do it anymore." His breath was free and his face was scary. His beautiful and rosy lips were waving a faint purple-green cold light at this moment.

Fang Qing's eyes were calm, her pupils tightened, and her hands did not stop, but she was still wiping the blood color flying out of the corner of his mouth, constantly wiping. As soon as there was a blood color, she would wipe it away hard.

"Qing'er, don't wipe it." Yu Tianqi grabbed her wrist and looked at her with a gentle smile.

But she replied to his cold words. "Don't speak, save some effort. Also, you won't have any trouble." She tore off her outer shirt and robe, tearing it apart one by one, and at the same time, she tore Yu Tianqi's outer robe into strips. She rubbed her hands hard into strips, and her slightly cool fingers touched his hot blood from time to time, and it became slightly stiff.

"Qing'er--" His beautiful and moist black eyes slowly drown on.

Bang-

The crisp slap ruthlessly threw it on his pale and powerless face. "Don't sleep, open your eyes and hold it up." Fang Qing ordered him.

"Qing'er, don't be busy anymore. I, I, I can't do it anymore." He opened his eyes with difficulty, his vision became blurry, and he felt cold all over, so cold, so cold.

Fang Qing looked at his trembling body, her calm eyes closed slightly, opened it for a moment, and she held him in her arms and passed her body temperature to him.

"I'll say again, you won't have any trouble. Even if you want to die, you have to wait for me to save you, and you will die again. In that case, I won't owe you anything, I won't owe you anymore." She didn't owe him, not a little.

"Qing'er, I don't need you to pay back, really, you don't need to repay me at all. I did that purely for myself, and I can't watch you disappear in front of me, there is no way. Qing'er, I'm sorry, it may make you embarrassed. But soon, I will disappear. If you want to pay me back, I will come to see me on my grave every year during the Qingming Festival every year, and that's fine." He said weakly, his eyes began to dissipate and he was confused.

"Qing'er, promise me that I must live well and live well. Do you know? When the peach blossoms were in full bloom, you once danced in the peach blossom forest. At that time, you were only ten years old, but the dance was so beautiful that it was impossible to see it. If I had the chance, I really wanted to watch Qing'er's flying again, and see Qing'er flying in the peach blossom forest like a fairy falling to the mortal world." The beautiful soft light floated on the corners of his lips, so sad, so sad.

Drops—dips—dips—

Something was dripping from her eyes uncontrollably, crystal clear and hot.

Drips fell into his eyes, into his face, and into his perfect lips. Yu Tianqi looked straight at Fang Qing, looking astonished.

His shiny jade fingers were gently stretched out, and he stroked Qing's cheeks covered with tears. "Qing'er, are you crying?" His silent black jade eyes raised an amazing bright luster, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, so dazzling and gorgeous.

"The tears are shed for me, and Qing'er is shed for me." He suddenly looked like an innocent child, with a bright and pure smile.

Fang Qing didn't know why, but her tears flowed down. Didn't she hate this man the most? She wanted to draw her sword to kill him, but she would never shed half of tears for him. Why did he really die? Why, why, at this moment, tears flowed down like a river breaking through the dam.

"Qing'er--" He gently wiped the tears at the corners of her eyes, and his generous and warm hands gently stroked her cheeks. "Your tears are the best gift left to me. I will always remember the way you shed tears for me. Thank you, Qing'er." Although the person she fell in love with was not him, even though he was insignificant in her heart, she was willing to cry for him, and he should be content and contented.

"If there is a next life, I will definitely not give any man the chance to take you away from me. This is a brand, my brand." He struggled to hold on, and nowhere did he get the strength. He held Fang Qing's face and kissed her lips arrogantly and domineeringly.

This kiss swept through his life with almost destructive love, hatred and affection. He gritted his teeth and made a cruel decision and bit a mark in the center of Fang Qing's forehead.

The crescent moon marks contain a few bloody smells.

bump--

He bumped into the rock softly and closed his eyes peacefully.
Chapter completed!