Chapter four hundred and ninety-fifth redemption
In the dim room, a gust of wind rose out of thin air, and the swaying clouds blew past. In the room, the only three candles were blown out again, and the already dim room seemed even darker.
"Damn it! Why didn't you react?!" The demon in black robe paced back and forth anxiously in the room, his eyes swept across Ling Fan, whose face was still as pale as paper, and at the same time he stared at the trembling and burning candles with a little anxiety. The remaining two candles were getting weaker and weaker. Although there was no wind, they had the feeling of swaying in the wind, as if they would be extinguished at any time.
The last time is coming, and the air seems to be filled with a depressing smell, faintly revealing a strong urgency.
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"Ruo???Ruoxue, I feel that my breathing is so heavy, suffocating pain!" Lin Xuan'er's face turned red, not shy, but because of excessive use of strength, even the sound of her speaking was filled with a deep breathing, as if every word was spit out with all her strength.
"Don't give up, we have to save Ling Fan!" Ruoxue could also feel Lin Xuan'er's feeling at this time, because her hand was also stretching towards Lin Xuan'er little by little.
Their fair little hands were all stretching towards each other as they tried their best, towards the middle point, just to hold each other's hands!
However, a simple action was filled with strong resistance.
The powerful force that invisibly bound their bodies was the source of resistance. It was like something that held their hands tightly, controlled their hands tightly, and prevented their hands from moving at all!
Ruoxue and Lin Xuan'er were fighting against this force at this time. If they wanted to break through the shackles of this force, they must hold each other's hand.
"Well! I won't give up!" Lin Xuan'er responded heavily. She couldn't and would never give up.
Because they want to save Ling Fan, they cannot let Ling Fan die, Ling Fan's life is all about them!
"Ling Fan, Ling Fan, Ling Fan!" Lin Xuan'er kept calling out this name in her heart. The name that is of great significance to her is not only a code name, but also a person!
A person who is very important to her!
Ruoxue was not inferior to Lin Xuan'er at all, but because her own strength was stronger than Lin Xuan'er, the feeling of being oppressed by the power was not that heavy, and it was barely better, but it was also not easy.
But she can hold on, she can hold on too; she bit her lip and insisted without snorting, and she bit her lip and insisted on, even if she bowed her head, she had to wait until Ling Fan was rescued!
However, it is as close as the distance, as if it is far away. You have tried all your strength and all your strength. Even if you are in pain, you must persevere!
Finally, with the joint efforts of the two women, under the powerful will and their own strength, they defeated the distance, and their two fair little hands were tightly held together.
At that moment, at that moment, they seemed to feel the flow of blood, the pulsation of their hearts, and a wonderful feeling, everything was indifferent.
Ruoxue, Lin Xuan'er, and Meng Yao's three girls finally pulled their hands together again. They looked at each other and smiled, their heads could not move, but they could not restrain their eyes.
"Let's go, believe in yourself, we will definitely be able to awaken Ling Fan!" Ruoxue smiled slightly, and then said in a deep voice.
"Yes!" Lin Xuan'er and Meng Yao both answered strongly at the same time.
The three of them seemed to have built a bridge between each other, and there was no initial stranger or natural hostility from women. Now they understand more and understand each other.
Friendship? Maybe or maybe not.
Whether it is friendship or not, the three women know that at least there is no longer the natural hostility of women between them, which is enough.
They held each other's hands and began to take the first step forward.
But that was just imagination, because their feet were still solidified at the origin.
Even if he tried all his strength, he was just like an ant, moving slightly, almost negligible.
If you have to walk at this speed, you may be able to make a living by the child.
"Don't give up!" The three girls looked at each other slightly, but didn't say anything, but they seemed to feel the voice from the bottom of their hearts. They looked at each other and smiled. They stopped thinking about it and slowly closed their eyes.
Recalling the beauty of the past and the beautiful pictures of the past, flashing like slides, scenes, full of warmth and warmth.
It is the most beautiful treasure in their hearts, and will not be forgotten. It is like a sweet spring water, making every piece of land in their hearts fragrant.
"Ling Fan, Ling Fan, are you here?"
"Ling Fan, don't escape, I believe you will be able to feel our voice."
"The strings on the mind can be touched, and the warmth between us can be felt. We are not individuals, and the friction of memories is not a matter of one person, but a common possession of two people."
The three women's mind was completely immersed in beautiful memories, forgetting time, forgetting place, forgetting the present, and thinking entered a very wonderful situation.
The clouds and mists touched the softness in Ling Fan's deepest heart. The heartstrings of each other collided with each other, not the spark of love, but the romance of memories.
"Oh???? Why are you here?" After a long time, a heavy sigh suddenly cut through the space and reached the hearts of the three women.
"Ling Fan, you are finally willing to respond." Meng Yao said happily.
"Ling Fan, don't escape where you are. I believe you will definitely be able to get out of the predicament in front of you." Lin Xuan'er said in surprise.
"Are you still escaping? Or are you unwilling to go out with us?" Ruoxue was calm as always, but the trembling sound inadvertently betrayed her mood at this moment.
"Ruoxue, you guys go back, you shouldn't have come here." Ling Fan's answer was obvious.
"Go back? Where to go? Tianyun Sect or Xuanhuang Land?" Ruoxue asked back.
"Go back to the place where you gave birth to you and raised you, and go back to your home. I am no longer Ling Fan of the past, and I can no longer give you happiness. Go back, go back, you all go back??? I want to have a good sleep, I am really tired." Ling Fan's voice was filled with deep fatigue, as if the old man was silenced, the sun in the evening forgot to struggle, waiting for darkness and death.
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"Swoosh???" In the dizzy and dark room, only two candles were left extinguished again under the blowing of the cold wind.
"Damn it! Isn't it okay?" Fu Mo's expression became more and more anxious, and his pace back and forth could not help but speed up a little. His eyes were anxious. While staring at Ling Fan, he stared at the last candle wax left, and the last light of firefly was about to be extinguished.
When the room ushers in darkness again, it is the time when destiny is determined. All success or failure is here!
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"Home? I don't have a home. Since I was a child, I have been a wanderer, a wanderer without a home." Ruoxue said quietly.
"Ruoxue?" Lin Xuan'er and Meng Yao seemed to be able to feel Ruoxue's helplessness when she said this.
"It's okay, I've been relieved for so many years." Ruoxue shook his head and told them not to worry.
"Ruoxue, I'm sorry, I'm so tired, I don't want to care anymore, I just want to sleep. I can't give you the harbor you want, I'm sorry." Ling Fan's empty voice was full of apology and heavy tiredness. "Xuan'er, Mengyao, I'm sorry, maybe these three words seem a little pale, but they are what I want to say from the bottom of my heart. You all go back, I want to sleep." Ling Fan's voice had no vitality, only death.
"Ling Fan, I misread you! No, you are not Ling Fan, return the Ling Fan who will never bow his head in the face of any setbacks and difficulties! You are not Ling Fan, Ling Fan will not be so cowardly, Ling Fan will not choose a thief to escape, Ling Fan will not shirke responsibility! You are not Ling Fan!" Lin Xuan'er finally couldn't stand it anymore and roared loudly.
"Xuan'er?" Meng Yao seemed a little worried that Lin Xuan'er would stimulate Ling Fan.
"Don't stop her." Ruoxue pulled Mengyao's hand and interrupted Mengyao's words.
"Ling Fan, if you still value us, just show up and talk. If you still have to avoid us in front of us, you treat us as outsiders and never take us in your heart!" The excited Lin Xuaner continued to stimulate Ling Fan's nerves.
Silence didn't take long, Lin Xuan'er's words seemed to have really worked, and Ling Fan's figure gradually became clear.
"Ling Fan, I know you love Shen Ling'er very much. I know that Shen Ling'er's sword really hurt your heart, so you escaped and didn't dare to face it." Lin Xuan'er, who had gone through the whole process, knew the situation best at that time, "But, did you give up just because of that sword? Do you want to die? If you really love Shen Ling'er, do you know that your escapist behavior not only gave up on yourself, but also gave up on Shen Ling'er!"
"You know, because Shen Ling'er became someone else's combat puppet, she would use that green frost to penetrate your heart without hesitation. That was not her original intention. If you love her, you should not escape, but try your best to save her, instead of hiding here like a coward!"
Lin Xuan'er's words seemed to really stimulate Ling Fan's deepest heartstrings. His lifeless face gradually became a little moved.
"If you die like this, have you ever thought about us? You are a selfish person and have never considered us! The three of us women can abandon women's natural hostility and come to save you together because we love you too much! Don't you understand? Have you never worried about our feelings? If you die, do you know how sad and painful we will be? Are the vows you once said all were eaten by dogs?!"
Chapter completed!