Chapter 1095

I don't know what strength supported them. They unexpectedly broke into Linghan dance!

Facing the forest of swords, he stood up at the beginning of the night and welcomed the swords.

"Don't disturb us, let's talk to him!" At the beginning of the night, her voice choked and her body trembled. She said word by word. There seemed to be a crazy flame burning in her eyes.

Her voice was firm and defiant. But it reveals a strange indifference.

A kind of indifference with a dead heart.

The dark voice of the night emperor said faintly, "let them pass!" Light sigh: "look at lingfengyun's face, let you speak at last."

But before he said this, Meng Chaoran rushed over regardless and hugged Ling Hanwu.

Ling Han's mind has begun to scatter.

His pupils have begun to dilate.

The supreme blow of the third grade is far from what his seventh grade saint can bear!

But at the moment when he saw Meng detached, his eyes suddenly focused like a miracle. His eyes showed anxiety and roared: "what do you care what I do? Not yet? "

He's growling!

But the voice is pitiful.

"I'll see you off first." Meng Chaoran inhaled deeply and exhaled gently, for fear of disturbing his brother and shaking away his brother's last vitality: "I'll send you... Cold dance, today, we're going to go together..."

Ling Hanwu anxiously wanted to turn his head, but he couldn't turn. He could only slowly turn his eyes and scolded angrily: "you bastard silly bird... Where's Chu Chen... Where's Chu Chen? We're all dead. What about her? What about her? "

"I'll accompany you." At the beginning of the night, he gently came over, squatted down and said softly, "brother han dance, let's go together! There is a long way to go. If you walk alone, you will be lonely and afraid. "

"No! I'm not afraid! " Ling Hanwu didn't know where the power was, but he raised his neck anxiously: "don't die... You... You... You want to be happy! You die... I die in peace! "

Suddenly he stared at the snowy night sky and roared: "thief heaven! I die in peace! "

At the beginning of the night, the tears of the morning trickled down on Ling Hanwu's face.

Ling Hanwu's eyes relaxed and murmured, "I'm afraid you're crying..."

I'm most afraid of you crying

I quit because I was afraid of you crying; Because I'm afraid you'll cry, I'll help you; Because I was afraid of you crying, I sheltered my rival from running away. Because I was afraid of you crying, I secretly received my rival to meet you, because I was afraid of you crying... I gave everything for you, because I was afraid of you crying, I was lonely all my life, or because I was afraid of you crying... I gave my life

But you still cry

"Early in the morning... Don't cry..." Ling Hanwu's eyes were lax and murmured: "brother Hanwu gives you... What you want... Don't cry..."

At the beginning of the night, tears fell like rain in the morning.

Meng Chaoran held Linghan dance's hand tightly, and his tears flowed. He desperately transported his vitality to Linghan dance's body.

But he slowly felt that Ling Hanwu's body had begun to refuse vitality!

The vitality is about to disappear.

"Hey..." Ling Hanwu frowned painfully: "I'm in pain..."

The wind swept the snow and fell on his face.

The biting cold made Ling Hanwu sober up at last. His eyes looked at the snowflakes in the air, a gentle look appeared in his eyes, and murmured: "I really want to go to see the snow with you..."

The last moment of life, his last obsession, is still this broken dream

At the beginning of the night, he held Ling Hanwu's hand tightly and cried with tears: "brother Hanwu, I'll accompany you to see the snow... I'll accompany you to see the snow now..."

But Ling Hanwu couldn't hear what she was saying. Only one right hand suddenly grabbed Meng Chaoran's hand, and the last strength burst out a few words: "take her... Go... Live... Live..."

Suddenly gasping for breath, he only breathed out, but did not breathe in. He opened his eyes: "sing... You owe me... You have to avenge me... You must... Must..."

When his body shook, he opened his eyes so wide and lost all his breath.

His hand slipped from Meng Chaoran's hand and hung on the snow.

Touching the cold snowflakes.

His expression was painful, like his hand, touching a broken dream

"You have to avenge me yourself!" Meng Chaoran closed his eyes painfully.

Han dance, you are still so well intentioned when you are dying!

You know, my accomplishments are very small. How can I take revenge myself? It takes at least thousands of years of cultivation... Then I can live for thousands of years... Take care of Chu Chu for thousands of years

Is that what you think? You're dead and you've set a goal for me to live

But now the situation

Ling Hanwu's body gradually cooled down, but Meng Chaoran seemed to have a figure in front of him.

At the beginning, the tall, snow clad, long sleeved and good at dancing, handsome, playing swords and long songs, and riding horses in the Jianghu... Ling han dance smiled and said, "take care!"

……

"Brother han dance!" At the beginning of the night, I shouted, and suddenly, a mouthful of blood came out.

Meng Chaoran squatted numbly. At this moment, his mind suddenly became very distant.

In those years, we laughed together and were young and frivolous together

Together, fell in love with the night early morning.

Then everything changed.

It was him who saved his life. It was him who covered his escape; It was him who took care of himself and escaped for three days. It was him who secretly let himself meet Chu Chu... But he himself quietly hid away, heartbroken as a cut.

That year, he escaped for three days and said to him, "han dance, I'm afraid I can't come back. At the beginning, you should take good care of her."

At that time, he was furious: "fart your mother! If Chu Chen's heart is on me, I will marry her without you saying! Her heart is not on me. What's the use of marrying her? Do you want me to be inferior to pigs and dogs? "

"Meng Geyin, if you are a man, get strong and come to pick up Chu Chen! I already hate you, but don't let me look down on you again! "

"The ugly words are said in front. You're gone. If Chu Chen can be moved by me and change his mind to fall in love with me, don't blame me! But if her heart doesn't change, we'll wait for you to come back! Pick her up! "

"If you don't come back to me, you will lose your life in vain. I hate your life! Dig your grave! Will frustrate you! "

"Meng Geyin and I are never brothers! We are rivals in love! feel irreconcilable hatred for sb! I hate you! I wish I could tear you to pieces! "

"But I'll help you!"

……

Meng Chaoran's face twisted, and tears ran down his cheeks and into his mouth, bitter and astringent.

I remember going back for three days and drinking with Ling Hanwu. Ling Hanwu smiled bitterly while drinking. At that time, he sighed: "it is said that a woman's heart is changeable, but once a woman's heart is paid, it will never change in her life..."

"A woman who has changed her heart is because she doesn't love deeply."

Every time we are together, every time we drink; Ling Hanwu said, "I really want to kill you! I really want to torture you! I really want to tear you to pieces... You die in the next three days. Why don't you die in the next three days... Why don't you die? "

But... Every time, he still helps me.

He also said, "if Chu Chen really changes her heart and follows me, she will not be cute... But even if she is not cute, I dream of it."

"As long as Chu Chen is willing to tell me, I am willing to save her all my life and transfer her feelings for you to me; But she refused. "

"You're not sorry for me, I'm sorry for you and chuchen! Without me, your family will not be destroyed. "

But after that, he went on to defend himself: "in fact, there is no one between us who is sorry for anyone, but fortune makes people. I didn't love the wrong person in the early morning. I'm a night bastard. It's me. I like people I shouldn't like. It's hard to extricate myself. "

"But it is also happiness. I know that although you can't see it, when you think of the early morning, your heart is full of power and happiness. But do you know me? Every time I think of the early morning, my heart hurts bitterly, so I want to insert two swords into myself. "

That time, Ling Hanwu drank and smiled bitterly: "my name is not good. Ling Hanwu was born in the far north. Hei hei, Ling Xue dances alone in cold weather... "

"Struggling all his life, suffering all his life, dancing alone; At the beginning of the night, I sing a long song. Who has pity on my heart? "

This poem is Ling Han's dance teasing himself. That day, he was drunk. He scolded himself when he was drunk.

Happy boy!

That's what he always says about me.

With strong and undisguised jealousy and jealousy.

I didn't know at that time that my family was deserted, wandering alone and fleeing like a dog; Where is happiness? But I finally understand that compared with you, in a way, I am much happier than you

Because I have dreams, you don't.

You loved all your life, you suffered all your life, you despair all your life... You struggled all your life!

Cold dance... If there is an afterlife, I am willing to do this for you!

You deserve it!

Meng Chaoran slowly stood up, slowly untied his clothes, slowly took them off, then spread them on the ground, carefully lifted Ling Hanwu's body and put it on his long shirt.

Then, he carefully fastened the button, covered Ling Hanwu's broken chest and back, then stretched out his hand, stroked Ling Hanwu's wide eyelids, and muttered, "brother... Let's go, I'll come right away... I owe you this life, and I still owe you in the afterlife!"

But his hand touched, Ling Hanwu's eyes opened again! So three times!

Glare at yourself! This pair of eyes that have lost their lives look at themselves so angrily! Meng Chaoran was shocked. He was stunned for a long time before he finally murmured, "you still want us to live... Is that so? Is that so? " He said sadly, "well, han dance, don't worry... I will try my best to live with Chu Chu. Live well... Practice hard and avenge yourself... Okay? Are you at ease? " Hand, caress Ling Hanwu's eyes again. This time, miraculously, Ling Hanwu's eyes closed quietly. The stiff cheeks also seemed much more peaceful. Is that how you believe me? At this moment, Meng Chaoran suddenly felt like a knife! Broken pieces（ To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.) This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.