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Two figures, one in a dirty state and the other as white as snow, fell from the clouds at the same time.

Gu Hua Wei, whose face was covered in blood, looked at Gu Qingcheng's panic-stricken face. He laughed wantonly, filled with madness, "Didn't you want me to die? If you look at me properly, I will die in front of you. "

She shook her head and used all her strength to kick Gu Hua Wei's body. She used all of her spirit energy, but no matter what, Gu Hua couldn't let go of her, and her eyes were like a trapped beast in Purgatory, "I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" If you want to die, you die! "

She was still so young and had yet to marry. She had yet to become the most respected woman in the Nine Nations. She did not want to die, why should she die with this madman?!

"He's really not going to die?" Gu Hua looked at her cryptically, then smiled charmingly. "Then I have to tell you a secret."

Gu Hua leaned close to Gu Qingcheng's ear, her tone was as light as a gust of wind, drifting away as it floated.

"Actually, I'm not pretending. I'm just Gu Hua Wei."

Gu Qingcheng's eyes were lifeless as she stared straight at Gu Hua's smiling face. In the depths of her eyes, there was a tinge of panic that even she couldn't detect. How was this possible?! How was it possible that Gu Hua Wei was still alive? She had clearly seen her die in the Lost Swamp, hadn't she?!

"You're not her!" Gu Qingcheng grabbed Gu Hua Wei's neck, her eyes bloodshot. She had long since lost her original holiness and beauty, as if she was a desperate ghost in hell. She went crazy, "Tell me, why did you come to find me? "Why?!" Since Gu Hua Wei Wei Wei was already dead, she definitely could not believe that there were still ghosts and gods in this world!

"I'm here to take revenge on you." Gu Hua laughed out loud. The clouds were getting further and further away in her line of sight, as if they were a wasteland that could not be touched.

"Go away! "Go away!" Looking at the familiar peach blossom eyes, Gu Qingcheng's fear grew, as if the Gu Hua Wei who was hugging her was a ferocious beast. She shouted with all her might, and the blood on her body made her look extremely haggard, "Save me, Master save me! "Qingyuan, Qingyuan, quickly save me!" I don't want to die, I don't want to die here!

"Save me!"

A cyan bird flew out from the clouds and headed straight for the falling figure as if it had teleported.

Gu Hua lightly coughed, and the blood in her mouth splattered across Gu Qingcheng's entire face. She lightly smiled, and her smile was as bright and beautiful as the sunlight that was coming from the clouds, "You have to remember, I'm here for revenge. I'm not going to die, I'm going back to find you …"

The curse like words made Gu Qingcheng cover her ears. Gu Hua Wei looked at the approaching kite and let go of her arms. She was so heavy that she started to fall rapidly!

The white dress dyed in blood was finally caught firmly by the flying cyan kite. The devastatingly beautiful young girl stared blankly at the limitless azure sky, her trembling body, and her powerless fingers. Her heart was filled with gloom.

The battered girl finally turned into a black dot in her consciousness and disappeared.

Gu Qingcheng spoke in a hoarse voice, "Let's go back."

Being stripped of a layer of skin by Gu Hua, in exchange for her falling, she no longer had the strength to chase after the footprints of that wretched couple. There were some things that still had to be said in the future.

The kite let out a long cry, fluttering its beautiful wings as it flew back in the same direction it came from.

Gu Hua's filthy body disappeared in midair the moment she landed on the ground. She opened her eyes tiredly and found herself in the space within the jade buckle. She heaved a sigh of relief before closing her eyes and remaining still.

The intense pain in her chest made her unable to walk. She should be glad that her heart was located on the right side and not on the left side, otherwise, no matter how strong she was, she would still die today under Gu Qingcheng's sword. In that case, the heavens were still fair.

At the very least, he didn't let her be cannon fodder so quickly, did he?

She only needed to rest for a short period of time before she could return to look for them. From what she could tell, they had already arrived at a safe enough place, so she didn't need to worry about them.

Gu Hua quietly slept in the space filled with spiritual energy. Countless amounts of spiritual energy surrounded her body, nourishing her ruined body and her almost depleted spiritual energy.

A few blue jade nymphs danced around her black face, dabbing at her dirty hair with an indescribable mischievousness.

She dreamt that she had become a gust of wind, just like the wind she had seen before, free and unfettered, going wherever she wanted to, climbing over mountains, crossing swamps and lakes, and also the sea of flowers. In the end, she arrived at the largest ocean, and in the sunrise, she turned into a gentle rain, gently scattering into the darkest corners of the world.

A youth dressed in black stood in the coldest place in the world, gazing at the most distant mortal world. His eyes were lonely like a wounded vicious beast.

The faint moonlight gently scattered the moonlight on his shoulder, enveloping him with a cold and dark aura. Behind him, there were countless remains and remains, and the smell of blood was difficult to dissipate.

The youth's face was extremely cold, colder than the coldest winter snow. His eyes were lonely, colder than a thousand year old ice, and his pale face was filled with silent despair. He was like a lone wolf that had lost its mate, forever seeing the moon as a human.

He could still remember the man's face, but he couldn't remember her smile. Perhaps it was because he was no longer smiling.

However, he could only feel the soreness at the corner of his eyes.

However, no matter how much pain he suffered, he could not forget that shadow in his mind. That shadow was like a part of his body, buried in the deepest corner of his body, and every time he calmed down, it would constantly make him feel pain, leaving him with no way out.

However, he felt that his heart was completely empty. No one knew who it was that had secretly dug a pit and stolen the flesh of his heart, then abandoned it.

So irresponsible.

However, he still opened his mouth facing the endless Eternal Night, his heart filled with hope, "If only you were still here, how nice would it be."

Suddenly, a gust of wind gently drifted over from far away, blowing over his brow, his eyelids, and his eyes that were filled with grief and sorrow. On his lonely shoulder, a gentle drizzle fell.