Vol 6 Chapter 870: Difficult to live

Han Lin had been poisoned long ago, and there was no cure, but he took a sigh of relief, wanting to see Han Bing, and fulfilled his last wish.

How can Han Bing not know this?

Silver Dan grass used to be Han Bing's favorite plant. Since that incident three years ago, silver Dan grass has become Han Lin's favorite plant.

But gradually the aura on Han Bing's body changed, from silver danica to a faint tulip.

The breath of silver dan grass on Han Lin has never changed... because silver dan grass symbolizes strength and hope. I hope to meet again one day and love him again...

Han Lin felt so disappointed, but he had no time to get the answer.

When Han Lin finished speaking, he closed his eyes lightly, his head drooped and stopped moving, as if he really fell asleep.

Han Bing tremblingly stretched out his hand to reach Han Lin's nose, his whole body retreated suddenly, he was dead...

Han Bing's body couldn't stop shaking, she rushed forward, hugged Han Lin's cold body and sat on the ground.

She seemed to have been struck by thunder, the whole person forgot the pain, her eyes were numb and dull, maybe it was because the wound in her heart hurts so much that she doesn't even care about the bleeding wound...

Han Bing didn't want to believe that Han Lin was dead, but uncontrollable tears told her that all this was true...

From the death of Kang Xiao to Han Lin, why did everything be so unfair to her, and the closest people left her? Why leave her alone and face all this?

When a person sheds tears, his eyes are hot and humid, but the tears coming out are cold.

Sometimes you feel that your tears are hot, just because your heart has cracked open, and blood is gurgling outward.

The heart-piercing pain tells a secret: sometimes tears are blood, and tears are more painful than bleeding!

Han Bing was stunned for a while, suddenly stretched out his hand and carefully wiped off the dirt on Han Lin's face...

Han Lin's face was peaceful and calm, as if he was just asleep.

Han Bing's eyes were tearful, and his cheeks were gently pressed against Han Lin's cold cheeks, and he muttered: "I will never smoke tulips anymore. I will use silver salvia, okay? You wake up and don't sleep anymore. ...Don't you say that you will always be with me? Don't leave me, it's so cold here, I'm so scared..."

Rong Xue looked at the empty room with cold eyes, and the shivering maid who knelt on the floor with her back to the door, killed soaring all over her body.

Her voice seemed to be squeezed out between her teeth, "Who is it?"

The room was silent, no one dared to answer.

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Rong Xue glanced sharply and said coldly, "I only say what I said once."

The maid beside Rong Xue had the courage and tremblingly stepped forward and said: "Miss Han Bing asked us to get out. We didn't dare to offend her, so we retreated to the door... Although the person disappeared and disappeared, there was still in the air. With a faint scent of silver danica, I want to come, yes..."

"Oh? It turned out to be Han Lin? I thought it would be Lu Yang, but I didn't expect it to be Han Lin?" Rong Xue flashed, suddenly burst into laughter, scared the maid to kneel down again, she was full of irony Densely said: "I also blame me for underestimating him..."

Rong Xue flicked his sleeves and continued lazily: "If you can't get the other's heart, you can't even hold the other's people...Are you very sympathetic to me?" Rong Xue has a strange smile on her face. Glancing at the maid who was so horrified that she dared not make a sound, she snorted and suddenly laughed, "No, no, no."

Rong Xuelian said three non-words, she raised her eyebrows, her voice became seductive and cold, and said: "Where can there be so many true feelings in this world? It is a miracle that a person can make two friends in a lifetime. , One stabbed you and the other stabbed by you. It's great, Han Lin, you never forget Han Bing in your life, and you always regard me as nothing, I will let you not squint even if you die!"

As soon as Rong Xue's voice fell, his sleeves flicked, and countless silver needles shot out. In a moment, the dozens of fresh lives that had just kneeled at the door left alive.

Rong Xue looked at all of this with a calm expression, and said lightly: "Useless things, people who have lost me are not worthy of living." A bloodthirsty smile curled out of her mouth, and she shouted anxiously, "Come here!"

"Subordinates are here!" A few secret guards followed, "Master, please order."

Rong Xue smiled coldly: "Han Bing and Han Bing are playing hide-and-seek with me! I remember that Aoshan Guard also has artillery. Go, drag it over! But wherever they might hide, they will bombard me. Again!"

She didn't know that Han Lin tried his best, and after meeting Han Bing, he had exhausted his true strength and passed away forever.

She was so ignited by the fire of jealousy that she had lost her mind.

"Lord, please think twice!" The dark guard realized that something was wrong, and hesitated to step forward: "Firearms are powerful, and if they are used rashly, they may harm the innocent. In addition to using artillery privately, I am afraid that not only the guard will command The envoy will not agree, and will be alarmed..."

"Enough!" Rong Xue still had an indifferent expression. When she interrupted the dark guard leader, she said with a touch of dissatisfaction and deterrence: "You are dragging around like this, do you want me to do it yourself?"

"Yes!" The leader of the dark guard no longer talks nonsense, saying that he is a dark guard, but he is like a dead man. He is bound to guarantee absolute loyalty to the lord, even if the lord wants his own head, he will vowed to complete the task.

The leader of the dark guard raised his hand and led his men to execute the order.

Rong Xue cast her gaze into the distance outside the window, with a meaningful smile on her face, slowly rubbing her index finger with her thumb, her thin lips lightly opened, and said, "Wait and see."

Han Bing, wait and see, even if you can escape my surveillance, you can’t escape the artillery. Take half of your life today, and the remaining half, and ask for it in the future...

Is love really no right or wrong? Why did Siqi fall in love with her?

Doesn't love bring happiness and happiness to people? Why is she so painful? The pain of love, the pain of being loved?

Han Bing's face was pale as paper, and she tried her best to warm Han Lin's body with the little remaining internal strength, but he still lost the temperature little by little. ..

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