Chapter 922

"Cough..." The blood dripped from his mouth and dripped onto his long scarf. His icy eyes melted at this moment, like spring water. He smiled and landed his fingers on the familiar cheek. Finally, he had the courage. , you can call her name, "Qingge..."

She didn't deliberately suppress her voice, she didn't deliberately control her feelings, her soft little face was not as full as she imagined, she lost weight, and cried.

"Kacha..." The mask under the strong wind, vulnerable to a single blow, began to crack, and slowly fell down his cheeks. Under the sun, he was exhausted, but looked at her with a smile.

The heart, as if being grasped by something in vain, kept shrinking, shrinking, shrinking, as if it was going to crush her. Yin Hong blood dripped on the back of her trembling hand, who was the person in front of her... who was that familiar voice.

Under the black jersey, the long black scarf, and the hideous mask, who is...

"For you..." The delicate little box was pushed to the front, and Feng Qingge who was sitting just frowned slightly. She hated being interrupted when she was thinking. She closed the book coldly, and was about to leave when she got up. .

But the figure in front of him immediately stretched out his hand, picked up the delicate box, and said softly, "My name is Han Bing, Han Yu's Han, Bingxue Bing. There is a custom in our country that when you see people who are frowning, they will Give them a present. If you don't open it, I don't think God will forgive me."

Taking the box coldly, Feng Qingge opened it directly, but the contents inside were disgusting, a mask like a hell Shura, disgusting and uncomfortable.

"This is our god who drives away the little devils. He will take away all the unhappy things, swallow them by himself, and bring the happy things to others. With this mask, you can bring happiness to you. Smile, anyway, we will be comrades in arms from now on, my name is already cold enough, if you keep your face sullen every day, I think this office should be renamed the mortuary directly. Feng Qingge, can you tell me, um, my name is How about you sing softly?"

"I don't need friends, and I don't need comrades."

The first time they met, he held such a mask and told her that this thing could swallow sadness alone and bring happiness to others. No wonder, this mask seems to have been seen somewhere, but I can't remember it.

"Han Bing..." Her lips moved slightly, and Feng Qingge looked at the person in front of her, not even knowing what she should do.

What did she do.

The hand holding the fire stick trembled, and the big hole in Han Bing's chest did not heal as expected. She didn't dare to pull out the fire stick, and quickly stretched out her hands to hug the shaky person.

"Han Bing, why is it you, it's you..." The two masks fell to the ground, Feng Qingge was really about to collapse, dragging Han Bing's body, all her strength seemed to be drained, and she fell. Sit on the ground. Why, it would be Han Bing...

Why was it her brother Luo Xing and her comrade-in-arms Han Bing who killed Teacher Baili!

Under the tunnel, the picture in the mirror was printed again, Feng Qingge's heart trembled fiercely, she understood, she knew. Everything that appeared in the mirror was true. The teacher Baili she saw... was killed by Luo Xing and Han Bing. But why not tell her that the person in front of her is Han Bing!

"Cough... Qingge, I'm sorry, only in this way can I stop..." Only in this way, when he was about to die, could Gui Xing be unable to control his actions, and he could stop himself. With his hands clasped to the ground, Han Bing shook his head and said, "Don't cry, okay?"

"Why you, why are you the guardian of the Ghost Star Sect, why!" Why... When Zheng Zixu told the truth, she was reluctant to believe it, because Han Bing was the only relative she trusted in this world. Her only comrade-in-arms is someone she can tell everything about.

It's just, why let him be the opposite of her.

Why?

Is this important?

With cold fingers, he clasped Feng Qingge's little hand, Han Bing smiled softly, and said lightly, "Fool, you know the pain."

"Why, let me kill you..." Tears fell from her eyes, Feng Qingge knew that Han Bing was completely capable of avoiding it, she knew it, but why, let her kill him with her own hands!

"In the last life, I couldn't do it, you persuaded me to do it, so I know what it's like to be killed by the person I love the most. So..." Looking at the crying face in front of him, Han Bing turned his eyes away indifferently, staring at The sky said: "I put on a mask, so that you can't see my appearance and feel my breath. When you kill me, you will no longer hesitate and suffer again. This result is hard to bear, but you It has to be endured.”

"In the past life, I killed you with my own hands. In this life, I owe you. You did nothing wrong, you just did what you should do. Don't blame yourself, okay?" Cold fingers wiped the tears, Han Bing looked at his arms that were gradually becoming transparent. He knew that his time was running out.

"Fool, I don't blame you. It's just... you are too easy to go to extremes. Listen to Hongzhe's words, don't trust anyone anymore. Even the closest person will lie to you. Just like me, keep saying Having said that, for your own good, I will still betray you and kill Baili Yehua."

"Qingge, don't cry anymore, it's good for you to have gluttonous help, but his inferiority has not changed, you still have to be more careful. Friends, you can make friends, but no matter who you are, you need to be more open-minded and change. Don't blindly believe that no one is static, people's hearts will change, and you have to change too."

"Remember, you can believe, but you must also leave a way out for yourself. Don't fall into love again. You can't extricate yourself. You have to learn to control your emotions. Don't be like this, stupid..."

It was like powder on his legs, which was blown away by the wind. Han Bing slowly let go of his hand and smiled softly: "At the end, are you still not willing to laugh?"

"Han Bing..." Forcing herself to smile, Feng Qingge wanted to hold Han Bing's hand tightly, but the person who turned into powder didn't give her any chance at all.

"Be careful Liu... Fu... Wind..."

The gentle voice was still lingering in his ears, but the familiar figure had long since disappeared, leaving the pair of Hades swords still stuck on the ground.

Quietly, no one cares about her anymore.

Han Bing, do you know that you are my only relative in this world.

Did you know that in this life, you are the driving force behind my life?

I have lost Cui Chun, lost Teacher Baili, I can't lose you again! Okay, I won't be left alone...