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"Father." Lu Shaoheng looked at the fallen Lu Zixu and let out a soft cry. It was so soft that even he couldn't hear it himself.

Tears rolled down Lu Shaoheng's face as they dripped onto the cliff. He could no longer tell whether it was because of his grief, or because of Lu Zixu, or the cliff.

Lu Shaoheng looked at the cliff in his embrace that was vomiting blood, and held her hand tightly. He had experienced such a collapse three years ago. At that time, he had killed his own mother with his own hands. She had been on the verge of despair, so much so that she couldn't bear to face him even if she were to die.

It was obvious that long ago, he knew that he died because he was unwilling to let go of this cliff. It was obvious that a long time ago, he had already been deeply immersed in the feelings of this cliff. He was afraid that if he was injured again, he wouldn't face it. He had to wait until he lost it before he would be willing to face his feelings.

Why did he always have to lose it when he wanted to cherish it? What exactly was it …

"Wu Heng, you said that you would come back to find me …" You're not keeping your promise... Or could it be that in your heart, I am still not comparable to the sweet snow? " A scarlet liquid gushed out of her throat. She tried to swallow it back, but she couldn't. Thus, she could only look at him sorrowfully, wanting to reach out her hand to touch his cheek.

"I didn't lie to you, I didn't break my promise … I just haven't had time to go back yet. Cliff, why did you come? Why did you come? "Why are you so stupid?" Lu Shaoheng held the cliff tightly. He didn't dare to remove the long sword from her body, as he was afraid that the cliff would leave him.

Sobbing and choking in his throat, he could not cry, his tears flowed like a spring.

"You didn't lie to me? Really? "That's good." She looked at Lu Shaoheng, and smiled blissfully, "I'm not as smart as the sweet snow, and I'm not as beautiful as you. I can't play the music, and I won't please you, and I'll only be ordinary and simple, but I'm willing to do everything I can for you … "I want to spend my entire life with you. Cough, cough …"

Tears streamed down his face as he continuously coughed out blood.

"I don't need you to be like them. I only need you to accompany me …" Lu Shaoheng stuttered, unable to control his sobs. I will accompany you to hunt. I will take care of the mountain with you, and I will also take care of the mountain with you, and I will accompany you wherever you want to go or wherever you don't want to go. Don't leave me, okay? "

"Alright, we still need to have another child in the future … "Yes, child, where are our children?" Her eyes drifted away as she stretched out her hand to feel around, as if there was something she wanted the most in the air. "I heard the child cry, and he called for me."

"Cliff, cliff, there's no child crying. No, don't listen, don't follow him …" "We'll go back to the bottom of the cliff. I won't leave again, and you won't leave either. I beg you …" Lu Shaheng could feel the person in his arms losing consciousness. He was extremely sad, so he pulled her closer into his embrace.

The mountain that had crawled over from not too far away lay prostrate on the ground. It quietly stared at the cliff and stretched out its tongue to lick at the blood on the cliff, as if it knew that its master was about to die.

"Wu Heng, if I'm not here anymore, will you take good care of the mountain for me? Will you promise me to take good care of yourself and live well? " The light in her eyes dimmed. She could no longer see her surroundings clearly. All she could feel was the heat that had fallen on her face.

"I don't agree. If I agree, you will leave me …" You can't die, you can't! " Lu Shaoheng had shed all of his strength and tightly hugged the cliff in his arms, crying to the point of tears.

"I will always live here." Shivering, Shiya stretched out his hand, moving it up along Lu Shaoheng's clothes, and finally landing it on Lu Shaoheng's heart. "I will always live here, in your heart, in your memories, always …"

The final smile, filled with tears, turned into eternity in Lu Shaoheng's eyes.

The relaxed hand of the cliff heavily fell to the ground, echoing the silent sound.

Lu Shao opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word. His grieving mouth only knew how to hug the cliff tightly and could not make a sound.

Watching his master die, Shan Shan raised his head to the sky and howled in agony as well. His scream reverberated within the palace, causing everyone to cover their ears.

Lu Hongqiao shook his head as he looked at Lu Shaoheng's pained expression, but didn't go over to comfort him. He tore off a piece of cloth from his lower part and wrapped it around his bleeding hand. He turned around and walked towards the fragrant snow over a hundred li away, bringing her away from the Imperial Palace.

"Cliff!" Shen San San came back to his senses and hastily rushed over, shaking the cliff that no longer had any signs of life as he cried. The Cliff... "Sob, sob …"

"Shiya, let's go home." Lu Shaoheng gripped the hilt of the sword at the stomach of the cliff and pulled it out, drawing a trail of blood in the air. The long sword fell to the ground, producing a short echo. Lu Shaoheng hugged the cliff and called for the mountain. The two of them rode on the lizard's head and left.

Shen San San, who was sitting on the ground, was at a loss as to what to do.

"A human cannot be revived." Yu Xuan held onto Shuixi's hand as she walked forward, consoling Shen San San who was crying.

It's all my fault. If I hadn't told Lu Shaoheng that the sweet snow was still alive, Lu Shaoheng wouldn't have left the cliff, and the cliff wouldn't have followed us, and the cliff wouldn't have died. It's all my fault, wuu …" Shen San San cried and blamed himself.

"Life and death in this world are all fates. None of us can stop it." Yu Xuan sighed, looking at the distant setting sun.

In the deserted temple, a man in a black robe was sitting by the fire, cooking food. Beside him was a woman lying on a mat, she was still unconscious. The temple was covered with cobwebs, and the door, which seemed ready to fall apart at any moment, was rattling in the wind. The frogs were chirping outside, but no one could be seen.

Lu Hongqiao, who was sitting beside the woman, took her pulse. Her pulse had returned to normal, and her life was in no danger. Lu Hongqiao carefully put her hands away and continued to roast the food on the fishing pot.

Within You Wu.

The scout immediately ran to Yu Wen's and Xiao Yan's room.

"Reporting, something big has happened in the palace. We have to call Yu Wen and Xiao Yan back to the palace."

"A big matter?" The two who were still messing around in the room hastily pushed open the door and came out.

"As for the details, I'm not too sure either. Yu Xuan sent the order for me to rush the horse over in the night. She called you back urgently and said that there was an important discussion." The spy said.

"Men, prepare the carriage!" Yu Wen hastily called for people to prepare the carriage and return to the palace.

Within the palace of the Liu family.

Xiao Kong, who had rushed over that night, was currently giving acupuncture to Xie Zimo, who had yet to wake up. He was holding Mu Qingsi as he guarded by the side. He was extremely anxious and would ask Xiao Kong from time to time about the situation.

"You said Lu Hongqiao took the sweet snow?" Mu Jingshu, whose arm was slightly sore, put down the noisy Mu Qing Si in her embrace and told him to go play with Zhong Xi.

"At that time, the situation was very chaotic and Xie Zimo was unconscious. Both Shiya and Lu Zixu were dead and yet another Lu Hongqiao suddenly appeared. I really do not know which one to deal with first." The situation was too chaotic, there were deaths and injuries, and Xie Zimo was still unconscious. There was no one in the palace who could make the decision, "After Lu Hongqiao stole the sweet snow, I immediately sent spies to inform Yu Wen and Xiao Yan to bring them back. The scouts just left and you came back."

"Lu Hongqiao is actually still alive?" Mu Jingshu also could not accept this kind of news and staggered backwards.

"Beautiful snow!" Xie Zimo suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed. He looked at the room full of people, but he could not find the figure of Baili Feixue. He anxiously grabbed onto Xiao Kong's arm and shook it, "Where's the sweet snow? Where did the snow go? "Tell me quickly!"

"Beautiful Snow, she …"

"The fragrant snow was taken away by Lu Hongqiao." Mu Jingshu stepped forward and told Xie Zimo what Xiao Kong couldn't bear to say. Xie Zimo, who was slumped on the bed, had a complicated expression on his face as he asked, "Where's Lu Zixu?"

"Lu Zixu is dead." Yu Xuan stammered as she replied, "And Cliff is also dead. Lu Shaoheng took her and left."

"Is Shiya dead?" Xie Zimo froze for a moment. He suddenly thought back to the first time he had met a cliff. That girl who dared to love and hate someone died just like that at the prime of her life.

"There's even poison in her body, I wonder where Lu Hongqiao will take her." Xie Zimo sat on the bed, looking much older than before.

Thinking of the death of the cliff, he was very afraid. He was afraid that one day, the 100 miles of fragrant snow would also carry the same fate as the cliff.

No, he definitely would not let such a thing happen!