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With severe pain in his heart, Yuan Zheng's legs softened, and he plunged the sword into the ground fiercely, supporting his precarious body with the thin blade of the sword.

The moment the sharp sword was pulled out, warm liquid splashed onto her face.

Sweet bloody smell.

Chu Zhesheng didn't know how badly he was injured, she whispered: "Yuanzheng..."

He obviously couldn't stand still, but he still didn't fall down. Even with his last breath, he wanted to take her away.

A large amount of blood poured out of his mouth, Yuan Zheng was in a state of despair and weakness that he had never felt before.

"Don't be afraid."

He stuffed his incomplete sleeve into her hand and let her hold it tightly.

Chu Zhesheng's weak voice trembled slightly: "How are you..."

Yuan Zheng's handsome face was as pale as snow, but there were bright red spots between his brows. His white clothes were in tatters, his body was covered with hideous wounds, and the hilt of his sword was trembling in his hand.

"Take your life!"

Seeing Yuan Zheng was weak and embarrassed, the dead men started the next round of attack. The long sword came in with the cold wind. Large pieces of blood gushed out from his mouth and nose, and the wound in his chest was like two blood holes. The blood gushed out, fell down the corner of his clothes, and drowned the fallen flowers at his feet with a thud.

Blood……

The sky is full of blood.

Chu Zhesheng's limbs became stiff and cold, she was extremely nervous, and desperately clenched his wide sleeves, the fine silk was wrinkled under her rubbing.

She couldn't see, but her hearing was very sensitive. She felt his breath was weak and unsteady, and could even hear him panting heavily.

She also knew the subtle sound of the sharp sword piercing into the flesh.

"Yuanzheng... let's go... leave me alone."

Chu Zhesheng admitted that she was very courageous, even though Yuan Zheng hurt her thousands of times, she still didn't want him to die because of her.

These people are menacing, and he can't get out with her.

Yuan Zheng pulled out the dead man's sword abruptly, and blood beads were scattered in the air against the sound of the wind. Although he was covered with injuries, he still remained motionless.

His voice was hoarse but contained strong emotion, "Zhesheng...as long as I have breath, I will...won't leave you behind."

"Three years ago, I didn't hold your hand. Today, even if I only have one hand left, I will take you away."

Yuan Zheng's eyes were fierce, and he waved the Qingfeng in his hand, his voice was cold: "Aren't you going to kill me? Just rely on you?"

After finishing speaking, Yuan Zheng started a fierce fight with the dead again, blood splattered, and there were corpses and bones everywhere, Chu Zhesheng cried: "Yuan Zheng, do you think I will forgive you? From the moment you gave up on me, I I won't forgive you anymore, who cares about you taking me away? Go away... Go far away, I don't want to see you again in my life. I hate you, I won't forgive you!"

Between life and death, her emotions have responded before her reason.

Yuan Zheng...

After all, she was reluctant to let him die.

The dead man lowered Yuan Zheng's fighting power, even if he broke his arm, even if he was seriously injured, but he desperately killed for the one he loves, it was a killing intent that made the world tremble, the sword light was sharp, and the sky was full of killing Surrounded by meaning, the air was almost freezing.

Yuan Zheng's white clothes finally turned into red clothes.

The last sword.

It pierced through the dead man's heart, and his tall body suddenly fell to the ground. His blood-soaked hands could no longer hold the sword hilt. He knelt down in a pile of corpses in embarrassment and weakness. Blood pooled, his face became paler and his skin seemed to be cut by a knife blade, he didn't even dare to move, because the wound would burst and the blood would not stop.

He was lying in a pool of desolate red blood, every cell in his body was screaming, he turned his head with difficulty, raised his head vigorously, and looked at Chu Zhesheng with teary eyes.

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