Chapter 118:

Suddenly, Yan Ye's smoke-free heart stretched out and slaps his hands towards Selse. I thought this palm, she would avoid, no longer hinder him to rescue Yi Lengxue. Of course, she never expected, but she did not shy away, her posture still drifted towards Yi Lengxue. Ye Wuyan had a great pain in his heart, but it was impossible to take back his palm strength, and he saw the palm hitting his chest.
The scimitar's machete was in Selse's hands. At this moment, the softness was like a sampan, which wrapped around Yi Lengxue's waist and forced her to the cliff top. But she was blown out by the smokeless palm of the night and sprayed the sky with blood mist, falling on the white snow, red dazzling, red gorgeous.
Her light body was pushed under the cliff at the same time, and fell under the deep cliff.
"Sir!" Yelled in smoke in horror at night, rushed straight towards the cliff and reached out, but only seized Sel's sleeve. And he was dragged down more than half of his body by the surging posture, and his toes hooked the vines protruding from the cliff.
The two of them went up and down, and they were in danger of hanging on the cliff.
He raised his eyes and looked upwards. Through the misty mountain mist, he saw his handsome face, but also broke her heart's face.
Wu Yao thought that day, wearing a battle robe, in the soft light of April, he hit her line of sight. The whole person was like a sword hidden in a sheath. At that time, she saw through the fierce under the man Swen, the domineering under the elegant. However, beside him, there was Yi Yingxiang, all her admiration could only be hidden in his heart. When she met Ming Chunshui, she was attracted by his free-spirited and shocking talents. At that time, she thought that she finally got rid of her admiration for him. However, she did not know that she liked Ming Chunshui, perhaps because he seemed to have If not, he has his shadow. That night on the prairie, she blocked his arrows for him, making her heart tangled for a time, thinking that she was an unruly woman.
However, it turned out that her heart was hanging around him, no matter if it was smokeless at night or spring water, no matter how he treated her, she still loved him.
Even now, he slaps his palm against her chest, she still knows her heart clearly, she loves him.
It's just a pity that her affection, her relationship, and her fascination are only a self-directed joke.
The past, like magic, comes one after another, every picture and every word in memory is like a needle, and it is painful for a while. This palm completely smashed her heart, shattered it in her chest, and was a mess, she couldn't clean it anymore. All the memories turned into a white blind spot at this moment, like light smoke, evaporated invisibly.
The pain in her heart is more than pain?
The feeling of gnawing at her bones made her never want to try again.
She thought of the baby in her belly, and there was a cramp in her heart. He probably doesn't know the news yet. It seems that Yun Qingkang hasn't told him yet, but even if he knows, what can he do?
Everything is irreversible!
She likes children and always likes them.
曾经 She once thought that if he has a baby in the future, he must give him happiness and let him live happily. However, at this time, she couldn't even give him a chance to be born.
His father does not like his mother, and his mother hates his father. Even if he is born, he will not be happy.
Hard-working child!
She looked up at the smoke-free night, her jade face was clear and gorgeous, but there was a smile on the corner of her lips. There was a trace of sadness in that smile, like a flower about to bloom. It is withering and falling.
"Sir! Hold me fast!" He called her in shock. At this moment, he saw the eternal decision in her eyes, inexplicable, terrible decision.
He raised his eyes, looking at his deep and quiet black eyes, filled with endless horror and fear.
She smiled, smiled brilliantly, but in such a bright smile, there was boundless desolation.
"There is no smoke at night, and there will be no future." She said, softly, as if the clouds and mist in the mountains were light and windy.
伸 Holding out her hand, but not holding his palm, but tearing the last trace of involvement with him in Chan's smile.
"No! ..." Ye Wuyan yelled.
The drooping figure was flying in the hair, and there was a beautiful smile on the pale face. A cyan dress drifted away in the snowy background, like a beautiful gift, withered, and there was still a subtle fragrance left.
Tears shed tears from his cheeks and fell into the bottomless depths, falling to pieces.
In this life, she hated tears most. In her opinion, it was a sign of cowardice. But since meeting him, she has been sad to cry more than once. But she held back.
此时 At this moment, she couldn't help it anymore.
Unprecedented and unprecedented, tears of despair and sorrow constantly poured out, and the hot tears burst into tears, falling like rain, and it was difficult to restrain themselves.
At this moment, she just realized: if a person is sad and desperate, he will only cry. She didn't cry before, she thought she was strong, and at this time she knew that it wasn't sad enough.
She was crying, she seemed to shed all the tears accumulated in this life.
Weep, anyway, there is no chance of tears in this life. Anyway, no matter how we cry, no one will see her tears.
He thought thoughtlessly that his body became lighter and lighter, like flying.
This ending may be the last mercy of God to her, let her die under his palm, and forever break the root of his affection for him. From then on, whether she was alive or dead, her heart would never have the pain of heartbreaking because of him.
He was blocked by something, and the momentum of falling was eased.
He opened his eyes, and from the blue silk, he saw that it was an oblique pine tree. On such a cliff, there are still trees alive. Suddenly, her heart trembled, and she did indeed have the idea of ​​death at first, but when she thought of the baby in her belly, her heart seemed to be scratched by a sharp blade. She could even feel the blood leaking out little by little. The pain was suffocating.
Do not!
After all, the child is innocent. She can't break his vitality because of her own thoughts.
She can't!
Suddenly suffering from the severe pain in his chest, he took the initiative and lifted up the internal force. The crescent machete still held in his hand was poured into the internal force. She glanced at the gap in the cliff, and the crescent knife was inserted inside, because she was injured and the internal force was damaged, the machete could not be inserted into the stone gap. His body was only a little bit, and he fell again.
记得 She remembered that the bottom of the cliff in Heishan is the river of hate water, but now it is winter, the river water must be frozen. If it falls on the ice, it will still die. However, if you fall into the water, there may be a hint of vitality.
Thinking about this, in the whirling wind, the Crescent Scimitar was turned over, the blade pointed at the bottom, and he was infuriated, and he continued to circle. Finally, when the crescent crescent knife touched the ice, the rapid force made a circle on the ice, and the ice broke first, then crashed into the water.
At the moment of falling into the water, the rapid fall force made her sink into the bottom of the water, holding her breath, and the sound of rushing water was all around her ears, the cold river water was so cold.
The crescent knife scatters the internal force, soft like a streamer, around the waist. Moved hands and feet, but moved freely. But there was darkness under the water, and it just fell into the broken hole before it could be found. She was swimming under the icy water, constantly moving forward along the icy river.
I wondered how long I had swam, and then there was another ice cave in front of me, surging to the surface and lying on the ice.
The pain in her chest, the pain in her heart, the weakness and cold in her whole body, came to her together. However, she could still bear it, and what made her palpitated was the faint pain in the lower abdomen.
Baby, her child!
He hurriedly took out the pill bag taken from Yun Qiang's madness in his arms and went to look for the pill he said. However, his hands were frozen, and accidentally, the medicine capsule fell on the ice, and a dozen pills murmured. Black, like white beads on the white ice.
Secretly lying on the ice, the jade hands trembled, looking for the pill that Yun Qingkang said. Large teardrops rained from the clear eyes, blurring the sight.
孩子 "Child, you must hold on, mother-in-law will take the pill, you will be all right, will be all right ..." Secretly choked, repeating sentence by sentence, like crazy.
She pinched her finger, she didn't listen at all, a pill, she had to pinch for a long time. She didn't know what kind of pills she was holding in her hands, and stuffed it into her mouth, swallowed in the cold river water.
She no longer held up, she lay down on the ice weakly, looking up at the sky.
The snow was falling, piece by piece, with large tracts floating, like falling butterflies, falling one after another. For a while tighter than a moment, dancing in the air, dancing all kinds of graceful postures, or flying, or hovering, or drifting with the wind.
Mi Xue, after a while, was full of people, just died like this?
There was a sound of footsteps faintly on the ice in front of him, and he looked sideways, and snowflakes fluttered in front of him, turning his vision blurred. Vaguely, a blue man walked slowly on the white ice.
She couldn't see what he looked like, only felt that he approached her, slowly picked her up, and the consciousness dissipated at this moment.
The sound of cracks and stabs stabbed Ye Fuyan's eardrums, and his hands were empty for a moment, and the wind passed through the fingers, trembling coldly, as if sobbing.
She went, severing the connection between him and her, and went without hesitation. How can she be such a free and easy person, so ruthless, so frivolous, so cruel to herself. He always thought that she was strong. Until this moment, he knew that he hurt her deeply, otherwise, with her temperament, she would never leave like that.