Chapter 1041: Three lives and three lives, with you forever

His sword directly pierced the armor on his body, showing how cruel and decisive his strength is, and he didn't even leave room for hesitation.
He really had the idea of ​​suicide.
Han Fei held his head, tears falling pattering, shouting: "Qin Che! Qin Che!!!"
Han Fei couldn’t imagine, what kind of willpower he used to get his heart cruel, and pierced her chest. She tore off her clothes, desperately trying to block the clothes on his chest. That blood hole.
However, her hands were already covered with blood and still could not increase his vitality by one minute and a second.
Han Fei almost watched Qin Che's vitality disappear little by little, and the blood on his chest had wet the cloth.
It feels like she killed him herself.
Han Fei's tears couldn't stop, she stammered: "Qin Che, hold on, I will save you, I will save you! You will not die!"
Han Fei desperately took out the medicine bottle she carried with her. Her hands were shaking. She almost couldn't pour out the pills inside. She also dropped a lot of pills. She couldn't control how many pills she took. She just wanted to give it. Qin Che poured in.
But Qin Che couldn't swallow it at all and vomited all of it.
Han Fei suffocated the collapsed emotions severely. She put the pill in her mouth, then lowered her head directly to his lips, pried open his mouth, and sent the pill in, even if she tasted the blood of a mouth. taste.
At this time, Qin Che was already vomiting blood.
Han Fei's tears became more fierce.
Finally forced him to swallow the pill, but Qin Che's life illness was not rescued.
He weakly grasped Han Fei's hand and whispered, "I'm sorry..."
"I don't want to listen to sorry!!! I don't accept your apology! Give me alive!!! Qin Che! Give me alive! Otherwise I won't forgive you! Never!"
The first time Han Fei was so emotionally out of control, which kind of fear of losing him was constantly eroding her heart.
Han Fei has never experienced this kind of feeling.
They have gone through so many times. She died a few times and came back alive and returned to him. She thought that they would almost never be separated, but this time, it was the first time for Han Fei to face so intuitively and powerlessly. understand……
He is dying.
He is dying.
"Qin Che... Qin Che... please, don't leave me!"
No matter how Han Fei cried and screamed, Qin Che's breath faded a little bit. At the last moment, Qin Che grabbed Han Fei's hand and said something difficultly.
"Han Fei... I... I am happy with you..."
"In this life, Weiqing loves..."
"The home of the soul, your heart..."
When he finished speaking the last word, a mouthful of blood poured out from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were completely closed.
"Qin Che!!!"
Han Fei yelled heartbreakingly, but... the one she loved couldn't hear anymore.
No breath.
Han Fei hugged his body and lowered her head, her hair covering her face.
At this moment, the world seemed to be still.
The war broke out, and the shouts and collisions were gone.
The world seems to lose its color.
He took her world away.
She was still holding his body in her arms, but she could no longer feel his breathing or his calling.
I don't know how long it took, maybe a long time, or maybe a short time.
She finally released her hand and gently laid Qin Che on the ground. She knelt down on one knee. She stretched out her right hand into a fist, and slowly leaned against the heart of the left chest, and the other But her hand raised two fingers, leaning against the center between her eyebrows and eyes, she lowered her head slightly, maintaining this strange posture.
The hair covered her face, and she couldn't see her face or her expression at the moment.
She opened her mouth gently, whispering something in a voice that only she could hear.
"Today I am here, the king is here, I hope to miss each other, and look forward to each other. If the chaos in this life is like a mess, if the red dust is deceiving me, if this life is chaotic and enchanting, I would like to hold a long sword and cut through thorns and thorns, and I would like to keep the king without worries.
The tone is not stable, and there is still a tremor that hasn't calmed down, but every sentence seems to span time, life and death.
"What the king wants, what the king thinks, what the king reads, what we have in the day and evening, the birth of the king, it is not enough to walk all over the mountains and rivers for the king, the prosperous world, three thousand worlds are looking forward to meeting, if the red battlefield is troubled, please promise Your coming world will be splendid and splendid, full of fireworks in the city."
Word by word, with a distant breath, as if penetrating the envelope of night.
Han Fei was looking at Qin Che, even if his eyes couldn't be opened at this moment, even if he couldn't make any response at this moment, even at this moment... all her promises have become absurd.
Tears, drop by drop, rolled off the face, leaving deep tears.
The scenes that are still happening, from the beginning of her acquaintance, they promised each other, kissed each other, wished, fell in love.
She is the guard of gold and he is the demon king of the demon world.
They existed in opposition to each other, unable to live together, unable to make peace, and unable to make peace.
When I first saw it, in the peach blossom forest, she looked back and smiled, amazed his eyes, and since then she has gotten her love and sprouted quietly.
She still remembered that the shadow that had been following behind her had been protected in the dark for countless times, even if she was so strong that she didn't need protection, but this thought was hidden in her heart.
Slowly, slowly, she also remembered the figure, until that day, she turned around, and the two met, their eyes facing each other, and in an instant she knew that the person in front of him was a demon. It's the devil.
Obviously shouldn't meet, obviously shouldn't know each other, obviously shouldn't love each other, but can the figure rooted in the heart be expelled?
She put down her sword, her beliefs, her identity, and everything she had chased. She was willing to become an ordinary person for him, and to become a demon for her.
And he...is willing to split the soul for her, just to resurrect her again, to appear again, and to be entangled again.
Thousands of years ago, she was a goddess, and he was a guardian.
Once again, she saw him curled up in the heavy snow.
She thought it was their first meeting, but she didn't know. At that time, he waited there early, day after day, pretending to be the weakest appearance, making her feel sorry, he always knew , She is the most softhearted.
She took him back and took good care of him, but she didn't know that all of this was his strategy. He was by her side. This time, their identities were no longer opposites, and they were finally no longer forced to separate.
The war started, and he became the strongest existence behind her. He was a god-guard, but he was only a god-guard to protect her alone. If she wanted this world, then he would help her get this world.