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Chapter 408 The Dying Man
Blood flowed from the corner of Wen Ruyu's mouth, she sneered, and said, "Beigong Tengxiao, if you continue to fight, if you don't die by my hands, you will die."

Beigong Tengxiao gasped slightly, and his fingertips were trembling uncontrollably. He gritted his teeth and swung his sword to confront him again.

The sound of thunderstorms was mixed with the clear symphony of Qingfeng. Sometimes clothes and flesh were torn, and the smell of blood filled the air, but it was quickly covered up by the heavy rain.

Mo Wei sat on the stone under the tree, the rain falling along the stone, and the tree above shielded her from the rain.

Her physical strength has gradually recovered, and the injury on her leg has improved due to the medicine applied by Wen Ruyu. She limped off the stone, and saw Wen Ruyu's arm was stabbed again, which stung her eyes.

She clenched her teeth, her heart tightened as Wen Ruyu's flesh and blood was cut, her brows slowly furrowed, she tightened her grip on the sword in her hand, and before she even took a step, she heard Wen Ruyu's commanding scolding: "Sit tight, don't come over!"

"You!" Mo Wei gritted her teeth unwillingly. Wen Ruyu usually obeyed her words, but he never allowed her to make troubles unreasonably. Once he decided something, she could never change it. She was afraid that she would take another step forward. , he will form a barrier and pop her out, which will only consume more of his internal energy...

After thinking about it, she snorted coldly and said, "If you die, no one will collect your body for you!"

In a moment, Beigong Tengxiao was at a disadvantage due to the toxins in his body. He only took a few steps, and Wen Ruyu's sword pierced his left shoulder and pressed it against the tree. Blood spread rapidly from the wound.

Beigong Tengxiao glanced at the wound, sneered and said, "It's off."

Wen Ruyu pursed her thin lips tightly. Beigong Tengxiao was really a terrifying opponent. He was not merciful, but even his hand holding the sword hilt was trembling.

Beigong Tengxiao was seriously injured, and he was not much better. The breath he was holding back due to his internal strength injury could no longer be sustained, and blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Seeing that Beigong Tengxiao seemed to be slowly recovering his strength, Wen Ruyu seemed to realize something, her eyes showed unbelievable astonishment, and said: "Did you eat Qingling Ring?"

Beigong Tengxiao, who was supposed to be dying, was able to confront him until now. He had such amazing perseverance unless he had eaten a poison that was forcibly stimulating him. From his disordered breathing, Wen Ruyu also vaguely guessed that he had eaten Qinglingling, whose tendons will rupture and die within three days.

Beigong Tengxiao's thin lips curved into a sarcastic smile, and he said, "What do you have to fear about a dying person?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his green blade penetrated Wen Ruyu's left chest fiercely. While Wen Ruyu was in shock, he pushed him away, pulled out the sword on his body, and left quickly.

"Wen Ruyu!" Mo Wei screamed and ran towards him like crazy. When she saw his figure losing strength and falling, her soul seemed to be pulled away, her legs softened and she fell to the ground.

Her panicked hands trembled, and she crawled to his side in a panic, and helped him up with difficulty. When she saw a large stain of blood on the wound, she immediately started bleeding for him to stop the bleeding, and said with trembling lips and teeth: "No... You can't die, you can't die..."

Wen Ruyu's vision gradually blurred, but when she raised her eyes, she saw the girl's outline very clearly.

His face gradually turned pale, and he looked at her face that was soaked by the rain. He raised his weak hand and slowly touched her cheek, wiping away tears, and said with a gentle smile: "Weiwei, you Cry for me?"

"I'm not crying." Mo Wei gritted her teeth, stared at him with red eyes, and said, "Wen Ruyu, your life is mine, you are not allowed to die, do you hear me!"

"Young Master, if Ruyu dies under your orders, he has already put his life in your hands, isn't he?"

"I don't care! I won't let you die, you're not allowed to die, you're not allowed to die!" The heavy rain covered Mo Wei's tears, but her voice became more trembling and choked, and her eyes and nose became increasingly red. , anyone who sees it will feel distressed.

"I'm sorry, Weiwei, I didn't complete the task you gave me." He sighed softly and said, "But I have ordered the believers to defend along the way. Beigong Tengxiao will not be able to last long in this state." Mo Wei grasped He grabbed his collar and was no longer as strong as before. He lowered his head and sobbed, but kept repeating: "Don't die, don't die..."

"Young Master, you have grown up and learned to be independent. In the future... you will definitely be able to revive the Yousheng Sect..."

"Wen Ruyu!" Mo Wei gritted her teeth, not wanting to hear more of his last words. She amplified her voice and cried, "The antidote for Bu Shenghua is in your hands. You are already dead. What about me?" ?! For me, stay alive! Wen Ruyu, I want you to stay alive!"

"Fool..." He wiped away the warmth from the corners of her eyes with his fingers, his smile was gentle and revealed fragile beauty, "How could I bear to poison you, how could I bear to...do something that hurts you...eat it? Bu Shenghua, I am the only one from beginning to end, now, are you relieved?"

Mo Wei's pupils suddenly tightened, and her head roared.

Yes, he had done things to hurt her once upon a time...

"Weiwei, I love you forever..."

Mo Wei was about to say something, but he put his fingers on her lips, and his voice gradually became hoarse: "I love you, it's not unnecessary words."

Before Mo Wei could speak, the man in her arms slowly closed her eyes, and his gradually cold hands slipped from her face.

"Wen Ruyu!" Mo Wei cried so heartbreakingly for the first time. She grabbed him with her trembling fingertips, and her heart ached like never before. She lowered her head and buried herself in his arms, sobbing, "I still There are so many things I haven’t said to you, how could you die! I... I love you too, I have fallen in love with you a long time ago, I just can’t let go... I... Wen Ruyu, woo woo... I love you so much... …I love you……"

For a time, countless regrets came to her heart. She hated herself for always being so bad to him. Looking at his pale and lifeless face, what frequently appeared in her mind was his extremely gentle smile.

She lowered her head and kissed him, hot tears sliding down her cheeks and dripping on his face.

There were rustling footsteps ahead, but Mo Wei, who was always alert, turned a deaf ear.

Pushing aside the rain-covered leaves, you can see the figures of the Yousheng Cult members.

The three believers knelt down on one knee, clasped their fists and lowered their heads, saying: "Young Master, my subordinates' rescue is too late."

Mo Wei's thoughts gradually became clearer. She slowly raised her head, her eyes full of angry murderous intent, and she roared: "Trash! Only come now!"

She grabbed the stone on the ground and threw it hard on the three people's faces.

The believers did not dodge or evade, but remained silent and allowed Mo Wei to vent her anger.

"Carry me back."

After hearing the order, the three believers raised their eyes and said, "Yes."

Mo Wei was stunned. It wasn't until the cultist stood up that she realized that the person in her arms had spoken.

(End of this chapter)