The ghost is the husband, the wife is the supreme

Chapter 415
The lightning all over the sky and the thunder bombarding her ears failed to draw Du Ran's attention away from her thoughts. Her expression was numb and her face was terribly pale. Lost color.

her world.

The moment Shen Yu disappeared...

It's all broken.

She is no longer her.

Slowly, slowly...she started laughing, laughing softly, laughing and crying, slowly...

Her laughter grew louder, flamboyant, and unscrupulous.

She was obviously smiling, but her face seemed to be full of sadness. Her tears never stopped, but the corners of her mouth were raised. She was extremely sad, but she laughed indulgently. In the world, only her voice could roaming around.

"Duran, what are you laughing at?"

The voice of Tiandao resounded through the sky accompanied by the rumbling thunder, still in that tone of controlling everything.

He is the way of heaven, he is the master of the three realms, and even her life trajectory is arranged by him.

How ironic all of this is!

"I laugh...I laugh that everything I want to wait for has left me!"

"I laugh... I laugh that I can't even grasp the most important person in my life!"

"I laugh... Once upon a time, I was willing to surrender, obey, and give everything for the heaven and the world, but in the end... the depression left me!"

Du Ran's choked voice was still trembling, as if these words had exhausted all her strength.

"Du Ran, there is a time for fate, he should be killed!"

Du Ran's response was to laugh out loud.

"You said... destiny! How much have I paid for this fate! All I want is... just a him! All I want is a long-term companionship! He has never been judged! Depressed, There is nothing wrong! If there is a mistake... His biggest mistake..."

Du Ran's voice trembled out of shape. Several times, she thought she was about to suffocate, but she still spoke stubbornly.

"His biggest mistake... was meeting me!"

Without her, he would still be the emperor high above the underworld.

Without her, he would be an emperor in control of one party's power, respected by all ghosts.

Without her, he would have attained great success in Taoism, his real body, and he would be at ease in the world from now on.

Without her, he would not have been sealed, expelled, imprisoned for 9000 years, unable to escape day and night.

Without her, he would not become the greatest darkness among the Three Realms and would not be judged.

If... all this without her...

How could Ayu's future be like this?

How could it ever be... the soul flew away and disappeared...

That handsome face that was once tender and sweet still lingers in my mind for a long time.

Du Ran's smile could no longer be sustained, she laughed madly, laughed out tears, more like...indulging her already collapsed emotions, she stood up, stretched out her hand, and pointed at Lei Yun, like Pointing to the way of heaven hidden within the thundercloud.

She said: "Heaven, my whole life is under your arrangement. You let me come, let me become a fairy, let me practice, let me experience everything, but only falling in love with depression is the only thing that makes me fall in love with melancholy." Things are no longer under your control, that's me! That's me, Du Ran! It's my exclusive feeling! You heard me clearly! Falling in love with depression, it's me, Du Ran! It's me! I don't regret it! I No regrets!"

She roared over and over again, as if she was serious with the whole heaven, as if she was defying the most powerful existence in the world.

"The thing I regret the most is..."

Du Ran spoke word by word.

"Why, why, want, become, immortal!"

"Boom--"

The thunder is like an angry flamingo, roaring, clamoring, and threatening.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, blowing everything in the world.

Thunder clouds are flying, petals are flying, and the mud is being rolled up. In the strong wind, Du Ran's thin figure is like a cluster of pines and cypresses between the sky and the earth. feared.

Lost her depression, what else is she afraid of?
The strong wind blew up her waterfall-like hair, which was messy and covered her face. The pale face seemed to have lost blood, like a walking corpse.

"Du Ran, have you ever known your mistakes with such rebellious words!"

The majestic voice of heaven sounded, she looked up at the sky, slightly raised the corners of her mouth, she wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, at this moment, she stopped the tears, she looked at the people who were once in awe of her The way of heaven, the way of heaven that she respects, at this moment, she no longer has these awes, some... just ridicule.

"I want to become a fairy, and the fairy crosses my body, steals my love, and destroys my feelings. What use is this position of becoming a fairy to me!"

Between heaven and earth, these crazy words resounded through the sky.

"Becoming a fairy cuts off my love, so... what's the problem with being a ghost? My whole life is just for having such a person, I love, look forward to, wait for, I waited for so long, I love So long……"

A touch of sadness stained Du Ran's brows, as if the whole person had declined, and the aura of a god in her body was slowly diminishing.

She reached out and pressed on her heart.

She said softly: "If you are a ghost, you will stick to my love, if you are a fairy, you will break my love."

The nails grew wildly, and the pointed nails docked at the heart.

Suddenly, Du Ran stabbed all the heart.

"Well."

After a muffled snort, a stream of blood snaked down from the corner of Du Ran's lips, reflected on her pale face, making her look even more desolate.

"You want to get rid of the immortal tendons! How dare you!"

Du Ran showed a relieved smile in the midst of the pain, her eyes began to blur, and she seemed to see Shen Yu standing in front of her and stretched out her hand to her.

He said to her, "but here you are."

Du Ran opened his mouth, speaking word by word.

"I don't want it anymore. I don't want to be a fairy, I don't want to be a god, I don't want to be that high god..."

"I just want...to be his wife..."

"On the tombstone after death, engrave his name..."

Du Ran pulled out a strand of golden silk thread little by little, and the golden thread dissipated little by little when it touched the outside air.

That is... the fairy tendon that belongs to the gods...

Removing the celestial tendons is no less than tearing the soul in two. Such pain made Du Ran's whole face wrinkle up, but she still didn't stop until a complete celestial tendon was completely pulled out. in vivo.

From then on, there will be no more Xingjun Liyou in the heavenly court.

Du Ran fell to the ground in pain, she climbed, squirmed, and stretched out her hand, as if to meet the depression that appeared in front of her, she looked at him, he didn't disappear, he was still waiting for her.

Du Ran smiled, she was relieved in the pain, she said slowly.

"In this life, as a human being, I only want an... ordinary relationship..."

"And this feeling...is called..."

"Life and death go hand in hand."

(End of this chapter)