Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 808 It should be said to be Bei Chenyan!
Chapter 808: It should be Bei Chenyan!
Xuan Tianji and the others stood there stunned, watching with scarlet eyes.

In everyone's mind, four words clearly emerged: There is no way to return to heaven.

Ling Xiyue blocked all the heaven-defying blows that were supposed to fall on Nalan Xueyi's body. Even with her current skill, she couldn't bear it at all. It was like a catastrophe that almost tore her apart!

Ling Xiyue's hand lightly grabbed Nalan Xueyi's sleeve, "Xue, Xueyi..."

With just a slight movement, another mouthful of blood was vomited out, and the big mouthfuls of bright red soaked through her pure white skirt, smudged and blooming.

"Yue'er, Yue'er, don't...don't talk, don't talk." Nalan Xueyi's whole body was trembling slightly, her mind was in turmoil, her disorganized voice couldn't find a complete tone, and she tremblingly held her bloody cheek.

But he could only watch the dazzling red fill his palm, penetrate his fingertips, and pierce his soul, powerless.

Xuan Tianji and everyone in the Snow Clan turned their heads away, unable to bear to look any further.

Why did it become like this...

Are they wrong?
At this moment, she no longer felt any pain, only felt that her body seemed to be pieced together by countless sand and dust, and with just a slight movement, it would be shattered and annihilated, and even her soul seemed to float out of the body.

Her lips opened and closed instinctively, "Don't, don't hit..."

"Don't fight, don't fight, we don't fight, Yue'er, I will listen to you, please, don't..." Cold tears rushed out of Nalan Xueyi's scarlet eyes, his expression was confused and hesitant, as if his whole soul With the girl's gradually disappearing breath, it gradually faded away.

No, it's not what he wants.

Ling Xiyue smiled, but tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

Blood was still pouring out from the corner of her mouth, the girl's pale fingertips, little by little, clenched the man's snow-white sleeves tightly, leaving scarlet finger marks, exhausting all her strength, "...Yes, I'm sorry, Xueyi."

The intermittent voice, just like her appearance at this time, was broken.

Sorry, she promised, but still failed to fall in love with him.

Sorry, she couldn't return his love.

I'm sorry she hurt him time and time again.

But after all, there was one time, she chose him and protected him, even if she died, she could feel at ease.

I was originally a passer-by in this world, but because she gave birth to so many murders and killed so many innocent people, I really deserve to die. Ling Xiyue laughed and vomited a big mouthful of blood again. The eyelids are gradually unable to support.

Now, she pays them back.

"It's all my fault, it's my fault..." Nalan Xueyi shook his head, his expression dazed, there was a breath of blood in his throat, and as his hoarse voice overflowed, his peerless face was in chaos.

A single thought of greed brings forth all kinds of evil.

A single thought of evil brings forth all kinds of evil.

One wrong step, one wrong step!

It was his selfish desire to possess this warmth that led to a big mistake.

But why, the retribution should fall on the person he loves, why should it fall on Yue'er, why!
And Xuan Ye, who had fallen into madness, had been completely swallowed by the blood curse, and could not see anything from the outside world, nor did he know what he saw.

But just at that moment, there seemed to be another soul in his body, and he clearly saw that scene, and his blood-red pupils, which had no temperature, were uncontrollable, suffocated suddenly, and followed the falling body in a daze.

The man fell to his knees, tortured by the blood curse so painfully.

Blood streaks rose all over his body, as if there were countless clues, tightly shackling him!
The blood pupils are deep, and although they are empty and lifeless, they have been following that figure, but it is like a blurred mirror, and all the things reflected there are superficial, unable to be reflected in the depths, so they cannot be seen clearly.

He exhausted all his strength and tried hard to see clearly, so that his face became more and more hideous.

Like a drowning person trying to get out of the water.

He felt something was passing away...

"Ah—" Xuan Ye hugged his head and let out a painful roar like a trapped animal, breaking through the silent night.

As the snow fell, Ling Xiyue's eyelashes trembled, and she let go of Nalan Xueyi's sleeve, leaving bright red finger marks.

But she exhausted all the remaining strength in her body, and she couldn't raise her hand again. The blood-stained hand was so soft, and it fell on the cold snow, towards the man with blood-red eyes who was completely swallowed by darkness.

The pale and frightening fingertips exerted force, but they couldn't move an inch after all, and the blood stained the surrounding white snow red.

Her bright red lips opened and closed slightly, but no sound came out.

But the trembling lips could vaguely distinguish: Yan...

She seemed to remember him.

Also at this moment, those out-of-focus eyes, stained with Feixue's eyelashes, slowly closed, like dead butterflies in the night sky, falling silently and silently.

"Yue'er, don't...no..." Nalan Xueyi suddenly tightened his arms around the girl, his broken voice cobbled together a heart-wrenching roar.

The eyes are no longer clear and lustrous, but scarlet, like a demon.

why why!
Xuan Tianji and others looked at it, and wept with heartache.

Nalan Xueyi hugged the girl who had lost her breath in her arms, dazedly, her pupils lost focus, and her blood-stained palm ran down her cheek, caressing her gently, her murmured voice was like that misty cloud, " Yue'er, I was wrong, I was wrong, it doesn't hurt anymore, it won't hurt anymore..."

His bright red palm slowly fell behind the girl's ear.

The world of ice and snow, like mist, slowly lingered in his palm.

Three ice-cast silver strands protruded from the girl's jet-black hair bit by bit, pulled by the invisible force in his hand, until they all floated out and gathered between his palms.

In the end, with a slight shock from him, he disappeared into a cloud of smoke.

It was him, that night in Piaoxue Tower, the night when she first met Xuan Ye, the night when she was about to break through the seal of the golden needle, he used the ice soul silver needle to seal her memory again.

That's why she once again forgot the broken fragments that she remembered, that's why she woke up as if nothing had happened, and was indifferent to Xuan Ye again, and that's why she was ignorant and willing to come to Xueyu with him.

The instigator of all this is him.

Originally, he just wanted her to live a good life, but he didn't know when, as he walked, he completely deviated from the original track. In the warmth that was within reach, he lost his soul, became intoxicated, and gradually He lost himself, couldn't see her pain and was helpless, and cruelly ignored her struggle and hesitation.

Now, he set her free.

It won't hurt anymore, Yue'er, from now on, it won't hurt anymore.

The moment Ling Xiyue closed her eyes, Xuan Ye spurted out a mouthful of blood!

The girl's back, silhouette, and the many and complicated memories of the past...all of them, in his blood-red pupils, are bit by bit clear, and countless fragmented pictures are constantly colliding with his head, almost bursting.

Suddenly, he saw the girl turn around, smiling at him with clear eyes, "Yan."

With a call, that blurred face became completely clear!

"No—" roared frantically, Xuan Ye suddenly woke up!

No, it should be Bei Chenyan!

(End of this chapter)