Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 810 One step, one lifetime!
Chapter 810: One step, one lifetime!
"Nalan Xueyi..." Bei Chenyan spoke suddenly, hoarse and slow.

Those shallow words are cold and faint, inaudible, as if they are about to disappear in the world.

And the man's eyes still stayed on the girl's blood-stained face, without raising his head, "It was me who pushed Xiyue to you with my own hands. It was my fault, but this time, I will never hand her over to you again." No one will ever leave her behind, so this time, it's just me and her, no one else."

With the total death.

No matter the world or hell.

This time, he will not abandon her again.

Xiyue, wait for me.

After understanding Bei Chenyan's words, Nalan Xueyi let out a low heck, and smiled miserably, with an ethereal and illusory look of sadness.

That's right, he ruined all of this with his own hands, betrayed Yue'er's trust in him, and ruined himself. Now, he doesn't even have the qualifications to die with her.

Bei Chenyan hugged the girl in his arms tightly, and slowly raised the true energy all over his body. The black wave blood mist was like a substance, and the reversed true energy swept out, blowing away the hair and clothes of the two, intertwined and inseparable. Regardless.

Xuan Tianji and the two Venerables exchanged extremely painful glances, and both lowered their heads, unable to bear to watch the scene of the man committing suicide.

But at this moment, the blood-stained girl's fingertips moved slightly.

"Yue'er!" Nalan Xueyi suddenly raised his eyes.

Bei Chenyan didn't see it, but at that moment, he seemed to feel something, as if his soul was connected, and he could clearly feel the recovery of a dying soul.

He was suffocated, the blood in his eyes almost rushed out, and he looked at the girl in his arms, "Xiyue?"

Is it his delusion?

Is it the illusion that people are dying!
Bei Chenyan couldn't believe it, grabbed Ling Xiyue's cold little hand, leaned against his cheek, exhausted all his strength, pressed against him, let the blood on her hand stain his cheek red, had no time to care, tried to feel Even a little bit of real warmth.

"Xiyue!" Bei Chenyan smiled, on that Asura-like face, it was dark and beautiful, but there were blood-red tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

Yes, he felt it!

His Xiyue!

Ling Xiyue was in a daze, as if trapped in a Xumi illusion, and as if wandering on the side of Huangquan Road, her consciousness was vague, but she clearly heard the call of the man next to her ear, so clearly.

Yan, her Yan.

The person she loves the most, how can she forget?
Bei Chenyan stopped the infuriating reversal, gathered the crimson power again, overdrawn everything, and tried desperately to stabilize Ling Xiyue's faint vitality, and finally saw her pale cheeks, showing a little bit of anger.

Xuan Tianji's eyes revealed ecstasy, and he burst into tears for a moment.

Great, really great, the power of the blood curse is not a legend!

If the matter of Sanshan and Wubu was really a misunderstanding, and if Yueyatou died here because of his mistake, how should he explain to the Huangfu family?

In Nalan Xueyi's ashen-like eyes, a light suddenly rose, as if in the darkness of the eternal night, there were stars twinkling and rising again, breaking through the death-like endless darkness, giving him light and hope.

Even if there is only a little sporadic, it is enough to light up the rest of his life!
Nalan Xueyi wanted to step forward, but just as he took a step, he stopped suddenly, his black hair fluttering in the wind.

Yue'er will probably never want to see him again, and she will never forgive him.

And he was ashamed to face it.

dare not face...

Nalan Xueyi stared at the girl whose complexion was gradually returning to life, her eyes were deep, as if she wanted to remember everything about her, in her heart, for the rest of her life, but there was no expression on the man's face, as indifferent as before.

It can be clearly seen that something is broken little by little in the man's calm eyes.

Yue'er, this time, I got to know you before him. From Zhongzhou, thousands of miles away, to Nanyu, thousands of islands, from the first encounter in Qingcheng, where the battlefield was turbulent, to the snowy region of the extreme north, I exhausted all my strength, But in the end, I still lost, a crushing defeat.

I never got it, but lost it thousands of times in my heart.

I thought I was just one step too late.

But I don't want to, it's a lifetime.

Yue'er, I'm sorry...

But I still want you to forgive me for the last time, forgive me for not daring to face you when you wake up, forgive me for being afraid of seeing strangers and disgust in your eyes, forgive me for being timid, escaping, and unable to face my own mistakes.

Finally, taking a deep look, Nalan Xueyi, covered in the sky and moonlight, turned around slowly and walked towards the silvery, lonely and cold world that belonged to him.

He left, his clothes dripping with blood, and he was alone, little by little, gradually disappearing into the wind and snow.

Although Ling Xiyue hadn't woken up, her breath had stabilized.

Xuan Tianji and the others looked at Bei Chenyan, who was exhausted from internal strength, and wanted to step forward to ask if they could help them, but after the three of them exchanged a dull look silently, they all chose to remain silent and not to disturb.

Bei Chenyan hugged Ling Xiyue horizontally, and slowly got up.

He staggered, but held his arms firmly, protecting the girl in his arms, not daring to be negligent.

"The Bloody Gale Tribe, I didn't do it." Bei Chenyan said coldly, the shadow of the broken hair on his forehead was reflected in his blood-colored pupils, dark and mottled, he slowly raised his head to look at the Snow Clan on the opposite side, One word at a time, "Who is it, I will find out."

It was his fault that Xiyue suffered from this disaster because he was too proud and stubbornly refused to explain.

But this time, Xuan Tianji and others also believed it.

"Should I call you Yan Huang, or..." But Xuan Tianji's complexion did not completely relax, he spoke tentatively, with a deep voice, "What's going on here? Are you the young master of the ghost clan?"

Why does he feel that there is more than just a misunderstanding about the Three Mountains and Five Departments?

And the fact that Bei Chenyan suddenly became the young master of the ghost clan is like a huge conspiracy, including everyone!
Beichen Yanjun turned coldly at the Snow Clan, with long dark red hair and no wind, he said, "No matter who I am, I will always remember the kindness of the Xue Clan who saved me outside Mingbei Pass, but in the future, Xiyue and I will be together." Whether you Xue Clan or Huangfu Clan, I hope you don't meddle in the matter between you, otherwise, don't blame me for turning my face and denying people!"

The last sentence is also a good indication of his identity.

He doesn't care about the imperial concubine of Huangfu's family or Nalan Xueyi's fiancée.

The person in his arms is just his Xiyue, his Xiyue alone, has nothing to do with anyone, and doesn't need anyone to talk too much!

Xuan Tianji frowned.

Kaiyang and Venerable Yaoguang were silent.

It is even more impossible for the other Snow Clan disciples and elders to speak.

Not only because Ling Xiyue was seriously injured and almost died, they felt guilty, but also because Bei Chenyan's threat was not a joke, and he definitely had that strength.

No matter when and where, strength is the most direct way to make people shut up as quickly as possible!

Most importantly, Nalan Xueyi's departure has also shown his attitude.

(End of this chapter)