My Beloved

Bai Bone waited in front of a solitary grave for an unknown period of time. She only knew that the sky had changed a few times, from white to black, and from black to white, and no one came to this barren mountain.

But she still waited stubbornly. Everyone already had counts in their hearts. After waiting for such a long time, Supo might have already started her hands long ago. Qin Zhi was so fierce and auspicious, it was Chu Fu Chuxing. He was already desperate in such hopeless waiting.

She didn't believe it, she was the only one who didn't believe it, she didn't believe that Qin Zhi would die, and she didn't want the break that day to be the last time they met...

Bai Bone stood quietly in the wind, and the nine ghosts were already unable to support it since Lingyuan, only she was holding on like an okay person, barely moving or speaking, as if a stone was standing.

The sky gradually brightened, and in the early morning in the wilderness, the wind whistling was extremely biting. The wind blew over her clothes and fluttered over her clothes, which was very beautiful, but her thin back was full of loneliness and loneliness.

Suddenly three birds flew in the distance, their necks turned extremely mechanically, and they looked like they were not alive, and their eyes were all beautifully colored, like colored glaze inlaid on them.

The bird flew up slowly and slowly fell in the woods as no one noticed it.

Chu Xing took a bite of dry food, and when he raised his head again, there was no one in front of the grave. He immediately looked at Chu Fu in the distance, and the eyes of the two were shocked and horrified.

After the fog passed, a breeze suddenly blew in the forest, and the leaves above were squeaked by the wind. From time to time, the leaves fell, and the leaves floated and sinked slowly, as if it was raining in the forest.

Luo Qing stood in the woods and looked into the distance, as if waiting for something. Not far away was a **** corpse, and Qin Zhi was calmly leaning against the tree trunk behind her. She didn't want to remove the cloth strips from his feet. the meaning of.

Luo Qing stayed for a long time, but still didn't see anyone, "She obviously came in for so long, but she hasn't come here now..." She couldn't help turning her head to look at Qin Zhi, her beautiful eyes wandering, and said sadly: "My son, it seems You are not so important in her heart, maybe she saw you describe it as desperate now, even if she turned her head and left..."

Qin Zhi was still sitting quietly when he heard the words. It seemed that it didn't matter to him whether the person came or not. His face was almost pale to transparent, and the messy hair hanging from his forehead lined his eyebrows like a picture, lightly. The painting does not diminish the elegance, but unfortunately, there is only the silence and weakness after exhaustion in his eyes.

There was another gust of wind in the forest, and the leaves of the trees were smashed and splattered down in the forest, like a gradual stop and cessation of rain.

The forest slowly approached a person, and the wind blew her clothes and hair flying, and the black hair that followed the wind was as black as dyed ink, but the white clothes on her body were pure to the extreme white, black and white intertwined, between the eyebrows. A bit of bright red cinnabar mole is extremely eye-catching, the coldness of the whole body has been swept away a little, and the layers of white gauze are flying over and over, like smoke and fog, as if they have fallen into the mortal banished immortal.

Luo Qing smiled gently on her face when she saw it, "You are finally here, but you can tell us to wait for a long time..."

Qin Zhi didn't even raise his eyes, it seemed that nothing was important anymore, he already knew the answer long ago.

The illusions were repeated, and every scene was vividly remembered. She never insisted on loving him.

Not once...

White Bone pinched a bird with two-color glass eyes and slowly walked in, completely ignoring Luo Qing and the samurai standing in a row under the forest. His eyes fell on the weak and pale Qin Zhi, and his heart ached.

She had never seen him appear like this before, and she smelled of loneliness all over, as if she had accepted her life.

Luo Qing took a few steps forward, deliberately trying to compete with her, "I saved my life and saved the son. If you want him, come and fight by yourself."

The bones squeezed the bird in his hand without saying a word. In a moment, the bird's neck would not turn, and even the eyeballs suddenly lost their color, and slowly changed into a puppet. The illusion around him instantly changed, and the sky was big. The tree disappeared and turned back to an ordinary forest. In the distance, there are streams and mountains, and there are pleasant bird sounds. It is no longer the ghost forest that is static and can't go out.

But the row of warriors did not change, they still stood fiercely, even the expressions on their faces were exactly the same.

She threw the puppet bird in her hand in front of Luo Qing's eyes, raised her hand to pull out the sword behind her back, and the sword came out of the scabbard and let out a melodious moan, and she felt sharp and bone-piercing.

Seeing that she didn't even bother to say anything, Luo Qing felt extremely frustrated for a while, her beautiful eyes gradually revealed fierce light, her delicate lips moved slightly, and she uttered a series of ancient and mysterious spells extremely coherently.

The immobile warriors in the forest immediately shouted, holding the axe in their hands, and stepping forward, even the ground visibly quaked.

This foot stepped on the bones and she had a number in her heart. This time she was afraid of finding a life from death, but there was no fear in her heart, even peaceful, because her Qin quality was there, as long as he was there, she would be fearless.

The samurai stepped forward and attacked fiercely. Although he was extremely tall, he was extremely agile in action. The axe smashed the mountain and the sea, and the wind was so strong that it pierced the ears.

Bone quickly dodged the axe that slashed at her arm, and slashed away with a sword, but no wound was seen. This sword cuts iron like mud, not to mention the fragile flesh. These warriors are obviously not alive like the bird.

She frowned, leaped in the air to avoid the surrounding samurai, stared at one of the heads and slashed down suddenly. The head was soft as boneless, and her sword popped out suddenly, and the next moment it resumed its original shape. , There was no damage at all, but instead aroused the samurai to attack more fiercely.

Shapo used the witchcraft technique well, and Raksha also used it to beat her exhausted back. This is obviously another technique, more subtle than the blind eye technique of Gangtou.

Bones didn’t even succeed in a few attacks, but consumed his physical strength. He immediately fell into the wind. One of them couldn’t react and was injured in his back by the giant axe. He couldn’t stand his strength and rushed forward a few steps, almost. Hit the tree trunk ahead.

The samurai behind him bite tightly, and waved the axe in his hand to cut her at the waist.

The bone immediately stepped on the tree trunk and flew up. A volley turned and reached behind them but couldn't attack, because a sword could not hurt them, but would cause more and more violent attacks, and she was helpless for a while.

I was injured before, but now the wound on his lower back has been bleeding and gradually stained his white clothes. It is extremely shocking to see, the breath of the bones has become more unstable, and the physical strength has begun to be overdrawn. If this goes on, it will be defeated.

Her heart sank and she immediately seized the opportunity to attack Luo Qing with all her strength. The speed was so fast as light and shadow flashed by, but it was still not as fast as those warriors who appeared in front of her like ghosts and blocked a fatal blow for Luo Qing. .

She made ten percent of her internal strength with this sword. The samurai was soft and impenetrable with the sword. This sword pierced all the strength and was swept in. She bounced back in an instant, hitting her straight out, hitting the trunk behind and falling off. Falling on the ground, the internal organs were all shaken, and the throat surged upwards, and immediately sprayed a mouthful of blood.

Time couldn't tolerate her, she hurriedly tried to get up with her hands on the ground, but she fell to the ground and couldn't even climb.

She had a bad breath and was in extreme pain. As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Qin Zhi not far away. The light in his eyes was very dim, and his eyebrows were full of despair and distress.

Qin Zhi blinked his eyes slightly, and finally opened his lips. It seemed that he didn't even have the strength to speak, and all he made were breath sounds, but the bones could tell what he was talking at a glance.

He said, you go.

The expression was so lonely and lonely, as if he was born to be a person's sorrow.

The white bones' eye sockets were instantly moisturized, and the desolate state of mind seemed to be on her body, making her painful.

Luo Qing's eyes flicked and succeeded, Jiangshan is destined to have only one queen, and there will be no one else except her!

"Bone, if you are willing to give up, I can let you go now."

"You are dreaming!" She looked at Luo Qing with fierce anger and anger, as if she was about to tear her to pieces.

Seeing this, Luo Qing couldn't help laughing, her expression on her face full of ambition, and the samurai beside her began to approach the bones again, as if she would never stop without cutting her in two!

The bones gritted their teeth and struggled a few times before they forced themselves to stand up.

The samurai's axe slammed his head, and felt the strong wind on the top of his head.

The bones couldn't avoid it, so they could only side their heads to avoid the vital points, and were knocked to the ground by an axe.

The axe struck her shoulder and shook her body suddenly, and the pain of a cracked bone came at the same time, and the pain was so painful that she screamed.

Seeing that his pupils shrank sharply, Qin Zhi straightened up but slipped to the ground weakly. He could only hysterically furiously said, "Did I let you go, idiot!!!" But even though he tried so hard, his voice remained the same. It was so light that the wind blew away.

Such incompetence caused him to collapse and choked for a while, his neck was so anxious that the veins violently violently, but even the hysteria was just silent.

The bones were in a cold sweat, but the eyes were still extremely stubborn. She bit her posterior teeth, and swung her sword with her feet to open the axe that slashed at the shoulder.

The warrior swarmed up and attacked, and she immediately swept her dantian sword in anger. When the sword aura bounced back, she tapped her toes and volleyed into the middle of the warrior, taking Luo Qing directly.

The samurai didn't give her a chance to get close to Luo Qing at all, and immediately turned back, very fast, with the brute force in his chest, the white bone moved like a ghost among the samurai, the speed was so fast that she could barely see her figure.

When the samurai moved back and forth, they would inevitably collide. The bones hurled out their swords when they saw it. They blocked the samurai's feet, tripped one of them, and bumped the surroundings into a few messes.

Bone's eyes dazzled, and between the sparkling flints, he stretched out his hands for claws and took Luo Qing's neck straight.

The samurai turned around and hit the bone with an axe, causing the two of them to fall to the ground together, rolling several times.

Luo Qing was strangling her breath, and immediately struggling with her hands and feet.

The samurai immediately stepped forward and picked up the bone, trying to break her neck to rescue Luo Qing.

Qin Zhi suddenly rushed forward when he saw this, but a cloth strip was tied to his feet, and he couldn't leave him for half a step. He was so anxious that his eyes were red, and he pulled his feet in a panic. The cloth strip was broken, and the blood on his ankles But more and more, the wound is deeply visible in bone.

Seeing Qin Zhi being tortured in this way, Bai Bone felt a sudden hatred in his heart, and he was so angry that he used the brute force from his body, recklessly strangling Luo Qing's neck.

Luo Qing immediately died after a slight struggle. The warrior who pulled the bone behind him instantly turned into a puppet, and fell silently to the ground. No one pulled the bone and immediately fell to the ground with Luo Qing.

The samurai around one by one turned into puppets and fell to the ground, everything was calmed down instantly, as if the first fight had never happened.

The only thing that didn't disappear was the blood stains on the white clothes. The white clothes were almost stained red, and the blood red reflected in Qin Zhi's eyes, which pierced his heart. He crawled towards her with all his strength, "White..."

Even though it was too light to hear, the bones felt it, and she turned her head to look at him laboriously, her eyes full of nostalgia.

Qin Zhi’s eyes were blurred, and it took a long time to be able to catch her. He quickly hugged her in his arms and touched her blood-stained little face with his hand, but he didn’t dare to touch her for fear of hurting her. His eyes were at a loss, as if he was terrified to the extreme, "in vain..."

Drops of tears slipped from Bai Bone's eyes, moistening the bun, looking at him with sadness.

She coughed for a few moments and slowly overflowed with blood from the corners of her lips. She quickly reached out her hand and hugged his neck with difficulty, approaching his ears, her blood-colored lips moved slightly, and she was extremely stubborn and lightly said: "...You always say that I don't love you. , But I... don't believe you..."

Qin Zhi's expression was dazed, as if he was dug out of his mind, tears in his eyes slid down, silently slipping drop by drop, soaking his bones.

Her eyes closed slowly, her hands slowly dropped weakly, and there was no more movement.

Qin Zhi suddenly felt the piercing pain, his expression was full of fear and helplessness, and he held her tightly with his hands. He wanted to ask her not to leave him alone, but his mouth was hoarse and silent, and he couldn't even hear her. How could I hear...

He was overwhelmed with grief for a while, and the hoarse voice of howling and crying was full of deep sorrow.

The breeze under the forest blows again, and the leaves in the forest fall sparsely, and the spring will be another lush next year.