Raising his hand to wipe away the tears on his cheeks, Ziyue stretched out her hand, gently held the arrow on Phantom Night's chest, and with a slight force, it was pulled out of Phantom Night's body, Phantom Night's eyebrows tightened, and her face turned a little paler.

Ziyue lowered her eyes, bit her fingertips, and drew a rune to imprint the center of the Phantom Night Eyebrows, the Phantom Night Phoenix eyes were slightly stunned, and then she struggled in panic, and her pure eyes condensed and pleaded for the first time.

"Month, don't, don't ......"

Ziyue bit her lip and didn't look at the eyes of the Phantom Night Rulian, the blood on her fingertips slowly dissipated until it completely penetrated into the center of the Phantom Night's eyebrows, and the bottom of the Phantom Night's eyes were red, looking at Ziyue's eyes with sadness and pain.

It turned out that she was so cruel to him.

The runes fell, and Ziyue lowered her hand, as if she had lost all her strength, and Phantom Night tried to reach out, trying to grab her fingertips, but it was always a millimeter away.

He and her, obviously so close, but so far away.

Ziyue smiled sadly, her eyes were dim but relieved, so it's fine, he and she shouldn't have met and fell in love, it would be better for him if he broke the love thread, right?

Moist eyes stared at the phantom night, Ziyue slightly hooked her lips, and her words were gentle and cruel, "I sealed your memory, in the future, you will never remember everything with me, everything with the Protoss, I will disappear from your memory, you will just be the phantom night, and it has nothing to do with me"

"No......" Phantom Night's eyes widened and she roared in pain

Taking a breath gently, Ziyue lowered her eyes and looked deeply at the phantom night, as if she wanted to reflect people in her heart.

With that arrow, she avoided the heart of the phantom night, and although she was seriously injured, she would not die. She couldn't bear to really kill him, so she couldn't bear to shoot him so that the people could let him go.

Endure the pain of tearing, Ziyue said goodbye ruthlessly, "From now on, you and I will be decided"

After the words fell, Ziyue resolutely turned around, and the hem of her pure white clothes brushed the bright red petals of the Mosang flower, leaving a sad place. Passing the setting moon, Ziyue stopped, looked back at the phantom night, and said with tears in her eyes: "In this life, meeting you is enough for me, if there is an afterlife, but please you and I will never meet again"

In this life, I have been deeply hurt by love, if there is an afterlife, but I don't know each other.

The eyes of grief are buried in the red petals of the Mo Sang flower, the white skirt is blown up by the wind and sprinkled with desolation, the quiet valley of the falling moon, the wind whispers mournfully, and chants a swan song.

Looking at the plain shadow gradually moving away, Phantom Night's eyes turned red, and she desperately reached out to Ziyue's back to grab it, thinking that this would keep her in the bottom of her heart.

The memory began to blur, and he couldn't remember Ziyue's appearance, her shallow smile, her watery eyes, and the gentle restraint under her eyes.

Those quiet years that belonged to him and her, the times he carefully cherished and couldn't bear to touch, had been stripped away in the tears of Ziyue, and disappeared in his memory little by little.

The plain figure disappeared completely, and there was no room for recovery, leaving only a sad song in Luoyan Valley, a painful roar of the phantom night, and a netherworld karmic fire broke out of the body, frantically tearing the runes.

He doesn't forget her, he doesn't become a stranger to her, he doesn't!

The flames became more and more intense, and the already seriously injured body was already overwhelmed, trembling in the flames, blood flowing down the corners of his lips, dripping on the petals, and merging with the Mosang flower.

Phantom Night didn't seem to feel pain, only constantly increasing the intensity of the flames, breaking the seal in an almost masochistic way, and the persistence in the eyes made people move and feel even more distressed.

This kind of mood that would rather suffer than forget, isn't it what love is?

He doesn't understand love, but he loves deeply, deeply, and touchingly.