"Woo-woo-......" While anxiously waiting, An An suddenly burst into tears, crying extremely sadly, which seemed to indicate the result of uneasiness......

"An An, don't cry......" Zhao Zichuan saw his son crying, hugged him in his arms and kept comforting. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Woo......" But An An kept crying, as if she had lost a loved one, and her grief was extremely ......

While waiting, the Emei disciples were also entangled and uneasy. Yueli leaned against the stone wall on the side, raised his head and said silently: "I haven't come back for so long, could it be that they are masters, something happened......"

"Don't say these unlucky words...... Zhu Yun reminded softly on the side, "There are Canglong Daxia and Miss Su here, as well as Senior Sister Hualing and Senior Sister Qingxue, they will definitely rescue Shizun and Miss Li safely......"

Lan Xin's eyes were moist on the side, revealing expectant eyes, looking at the direction where Hua Ling and the others left before, remembering the promise Su Jia made in front of him before, Lan Xin said silently in his heart: "Miss Su, I believe in you, you told me that no matter how dangerous the world is, you must do your best to fight until the last moment, I believe that Miss Su, you will definitely save the master and Miss Li......"

Similarly, Zhao Zichuan also looked uncertainly at the direction of the entrance of the deep forest, if he wasn't worried about his son's safety, Zhao Zichuan would have gone in person and desperately rescued Li Yuru.

"Yuru, you must not have anything to ......do," Zhao Zichuan said uncertainly.

"Woo, ah......" And An An still didn't stop crying, every cry of his son seemed to be like a dagger, stabbing Zhao Zichuan's heart and making Zhao Zichuan more and more uneasy......

For a long time, the breeze in the forest at night was blowing, and there were several "rustling ......" sounds in the grass, and there seemed to be a rapid and light footsteps......

"General Zhao, there's movement ahead-" The cronies beside Zhao Zichuan noticed the movement of the forest in front of him, and couldn't help but draw their swords and remind.

Zhao Zichuan made a gesture, signaling the guards not to act rashly, while he held his son and slowly walked forward a few steps.

"Rustle-" The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and several figures could already be seen at the forest road.

"This is the voice of 'Lingyunbu'......" Zhao Zichuan seemed to hear the footsteps, and knew that Xiao Tian and the others were back, but the footsteps were very hurried, and he was not sure whether the news brought back was good or bad, and Zhao Zichuan was still entangled in his heart......

The moonlight slowly shone through the gaps in the dark clouds, and the figures of the people returning to the forest gradually became clear......

It was indeed they who came back, Qingxue and Aojing Shitai supported each other to support Hua Ling, Su Jia Murong Ying took care of Li Yuru here, Xiao Tian and Tang Zhan were the front and rear guards, and everyone stumbled back here like a tired look of "wandering and difficulty......

"Master-" Seeing that Master Aojing and Hua Ling Qingxue had returned safely, Lan Xin and the others couldn't wait to come forward to greet them.

"Don't move-" The soldiers on the side hadn't treated the Emei faction as their own, and when they saw Lan Xin and the others suddenly get up excitedly, they drew their swords to stop them.

"Let them pass......" Zhao Zichuan ordered softly, signaling for them to reunite with their master and apprentice.

Zhao Zichuan's order was issued immediately, and the soldier withdrew his knife. The Emei disciples reunited safely, and Lan Xin and the others finally put their minds at ease.

"Master, are you okay?" Lan Xin cried and stepped forward to comfort.

"The deity is fine, it's just that your senior sister Hua Ling is seriously injured...... "Master Ao Jing glanced back at Hua Ling, who was unable to move, and then handed the "Wei Wu Qinghong" in his hand to Lan Xin, and said slowly, "This is the artifact of this gang that Miss Su desperately recaptured from the hands of Wuliang Tuoduo, not only that, but she also saved our lives, we owe Miss Su a heavy ......favor this time."

"Miss Su......" Lan Xin listened, turned his head and glanced at Su Jia, remembering Su Jia's tolerance and commitment in front of him before, Lan Xin felt a lot in his heart.

"Ahem...... cough ...... "Hua Ling blocked Wang Dasheng's pubic palm for Qingxue, it seems that the injury is still very serious, plus the bumps all the way back, it is not convenient to get up now."

"Senior Sister Hualing, are you okay?" Zhu Yun and Yueli asked worriedly when they saw each other on the side.

"I'm fine......" Hua Ling smiled slightly, comforting shyly.

"Senior sister, don't be afraid, I will always be by your side......" Qingxue grabbed Hua Ling's hand and comforted her affectionately.

"Thank you, Qingxue ......" Hua Ling's heart was moved, and it seemed that her heart, which had been cold for four years, was finally emotionalized.

Seeing it in his eyes, Master Aojing turned his head to look at Su Jia and the others, and said with a feeling in his heart: "The Emei faction has always experienced tribulations, and this time is probably the most serious...... But it was precisely this ordeal that we met the Canglong hero, met Miss Su, and met the descendants of the Tang family...... It is precisely because of you that the Emei faction can work together to tide over the difficulties, and the sisters who once intrigued can also truly reconcile and take care of each other...... Two years ago, it seemed to me that they were a group of stinky boys and hairy girls who had not dried up, but now they can change the contradictions that our Emei faction has not been able to resolve for decades, regardless of the past suspicions, what are you ...... What kind of people are ......?"

Ao Jing Shi looked at Xiao Tian and Su Jia and the others, his eyes were complicated and emotional, but Xiao Su and the others didn't have the heart to reply to the Emei faction's affectionate thanks now-compared to Hua Ling, Li Yuru's injuries were the most serious, and he was bleeding from the abdomen with a sword pierced by Wuliang Tuoduo, and he was already dying at this time......

"You don't care about me...... Hua Ling also remembered Li Yuru's danger at this time, and then said to Qingxue and the others, "My injury is fine, you go and see Miss Li...... She...... She's almost ...... No more...... cough cough...... "Hua Ling endured the pain on her body, and asked her junior sister to take care of Li Yuru first.

At this point, Qingxue knows best, not to mention that she and Li Yuru have a deep friendship, Li Yuru's life is in danger, how can she ignore it? Immediately, Qingxue said to Yueli: "Yueli, you take care of Senior Sister Hualing here, I'll go over there to see Miss Li-"

"Well, I'll leave it to me, senior sister-" The reunited Emei disciples were all in one place, Yueli nodded in response, and cast a trusting glance at Qingxue.

So, Qingxue, Lan Xin and others accompanied Ao Jing Shitai to take care of Li Yuru's situation......

Li Yuru is here, Su Jia has almost overdrawn his physical strength for his treatment, and the cold spirit magic skill continues to help Li Yuru treat blood injuries, but the abdominal wound is too deep and there is too much blood loss, I am afraid that Li Yu will be difficult to hold on tonight......

"Yuru-Yuru-Yuru!" Zhao Zichuan crouched beside Li Yuru and kept shouting loudly.

"Uhh......h

"An An...... And also...... Zichuan ......" Li Yuru seemed to hold on to her last breath, trying to open her eyes, looking at her husband and son, and said with relief in her eyes, "Great, before I die...... You can still see Zichuan...... And An An, it's good that An An is safe and sound......"

"What are you talking about? You're going to be fine...... It's going to be fine......" Zhao Zichuan cried and knelt on the ground, holding Li Yuru's hand tightly.

"Sister-in-law, you can't have anything to ......do" Su Jia was already crying silently, wanting to save Li Yuru's life, but she was already overdrawn by her internal strength, and it was difficult for the cold spirit magic to support it for too long.

Xiao Tian saw it, and knelt aside, supporting Su Jia with his internal force: "Jia'er, I also have the internal force of the Cold Spirit Divine Skill in my body, I'll help you-"

"Ah Tian......" Su Jia's tears rained down, and the hands that treated Li Yuru couldn't stop trembling.

"Now is not the time to cry—" Xiao Tian said with a serious face, "Hold on to Jia'er, you must save your sister-in-law's life......"

Zhao Zichuan had no way to help Su Jia here, so he could only lean close to Li Yuru's side and try his best to share the pain for Li Yuru, although he knew very well that it was useless to do so......

"Miss Li-Miss Li......" Qingxue rushed over from the side, looking at Li Yuru's dying demeanor, and shouted sadly.

"Green Snow...... The girl ......" Before Li Yuru died, she still looked at Qingxue with a smile and said slightly, "I'm ...... today." It can be regarded as saving the lives of your Emei faction...... but that we will be reconciled with each other...... End this feud ......"

"Hmm......" Qingxue cried and nodded, knelt beside Li Yuru, and said sadly.

Zhao Zichuan always snuggled up to Li Yuru, crying and comforting: "Yuru, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, you must hold on...... As you said, we are going to survive the disaster together as a family, and you must not have anything to do......"

Li Yuru turned her head slightly, looking at Zhao Zichuan's tearful expression, her eyes were hazy: "Stupid, why are you still crying...... You're a great ...... Flying Cavalry General...... Galloping on the battlefield, no one can beat ......"

"I'm not a general, I'm a fool, the biggest fool in the world - I can gallop on the battlefield, but I can't protect Yuru you......" Zhao Zichuan cried, his hands tightened tighter and tighter, he hated himself as a husband, but he couldn't even do the most basic protection of his wife.

"In my life, I have only seen you cry twice...... Li Yuru said in a reminiscent tone, "The first time was two years ago in a cave in the southern suburbs, and you spit out the truth to me...... The second time, it was today...... I don't want to see you cry, I like you...... I love to see you majestic...... I want to see your heroic appearance......"

"Good...... I don't cry...... Don't cry......" Zhao Zichuan held back his tears and stared at Li Yuru lying on the ground.

"Do you hate me......" Li Yuru's eyes closed slightly, and she continued to smile, "After getting married...... I quarrel with you every day, trouble you every day......"

"How come?" Zhao Zichuan retracted his tears and smiled, "I like the way you quarrel, I like to see you get angry, and I like to hear you scold me...... Because that's the real you, you must survive, Yuru, when you get through this catastrophe, I will let you beat and scold every day, quarrel with you every day, and I want you to quarrel with me for the rest of your life......" The more he said, the more Zhao Zichuan couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes.

The people around him listened to the life and death of the husband and wife, and they couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

Li Yuru continued: "Yes, I also want to quarrel with you for the rest of my life...... But...... But I can't stay with you for the rest of my life......"

"No, no, you won't be fine, Yuru......" Zhao Zichuan kept comforting.

Li Yuru still insisted and said: "It turned out that there were only two of us, and now we have another son...... All worries are for our children...... Take pity on me and go, An An will be very sad...... When I die, I will allow you to marry Zichuan again...... I don't want An An to be born for a long time...... There is no mother......" As she spoke, Li Yuru couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Don't say stupid things, I don't allow you to say such things......" Zhao Zichuan finally held back his tears, shook his head and cried.

"My ancestor is Li Tingzhi...... The anti-Yuan Ming will die of loyalty to the country......" Li Yuru said in a daze, "I will die under the sword of Meng Yuan today...... and live up to the legacy of the ancestors......"

"Shut up, I said you wouldn't die!-" Zhao Zichuan shouted loudly in Li Yuru's ear.

Xiao Tian and Su Jia are also trying to help Li Yuru heal their injuries, but looking at this situation, it seems that it is futile to save them. But the two still didn't give up, and they were still trying their last bit to persevere.

Xiao Tian was already sweating profusely, and he was not good at medical skills, so he simply passed on all the cold spirit magic skills in his body to Su Jia, so that Su Jia could continue to insist, and Su Jia, who was a girl, listened to Zhao Zichuan and Li Yuru's parting words of life and death, and was already full of tears, and was sad while conveying true qi to Li Yuru......

"And my jujube red horse ......," Li Yuru continued to murmur, "I said it...... Unless I'm dead, ...... You don't want to touch my horse...... Now I'm really going to die, Zichuan, you...... Accompany her for me...... Even if you go to the battlefield and die for a lifetime, you have to ...... ...... with her."

"No...... No...... I don't want you to die, I don't want you to die......" Zhao Zichuan was now completely out of reason, shaking his head desperately and crying.

"I have one last wish...... Zichuan, you have to promise me......" Li Yuru seemed to feel that he had reached the limit, and he had not been able to support it for a long time, and finally instructed Zhao Zichuan, "Wait until this is over...... Whether you live or die, please...... An An must not be allowed to have trouble...... Even if you have three longs and two shorts, you have to ask someone to take An An out of here...... Stay away from war...... From now on, stay away from the hustle and bustle of the rivers and lakes...... Let An'an grow safely......"

"Good...... I promise you......" Zhao Zichuan burst into tears and nodded continuously.

"Thank you, Zichuan...... I love you......" Li Yuru closed her eyes and smiled slightly, took one last look at Zhao Zichuan's handsome face, and murmured, "If there is an afterlife...... I want to be married to you again......" In the end, Li Yuru almost ran out of strength to speak.

Zhao Zichuan seems to have a lot to say, but the words are in his mouth, tears are not stopping, and he is worried about his wife's safety, but he can't say it......

"Woo-woo-woo......" An An watched her mother gradually lose her breath, the more she cried, the more sad she became, and stretched out her little hand to wake up her mother.

Li Yuru took advantage of the last trace of consciousness and looked at her son with a smile, there were countless things to say in her heart, but she had no strength...... Before dying, not wanting to look at her child's sad appearance, Li Yuru put on a smiling face and made a "lala......" sound, just like usual, amusing her son in the most intimate way.

An An watched her mother "amuse" herself as usual, and couldn't help but withdraw her sadness and let out a happy laugh.

Before Li Yuru closed her eyes, she finally saw her son's smiling face, Li Yuru shed tears happily, and finally could leave with peace of mind......

"Yuru !!-" Zhao Zichuan's clenched hand suddenly lost his strength, and he couldn't help shouting loudly.

"Sister-in-law!-" Xiao Tian, Su Jia, Tang Zhan and the others all shouted loudly beside them.

However, Li Yuru's pulse gradually stopped beating, and this time she was really dead......

"Ah...... Woo ah...... "An An saw that his mother was "amused" and fell asleep with a smiling face, but he never woke up, An An couldn't help crying again, touching his mother's nose with his immature little hands, and deliberately "naughty" as usual - only this time, his mother never woke up again, An An was extremely sad and cried loudly.

Li Yuru passed away, perhaps with countless regrets, but not with grief and loneliness. In this life, Li Yuru can be a husband and wife with Zhao Zichuan, Li Yuru has no regrets; inheriting the will of his ancestors and finally dying of Meng Yuan, Li Yuru realizes his wish; he smiles and watches his son leave, even if he is far away from the mortal world, Li Yuru still has good expectations......

Thinking of the red dust and the horse's hooves, the women are beautiful in the past. The knot is a little twilight, and Yangzhou hibiscus turns into spring mud......

Li Yuru died, with joy and sorrow...... (To be continued.) )