Heartbroken and soulless, she has left us forever...

Mo Li trembled all over, in pain and agony. He finally understood what true separation by death and never seeing each other again meant!

"Pfft..." Mo Li coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed next to Gu Chengyan's corpse. Looking at Gu Chengyan, who was staring at him coldly, his heart ached unbearably.

Slowly, he closed his eyes: It's over, let it end like this...

He was very tired and in pain, so much pain he couldn't bear it anymore.

Just as Mo Li was about to give up struggling, an urgent shout came from not far away:

"Xiao Li!"

Mo Li was startled and looked to the side, only to see Hua Mulan and Wang Qiankun, both covered in blood, rushing towards him.

"Xiao Li!" Hua Mulan called out anxiously when she saw Mo Li covered in blood.

"Mulan..." Mo Li called her name softly, and for some reason, a feeling of sadness at parting welled up inside him.

Mo Li looked at Mulan, whose face was pale and who was staring at her, and suddenly her pupils contracted slightly. She screamed in anguish, "No—"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Li felt as if a thousand pounds had crashed down on his chest, and he immediately felt breathless.

"Xiao Li! Xiao Li!" Hua Mulan watched as Gu Yan stepped on Mo Li's chest, and at that moment she arrived in front of Mo Li, jumped off her horse and ran towards Mo Li.

"Pfft—" Mo Li suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and a blinding light flashed on his chest.

"Mo Li!" Hua Mulan shouted anxiously, stumbled and fell to the ground. Seeing Mo Li faintly shimmering and transparent, Hua Mulan quickly got up and ran towards Mo Li.

Mo Li watched Mulan running towards him and felt incredibly light. The scenes before his eyes kept changing, as if he were about to travel through time and space.

"Mulan..." Mo Li panicked, his hands trembling as he reached out to Mulan.

Hua Mulan staggered towards Mo Li, calling out, "Mo Li..."

Mulan...

Mulan...

Mo Li watched as the image of Hua Mulan became increasingly blurry—

No--

"No!" Mulan reached out to grab Mo Li, but grasped only air! Countless fireflies scattered, and Mo Li vanished from sight!

Besides the ancient words and the corpses scattered everywhere, Mo Li disappeared from the spot.

"Mo, Mo Li—" Hua Mulan stared blankly at the spot where Mo Li had just been, where there was a pool of blood but no trace of Mo Li was left...

Gu Yan coldly stared at the pool of blood on the ground, wiped the blood off his hands, and said indifferently to Hua Mulan, "Stop calling out, he's already dead."

Hua Mulan stared blankly at Gu Yan, "Impossible! Mo Li... Mo Li can't be dead! You're lying to me! You're lying to me—"

"Heh, everything that has life will naturally grow old and die! His life was mine from the beginning, so it's only natural for me to take it back now, isn't it?" Gu Yan chuckled.

Hua Mulan stared blankly at Gu Yan, her eyes bloodshot, her breathing becoming rapid, her eyes brimming with tears. "I...I..."

Gu Yan looked up at her, coldly asking, "What do you want? What can you do?"

Mulan gritted her teeth and said, "I...I'm going to kill you!"

Gu Yan chuckled, raised his hand, and pushed her away with a gust of wind. "Don't waste your energy. He's no match for me, how could you possibly be?"

Mulan lay on the ground, her face streaked with tears. She gritted her teeth, got up, and said, "I won't let you get away with this!"

"Hahaha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard since I came here!" Gu Yan said, laughing as he turned to leave.

Just then, Wang Qiankun ran forward and rushed towards Gu Yan, shouting, "Stop!"

Gu Yan's lips curled slightly upwards. Without turning his head, he waved his hand, and a gust of wind sent Wang Qiankun flying again. "Hmph, overestimating yourself!"

Wang Qiankun gritted his teeth but still spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsing to the ground, utterly dejected.

Seeing this, Mulan looked at the pool of blood on the ground with despair, "Why...why..."

Gu Yan turned to look at Hua Mulan and Wang Qiankun lying on the ground. "I'd also like to know why. I, Gu Yan, have a lifetime of illustrious reputation, yet in the end I lost to a bunch of brats! Oh, no, I lost to my disciple! Heh, how laughable!"

As she spoke, laughing, her voice trembling with a hint of tears, Gu Yan turned and took a few steps before disappearing from everyone's sight.

Wang Qiankun got up from the ground and came to Hua Mulan. "General Hua, Young Master Mo, he..."

"He's not dead!" Mulan suddenly shouted.

"He's not dead! He's not dead! He won't die... He said he would protect me for the rest of his life, he won't abandon me... Mo Li, he won't die!" Hua Mulan choked out.

Wang Qiankun sighed, unsure of what to say...

——

Mo Li floated in the River of Oblivion, slowly opening her eyes and looking at the pale sky. "I... what happened to me..."

"Oh, esteemed traveler, welcome to the River of Oblivion in the Underworld, where you can forget all your troubles."

Mo Li stared blankly at the talking skull beside him. "Big brother, am I dreaming? Or is it a horror movie?!"

The skull opened its mouth but before it could speak, a beam of light enveloped it, and the skull was blasted into dust...

"..." Mo Li turned pale with fright and sat up abruptly. "Ugh...it hurts!"

The blood on his body had already congealed, but the pain from his body made him unable to hold back his tears.

"Damn it... How am I supposed to get back? Mulan, she..." Mo Li looked around. The River of Oblivion stretched endlessly, and he was at a loss as to where to go.

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