“I don’t need your arm anymore. Come here quickly. It’s dangerous there. If there’s an avalanche, you’ll fall. You need to conserve your strength. Even if you lose an arm, I still have legs. As long as I don’t die, I can do anything. Nan Fenghuang won’t despise me.”
Yu Qingyi panicked, "Don't use any more force, you'll die."
“If she doesn’t mind, I’ll feel guilty for the rest of my life. You are the heir apparent of Bei Rong, you are… my… best friend. I’ve already caused too many deaths, and you… cannot die.”
"Hehe, that's quite loyal."
Zhuidamu grinned maliciously, picked up the sword from the ground, and landed beside Yu Qingyi. "Don't worry, I won't let you die. I just said..."
"flutter--"
The sound of a sword piercing flesh did not harm Yu Qingyi. In that critical moment, Lü Wu suddenly pounced on her, and the sword pierced straight into her heart.
"Hahaha..." Zhuidamu rubbed his belly, laughed loudly, and seemed not to understand, "You two have no relationship at all, so why would you die for each other?"
"Ha! You don't understand." Lü Wu laboriously rolled over, lying on the ground. She looked at Xie Lingqin, who was also staring at her with a strange expression, then at the sky. At this moment, this usually aloof and slender woman smiled. She covered her heart with her hand, her voice low and gentle, "Miss Lingqin, it's right that the young master likes you. Prince Yi took a blow for me to prevent you from feeling guilty. Now, I'm taking a sword for him to repay a debt. Tell the young master, we don't owe anyone in Bei Rong anything, and..."
Luwu paused, and a cold tear spread from the corner of her eye.
"And also, I...you, live well, young master, I love you..." I love you too, young master.
As the last word fell, Lü Wu's hand, which had been protecting her heart, slowly slid down, and her cold, indifferent eyes slowly closed, filled with resentment yet utter peace.
This woman never revealed her true feelings until her death.
Love always dies silently, like a flower on thorns, its barbs piercing the flesh.
“Green Beauty…”
Xie Lingqin closed her eyes; she was in too much pain to cry out.
"Your Highness, I am late."
Just then, Zhuidamu's reinforcements arrived. Heibu Shui's eyes gleamed with shrewdness. "Prince, this is our best opportunity."
"Of course, haha, I'll see just how much gratitude you all have." Zhuidamu raised his sword, aiming straight for Yu Qingyi's heart...
"I will make everyone a victim of my blade, condemning them to the depths of hell, and I will hold the world in my hands..."
"hit--"
Before Zydasen could finish his arrogant words, a sharp arrow suddenly streaked through the air. It was so fast that it pierced through Zydasen's shoulder blade, causing Xie Lingqin to pause in her attempt to rush over and stop it.
"prince……"
The man in black cloth stepped forward and looked around cautiously.
"Grab him."
"Want to arrest me? Come on, do it openly and honestly. I'm not like you barbarians who only know how to stab people in the back."
From the shadows, behind a towering snowdrift, a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in a snow robe, walked out with an air of righteous indignation. His slightly chubby face, though covered in dust, exuded an air of nobility and arrogance.
Xu Shixun?
"What are you doing here?" Xie Lingqin's angry rebuke nearly made Xu Shixun stumble. He swallowed hard, immediately becoming frightened. "I... I heard you and Xie Danling had something going on, so I came to find you. I even met up with Xie Danling, and then we got separated again, so I came here..."
"Hurry up."
"Want to leave? It's not that easy."
Zhuidamu raised his sword and unleashed a sword aura that slashed straight at Xu Shixun.
Xu Shixun was quite agile, shifting his weight to one side.
Right there, Hei Bu Shui raised his sword and approached Xie Ling Qin, who was looking this way but was still trying her best to heal her severed arm, step by step.
"careful--"
At the critical moment, Xu Shixun rushed straight towards Xie Lingqin.
"Don't come any closer..."
Xie Lingqin tried to push him back, but then she saw that behind Xu Shixun, Chuidamu's sword was also coming at her in an instant...
There always seems to be a moment in life when love becomes an absolute threat, leaving little time to think and only allowing for subconscious actions.
Xie Lingqin could feel her feet sink and hear the sound of ice cracking and snow flying as the ground collapsed...
My body felt weightless, and everything seemed to change.
Just then, not far ahead, a person appeared, dressed in black, with a frosty face. There was blood on his body, and his cold, dark eyes had slightly narrowed pupils, as if reflecting her.
Those familiar features, etched into her very bones, were the very things that wounded her most deeply…
Yu Wenyao!
At the last moment, Xie Lingqin used all her strength to throw Yu Qingyi's arm away, tightly gripping Xu Shixun, and fell.
The longsword kicked up a flurry of snowflakes, and Xie Lingqin saw a bloody gash on her wrist, which was already frozen white, with a winding line of blood.
“Yuwen Yao, Yu Qingyi’s arm can still be repaired… If he dies or is injured, I will haunt you even as a ghost.”
With all her might, Xie Lingqin's voice echoed along the cliff edge.
It seemed that Xie Lingqin also heard some sounds—was it a cry, pain, a frantic fall searching… or something else?
But in the end, it seems they all disappeared.
---Aside---
Okay, the female lead is dead, oh yeah, the finale!
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