Chapter 907: Cutting off the evil fate with one sword
Bai Hehua looked at him infatuatedly: "Yes, Nian'er needs me..." But you never needed me.
"I am a selfish mother. I am not worthy of being Nian'er's mother." She smiled self-deprecatingly.
She was not loved, and even her own son, Nian'er, tried his best to make his father see her.
She looked at Xuan Jichuan with a firm and desperate gaze: "Brother Xuan, can you hug me?" Tears of blood slid down from the corners of her eyes, and she only had one breath left.
Medical personnel came, but no one could save her.
"Your Majesty, the queen is the incarnation of a lotus. She has given up her cultivation and has only this life and no afterlife. Her body has already withered..." The medical practitioner lowered his head and retreated.
Xuan Jichuan only felt that something important was slipping away bit by bit.
He was eager to grab everything in front of him.
He leaned over and hugged Bai Hehua, and only when he held her in his arms did he realize that she was extremely thin.
Bai Hehua lay in his arms and murmured softly, "I'm sorry...Brother Xuan, I'm sorry." She closed her eyes tightly.
When he left, Chao Chao left her a talisman.
Originally, she could leave with the help of the amulet.
But now...
She wants to cut off all these evil ties.
She hugged Xuan Jichuan back and lightly tapped the air with her fingertips. Her complexion quickly turned rosy, and in an instant, she felt abundant spiritual energy pouring in.
The white lotus had no attachment.
This was the escape route given to her by Sword Master.
She pointed at the long sword in the distance, and the long sword instantly turned into a sword energy and rushed straight towards the two of them.
The sword made a humming sound and brought up a strong gust of wind.
"Your Majesty, be careful!" a soldier shouted in the distance.
Xuan Jichuan heard it, but he didn't move at all.
He hugged Bai Hehua tightly, burying his head deep in her neck.
The long sword hummed and the sword energy was like a rainbow.
It went straight through the chests of both men.
The spiritual energy condensed by the white lotus dissipated in an instant.
"Puff..." Blood gushed out from Xuan Jichuan's chest.
Bai Hehua lowered her head slightly, and the sword pierced through both of them.
She cried and apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I'm sorry." She hugged Xuan Jichuan tightly, saying sorry.
I can't, I can't watch you make mistakes anymore.
Three cities were massacred, involving tens of thousands of civilians.
All this started with her, she is a sinner, let her put a stop to it.
I just pity her Nian'er...
No one to shelter anymore.
"You hate me... You hate me." Bai Hehua held her breath, her whole body trembling with pain.
The crazy bloodshot in Xuan Jichuan's eyes faded like the tide and gradually became clear.
He laughed softly and held her in his arms. For the first time, her appearance was reflected in his eyes: "I don't hate you. I owe you. I... I'm sorry." He had promised to be together in the next life, but he never kept his promise.
He placed his hand on Bai Hehua's face with pity: "Hehua, it's me who is ashamed of you."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, child." He said this and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He could no longer tell whether his persistent pursuit of Lu Chaochao was out of love.
Or is it because of the unwillingness of not being able to get what you want?
Is it an obsession engraved in your bones?
Once upon a time, a figure dancing under the moon appeared in his dream, but it was hazy and unclear. But he remembered how excited he was at that time.
Every time he woke up, he was lost in the pursuit of Lu Chaochao.
Bai Hehua looked at him blankly, holding his cheeks with both hands, and she wanted to open her mouth to say something.
But as soon as she opened her mouth, a lot of blood gushed out and she could no longer speak.
Her eyes gradually dimmed, her hands fell limply, and she leaned lightly in his arms, as if she had fallen asleep.
Xuan Jichuan held her fingers tightly, his body trembling, and said in a trembling voice: "I loved you."
Lotus, I loved it.
Bai Hehua's figure turned into ashes bit by bit and disappeared before his eyes.
Only a withered lotus was left, lying quietly on the ground.
When the wind blows, the lotus flowers fly with the wind.
Xuan Jichuan held on with all his strength, grabbed the withered lotus in his hand, and held it tightly against his heart.
In the distance, the tender cry of a child was heard, and the child stumbled towards this side.
"Father...Mother..."
"Daddy, Mommy..." He was so frightened that he had lost his mind. He kept shouting "Daddy" and "Mom" while stumbling and running.
"Don't abandon Nian'er, Daddy, don't abandon Nian'er."
"Nian'er will work hard. Nian'er will work hard to be an excellent crown prince and a well-behaved child. Mother, please don't abandon Nian'er... Nian'er is scared to be alone." The thin child cried until his eyes were red, as if he was abandoned by the whole world.
He crawled to his father and shouted in panic, "Father, are you in pain?"
"Father, does it hurt? Nian'er will blow on it for you, and it will hurt less." With tears in his eyes, he looked at his father with fear. But she held back her tears, puffed up her cheeks and blew on her father's wound.
"Father, is it because Nian'er didn't do well enough? Mother doesn't want me, and you don't want me either..."
"Nian'er, what you did was not good enough. Nian'er will change. Nian'er will definitely change. Father believes in Nian'er."
"Don't leave Nian'er alone. Nian'er is so scared."
"Teacher taught me, Nian'er has learned it. Nian'er stayed up all night last night and has learned it. Daddy, please don't abandon me." He looked at Xuan Jichuan in panic, and the little child's eyes were filled with fear.
At this moment, Xuan Jichuan suddenly wanted to slap himself.
"Father, you really deserve to die." He looked at the child who had never received his love and praise, and his heart was filled with infinite regret.
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