Chapter 19 [VIP] Bloody Immortal Hero (End)

Once a person has a weak spot, he can be easily controlled. At this moment, his weak spot is on that high platform. Chu Liyue took a deep breath.

"What do you want?"

He tried hard to suppress the anxiety in his heart. It was impossible for him to act recklessly without caring about her safety in this situation. He could only try his best to comfort the person in front of him.

The demon cultivator also withdrew his hand at the critical moment and laughed loudly. There was a hint of profound meaning in his laughter. "I have heard that the Demon Lord of Nether City is a man of character. After seeing him today, I find that he is indeed as good as his reputation..."

"I just don't know which of these two is the new wife that the Demon Lord really wants to marry?"

There was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, and he was determined to let Chu Liyue experience what it was like to live a life worse than death.

After hearing this, Nan Yan understood Ye Qingsang's plan and what he wanted to do. The choice between the two was just to make her see Li Yue's true face, which turned out to be a help to her by accident.

After all, this body was probably nearing the end of its lifespan, and her mission was about to end.

Thinking of this, Nan Yan lowered her head and looked in the direction of Chu Liyue, meeting his gaze. Her eyes were full of fear, and even her face was pale.

This also made Chu Liyue tighten the grip on the hilt of the sword in his hand slightly, "What do you mean by this?"

Upon hearing this, the demon cultivator burst into laughter again. After he finished laughing, his expression changed again and his tone became gloomy and cold.

"What I mean is, since today is the Demon Lord's big day, I will not kill too many people. However, you can only choose one of these two to live and the other to die. I wonder who the Demon Lord will choose to live?"

The atmosphere became eerily quiet.

After he said this, Chu Liyue understood what he meant, but when he saw the hatred in the eyes of this demon cultivator, he knew that he would not let them go so easily.

Chu Liyue's eyes were cold, "What if I don't choose?"

The demon cultivator sneered repeatedly, his murderous intent was evident, "Then the Demon Lord must despise this great gift from me. If that's the case, I will be merciful and send them both to see Prince Yan."

The implication is obvious.

It's forcing him to make a decision.

He Nanwan's scalp tingled when she heard this. No one would not be afraid when facing death. She subconsciously called out his name, "Ayue..."

At this time, He Nanwan was wearing Nan Yan's clothes. Her subconscious reaction was that she was worried that he would recognize the wrong person, so she deliberately called him. The green dress was a little messy, and she no longer had the charm of a fairy in the past.

She raised her eyes to look at Chu Liyue, but did not receive his soothing gaze.

This made her a little flustered, but there was nothing she could do.

Chu Liyue hesitated to make a choice not because he was hesitant, but because he had a life-and-death feud with this evil cultivator and he would not let him go easily.

The demon cultivator gradually lost his patience, with a dark and weird expression on his face. He raised his hand, murderous intent surged in his palm, and just as he was about to attack.

Chu Liyue shouted in a hoarse voice, "Wait, I choose..."

The man's eyes swept across somewhere, seemingly without hesitation.

He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of He Nanwan. There was no change on his face except for his deep and cold eyes. "I choose... He Nanwan. Let her go."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingsang's first reaction was to look up at Nan Yan's expression, but he only saw that she had her eyes closed, a dazed look on her face, and the black hair hanging behind her head was blown up by the wind, vaguely covering her pale and weak face.

Are you sad?

He couldn't help but clench his fingers.

But still nothing was said.

She should see clearly now, Chu Liyue likes He Nanwan so much, how could he choose another woman?

Chu Liyue also noticed her expression, and his heart suddenly tightened, but he forced himself not to look at her, "I have already made my choice, so you...shouldn't let me go?"

The demon cultivator stared at the man below him, and with the wind of his palm, he grabbed Nan Yan's neck unexpectedly, and said with a sneer, "No hurry."

"But, could it be that the Demon Lord has mistaken her for someone else? I see this woman is wearing a wedding dress, could she not be the wife that the Demon Lord is going to marry?"

His eyes suddenly became sharp, and it was obvious from his words that he did not believe what Chu Liyue said.

When Chu Liyue saw Nan Yan being pinched, his face instantly darkened. The veins on the back of his hands were stretched, and the palms under his sleeves were almost bleeding from being pinched.

His eyes were fixed in the direction of the two people.

Nan Yan was strangled by someone, unable to speak, and her face became paler and paler. She was still wearing her wedding dress today, and the scarlet pendant on her ear was swaying in the wind. Her lips were pale, revealing a sad and beautiful look.

Chu Liyue suppressed his inner tension and forced himself not to look at her expression. In the end, he still maintained his expression and said coldly, "It's just a... substitute. I knew her and Ye Qingsang's plan, so I played along with them. The only reason I wanted to protect the person I really like is to protect her."

After hearing this, Nan Yan couldn't help it anymore.

She looked up at him, as if she wanted to see into his heart, her eyes were filled with despair, but in the end she said nothing and just shed tears.

So that's how it is...

The more Chu Liyue saw her eyes, he felt as if his heart was being pulled hard by a thread, making him so nervous that he almost suffocated.

Don't believe... don't believe what he said...

Chu Liyue's voice was dry. He had concealed it well, so the man didn't see the slightest flaw. "I've already said it, isn't it time for you to let him go?"

Upon hearing this, the demon cultivator threw Nan Yan behind him with a backhand, stretched out his hand and pinched He Nanwan's shoulder, laughing wildly, "Of course, but I want to know, to what extent can the demon king do for your sweetheart?"

Chu Liyue's expression was icy, "What do you mean?"

"I want you to give up one of your arms. If you can do that, I will keep my promise and let your beloved go."

He Nanwan, who was held down by him and unable to move, was also stunned. She seemed to want to say something, but in the end she just called softly, "Ayue..."

Then Chu Liyue agreed without hesitation, "Okay, I promise you."

He raised his hand and struck his right arm hard. He heard a "click" and it was the sound of broken bones. His arm dropped down instantly and tiny drops of blood oozed out from between his fingers.

He Nanwan burst into tears and couldn't help but shout his name loudly, "Ayue, don't be like this..."

Only then did she realize that Ah Yue had always liked her so much. He Nanwan, who had originally wanted to use escaping marriage to change his character, suddenly felt endless regret in her heart. If it weren't for these things, wouldn't they have missed so much? It was all her fault, all her fault...

At this moment, the only thing she could think of was Chu Liyue crippling his arm for her. She still couldn't calm down...

Chu Liyue glanced at her and said in a calm voice, "Now, can you let him go?"

Chu Liyue's face turned pale instantly, and the severe pain made his voice hoarse. His eyes inadvertently swept to the figure sitting on the ground behind him, but he couldn't see the expression on her face.

The demon cultivator's face twitched slightly. Seeing that he acted without hesitation, he understood what was going on. A flash of murderous intent flashed across his eyes. "Don't worry, I will keep my word..."

He said as he gently pushed the person forward and gradually released the restraint. He Nanwan just wanted to get to Chu Liyue's side as quickly as possible and didn't notice the changes behind her for a moment.

In the sight, the demon cultivator suddenly jumped up, gathering murderous intent in his palms, and fiercely attacked behind He Nanwan.

"Boy, you destroyed half of my body back then. With all the new and old hatreds, I will make you feel what it's like to live a life worse than death today."

He Nanwan didn't expect that he would suddenly attack her. The palm wind broke through the void, and the overwhelming murderous intent instantly attacked her. She had nowhere to hide.

"careful!"

A faint scream was heard in the whistling wind.

At that moment, even He Nanwan felt that she was doomed, but at that critical moment, someone suddenly pushed her and blocked the fatal blow for her.

The person who pushed her was He Nanyan. Even He Nanwan did not expect that the person who saved her would be this selfless sister.

She stood there in disbelief.

"Quick...get out of the way..."

That palm strike hit Nan Yan's back. The violent impact almost shattered all of her internal organs, and more and more blood flowed out of her mouth.

Ye Qingsang's eyes were red with anger.

At that moment, pain and regret spread throughout his body. He felt a surge of blood in his throat and an extreme pain that made him unable to control his roar.

"You promised me not to hurt her!"

The demon cultivator clapped his hands nonchalantly, and even complained that this woman was too much of a nuisance, preventing him from killing Chu Liyue's sweetheart in one go.

"I am a demon. Fellow Daoist Ye is making a deal with a demon. Don't you know that demons are never trustworthy?"

"Go to hell!!"

Ye Qingsang's eyes were red, controlled by hatred, and he was on the verge of collapse.

…

Chu Liyue felt as if all the blood in his body froze instantly, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up. He stumbled to her and carefully held her in his arms.

"Why...why..."

He had clearly planned it very well. He knew that the evil cultivator would not let him go, so he chose He Nanwan and chose her to die. But why... why did you take that blow for her?

“Don’t… don’t die…”

The wedding dress was soaked with bright red blood, and blood kept gushing out of the body. There was no wound, but the blood just kept flowing, and the amount was so much that he didn't know where to cover.

"I won't let anything happen to you, nothing will happen to you..." He repeated this sentence over and over again.

Then he held her hand, and a gentle force flowed through her body, but it seemed to be of no use. Her internal organs were too badly damaged and could not be repaired at all.

Chu Liyue's eyes turned red with anxiety. He frantically took out pills from his arms and carefully stuffed them into her mouth one by one. "It's okay. I still have pills. I can save you. I can definitely save you..."

“No…” Nan Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, and the pill she had just fed was also vomited out. Her breathing became weaker and weaker, “…It’s useless.”

Chu Liyue felt as if someone had ripped out a piece of his heart, and the pain was so severe that he couldn't even breathe on his own.

"Why, why on earth..."

"Because..." Nan Yan looked up at him, tears welling up in her eyes, but she was smiling. She said, "Because you will be sad... If she died, you would be very sad."

"You love her so much... I don't want you to be sad."

She put her hands on her chest, groaned in pain, and coughed up blood. "I know the pain of wanting something but not getting it. I don't want you to suffer the same pain as me..."

Her tears fell on Chu Liyue's fingers, burning them so much that his fingertips trembled constantly. She said, "Since you love her so much... I'll just help you."

Chu Liyue's eyes suddenly showed a kind of despair and pain, which made him almost lose the ability to speak, "...It's not like that, listen to me, I haven't told you yet..."

Nan Yan shook her head lightly, her voice intermittent, almost unable to string together a sentence, "First... don't say anything, let me finish, I don't have much time..."

She trembled as she took out a brocade bag from her arms. Inside was two small wooden sculptures. One was carved by her herself, and it looked ugly and had not yet taken shape. Chu Liyue recognized the other one. It was the one he had thrown into the bushes and asked her to find.

Nan Yan handed over the broken wood carving, and suddenly a relieved smile appeared on her face, "I knew... that the figure that the Demon Lord carved was not me, but I still couldn't help but be greedy..."

"Look, I carved this for you... It should be a pair, but I don't think I'm that skilled... I've been carving for a long time... and I still can't finish it."

Chu Liyue held her fingers tightly, his fingers trembling, "It's okay, I will teach you, I will teach you in the future, we will learn slowly in the future, okay?"

Nan Yan didn't say yes. She just raised her eyes and looked at him, her eyes filled with indelible attachment and reluctance, "There is no... time."

"Actually, when the Demon Lord said those words to me a few days ago, I was really... very happy..."

"I thought... after the bitterness, there will be sweetness."

"But I didn't expect...it was still fake."

As she spoke, she began to laugh again, her voice low and filled with endless sadness and grievance.

She let out a forced breath.

As soon as he spat out blood, it went everywhere. His lips and teeth were covered in blood. He opened his lips and could hardly speak. "In the end... it was just a substitute."

"That's all..."

"Finally, I did one last thing for you..."

She smiled at him and her eyes began to fade.

Chu Liyue was on the verge of collapse, and the overwhelming regret and pain almost destroyed him.

"No... not a substitute..."

"Let me explain..."

When Nan Yan heard his voice, she seemed to have some last moments of clarity. She raised her hand and gently touched his face, with moisture lingering around her fingertips. "Are these... tears shed for me?"

The woman had a smile on her face, but it was a vague smile that seemed impossible to capture.

"Cry for me..."

Chu Liyue was so anxious that he wanted to say something, but she gently touched his lips.

Her voice became softer and softer, until finally, it almost disappeared, and only her soft murmur could be heard, "Don't say anything, just think of it as... tears shed for me... Whether you are lying to me or using me as a substitute, this life ends here..."

"I have no regrets in my life... loving you."

"But...if there is a next life, let's not...meet again, okay?"

Nan Yan exhaled her last breath, and the light in her pupils gradually faded away. "You should... take good care of her."

"I'm so tired... I feel so tired, I want to... take a rest."

"If...it's possible, can you take me home? I want to...go home..."

After saying this, I felt as if I was liberated.

The fingers slid softly down his face, and even his originally slightly frowned brows gradually relaxed.

Chu Liyue's eyes turned red. He reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth. "Okay... I'll take you home. I will definitely take you home. You can go anywhere you want. I will definitely accompany you..."

"But you can't fall asleep, you hear me?"

"I still have so much to tell you, I haven't explained anything to you, and we've only just begun..."

Chu Liyue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with trembling fingers and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why don't you speak? Have you forgotten? Today was originally our wedding day..."

The person in his arms didn't respond, and Chu Liyue forced another smile.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you forget. We have been married for a long time. We have been husband and wife for a long time. Do you still remember? You always secretly called me husband before..."

"Can you please call me again?"

"Call me again... okay?"

The person in my arms finally stopped moving.

At this moment, Chu Liyue finally realized something.

It was as if his soul had been sucked out of him. He felt powerless and sat paralyzed on the ground.

He reached out to hold her hand, but accidentally knocked the wooden sculpture off. The sculpture rolled to the ground, and the place where it was originally glued together was instantly broken, breaking into two pieces.

Something warm seemed to fall into my eye sockets.

"Don't leave me alone..."

"I haven't told you I love you yet, and I haven't taken you home yet, can you please open your eyes and look at me..."

Chu Liyue held her in his arms tightly, but he could still feel her body temperature getting colder and colder. His sweetheart was dead.

From now on, she would no longer smile at him, nor would she secretly call him husband anymore.

…and it just disappeared.

Chu Liyue smiled softly, a layer of mist gathered in his eyes, and his heart seemed to be empty, leaving only sadness, loneliness, and endless despair.

She didn’t even know until she died…

In fact, the person he loved the most was her, and he left her forever with regret.