Under the green light, Ling Suping's body had all blood vessels exposed to the skin, and his eyes were no longer black and white, but were all filled with blood red. The seven orifices had begun to seep out blood, and blood was spraying directly from his mouth and nose.

Ling Suping shouldn't care about these things at all. The moment Lu Ying was slapped by that palm, Ling Suping had already made a decision. What are the fears of death? I can't be with the person I love for the rest of my life, what's the meaning of life?

"We must die, we must die, we must die." Ling Suping had nothing, only these three words left. Wherever the green light passed, it was as if the cold winter had arrived, and there was no chance for everything to deal with it. The green light transformed by Ling Suping was even more terrifying. All the places where Ling Suping passed, the plants and trees withered in an instant and then turned into ashes. The earth and rocks were even more irresistible, and cracks popped up. The cracks were particularly wide and deep in the place where the green light passed.

The uncle of the Yuanyang ancestor was running away desperately. He suddenly felt a backfilling force gradually approaching him. Although he had exhausted his life's cultivation, he could still feel that this power was approaching him at a faster speed. At this time, he was almost desperate, and he didn't know who to ask for blessings, because the power behind him was already beyond the power of gods and Buddhas.

A voice suddenly appeared in Ling Suping's mind: "Ping'er, you promised me that you will not use the Sword Immortal Linfan again, why now you use a trick that is stronger than the Sword Immortal Linfan."

Ling Suping said, "Xing'er, wait for me, and when I kill the old thief, I will go to find you. You can walk slowly and I will come immediately."

Lu Ying said: "If you die like this, what's the point of saving you without hesitation?"

Ling Suping was stunned.

Lu Ying said again: "Did I just want to stay in love with you in another world?"

Ling Suping cried and said, "Ying'er, Ying'er!"

Lu Ying smiled and said, "Ping'er, if you live, you have to live, stop, otherwise you will definitely die, and you can also avenge me if you live. And I want you to survive more than you do for me."

The uncle of the Yuanyang ancestor had already felt that the green mulberry began to tear his clothes apart, and his back seemed to be carved by the green mulberry. He didn't care about the pain of tearing his flesh. This pain was insignificant to him. As long as he didn't die, everything could be started again. As expected, the power of the green mulberry was disappearing, but he did not relax his vigilance and ran away desperately. Finally, he could no longer feel the power that made the soul tremble. The clothes on the quilt had all turned into ashes, and three words were left on his back: "Must die!"

Ling Suping took over the power of the realm of transformation, and he fell beside Lu Ying. Before he fainted, he stretched out his hand and held one of Lu Ying's hands. That was the last time he felt Lu Ying's voice: "Ping'er, I love you!"

Spring has come, and everything should recover with the arrival of spring. The spring breeze has blown across the earth countless times. The tender green is the color of the world now. They are looking forward to a new spring breeze. After the new spring breeze, all things in the tender green land will burst into brightly against the spring breeze. However, there are unexpected winds and clouds in the sky. What they are waiting for is not a spring breeze, but a cold wind that should have disappeared long ago.

The cold wind coming from the north whistled across the earth with a whistle, and the whistle was like an elegy sighing at the pain in the world. Wherever this cold wind came, it not only brought cold, but also brought the first snow in spring. The late spring cold is not rare, but what is rare is the heavy snow like goose feathers brought by the late spring cold.

The snowflakes, like a white velvet blanket, carefully covering the two people lying on the ground with their bodies exposed in the cold wind.

"Xing'er, I want a group of children to take you and the children to run freely on the prairie." Ling Suping said.

"Go and go, who wants to give birth to so many children for you?" Lu Ying said with a lip.

"Hehe, it's better to have one or two." Ling Suping said with a silly smile.

"Besides, I won't give you any more birth." Lu Ying said.

That night they discussed how many children they had.

"Ying'er, the story of the Condor Heroes is so nice. Don't say anything, let's be the Condor Heroes. Otherwise, let's go to the prairie first." Ling Suping said.

"Hmph, are you going to lie to me to go to the prairie to give birth to a group of children for you?" Lu Ying said angrily.

"Where is it, there is no! The eagle is only available on the grassland. Why can't you go to the grassland to find the eagle that can always hold us?" Ling Suping explained hurriedly.

"You can't go to the grassland anywhere, you have to go to Beiming," said Lu Ying.

"Why go to Beiming?" Ling Suping couldn't figure it out.

"Oh, I remembered that you used to be a monk, how could you know the content in "Xiaoyaoyou"?" Lu Ying sarcastically.

""Xiaoyaoyou"?" Ling Suping looked confused.

"There is a fish in the north, whose name is Kun. Kun is not known for its size, but it turns into a bird and its name is Peng. Peng is not known for its back." Lu Ying recited a few sentences by Zhuangzi, one of the Taoist saints, "Xiaoyaoyou"

Ling Suping said thoughtfully: "There is a fish in Beiming that is called Kun, and Kun cannot be stewed in a large pot. Hahaha!" After that, he laughed. Lu Ying clenched her fist and beat Ling Suping.

That night they talked about martial arts, hoping to be the Condor Heroes of the Condor Heroes in the world today!

The past is like smoke, and I can't stand the breeze blowing by. The smoke that faintly reveals the good times of the past was blown in the air by wisps of light breeze, dissipating without a shadow. There are two small snow bags on the ground, and under the small snow bag is a dead heart and another dead heart!

Two people walked down the Mulan Mountain and walked on the road. One said, "What's wrong today? First, there was an inexplicable earthquake, and then the north wind roared and heavy snow. Look at the snow, it didn't snow so much in winter."

Another said: "That's right, that's it. It's been months since this is really strange."

One said, "All right, hurry up, leave quickly, go back and get back to work."

Not far away, a horse was parked by the roadside, dragging a carriage behind him, and hiding from the wind and snow under the tree that had sprouted tender buds.

One said: "Why is there a carriage parked here? Let's see if someone is injured due to an earthquake."

There was no one in the carriage, but there were two small snow bags next to the carriage. They looked at each other and began to clean up the raised snow bags, and in a moment they dug out Lu Ying and Ling Suping.

The two were from Chenjian Villa, so they naturally recognized Lu Ying and Ling Suping. They were shocked and said, "Miss, son-in-law?"

When Ling Suping woke up again, Lu Ying was already lying in the coffin. The entire Chenjian Villa was trapped in the grief of Lu Ying's death. Ling Suping was unconscious for three days, and Lu Ying lay in the coffin for three days. Everything in Chenjian Villa was waiting, waiting for Ling Suping to wake up, because Lu Ying was his wife, all this must be dominated by Ling Suping.

Ling Suping had been dreaming during the coma for the past three days. In the dream, he kept cycling the whole process of seeing Lu Ying and sacrificing his life for him. When he opened his eyes, he even thought that all this was a dream, and Lu Ying was still there. But when he saw the heartbroken Zhuangren and the white silk hanging around, he knew that this was not a dream.

Ling Suping remembered the dream that Lu Ying had when she was surprised and left without saying goodbye. He hated himself, and he had already sensed danger, but he took it lightly. He kept muttering the words when Wujizi explained the sign: "The lonely geese fly alone and survive the winter, and it is feasible to accompany each other."

Ling Suping cried: "Why, I didn't leave her, I guarded her, why did she still leave me?"

Lu Ying was buried on Mulan Mountain, while Ling Suping knelt in front of Lu Ying's tomb for a long time. The late spring cold lasted for a long time, and the snow fell intermittently for half a month. After Ling Suping finally got up from Lu Ying's tomb, the sky began to clear up. The world still needs to move, and the world has its own laws. Naturally, spring is spring after all, and the world can be sad for a person, but it will not change for a person. The world finally clears up, the spring breeze blows on the earth again, and all things continue to revive. However, the world in Ling Suping's heart is permanently covered with clouds!

Heaven and earth can be sad for a person, but will not change for a person.

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