The rebirth of the national school is too paranoid

Chapter 285 303. Finale [Part [-]]

"Ling'er, have you seen that I have personally slaughtered the lunatic who killed you, hahaha..."

In the next moment, the man who rushed in swept away with a whip, and only the three souls were left, and they were instantly wiped out.

Hua Yin collapsed on the magistrate's platform, which was covered in blood and mess, and his vision of seeing the blood mist and black air in the air became more and more blurred.But for some reason, at this moment, he could clearly see the man walking over.

Just like when the master walked into his sight from afar, he immediately lived in his heart.

Feeling being hugged by a pair of trembling hands, it feels extremely warm, and the scent of that person's body is reassuring.

Hua Yin's pale lips slowly curled up in an arc, breathing desperately, his lips murmured, and exhausted his weak strength to squeeze out two words, hoarsely, "Master..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the black blood flowed from the corner of his lips to his ears, and was wiped away by a flustered hand.

With a trembling voice, "Master is..."

While speaking, the golden light in the palm of his palm covered Hua Yin's heart, sending in a steady stream of spiritual power to circulate on him.

But in the end, they were all backlashed back to Bai Liao, his eyes tightened and he gritted his teeth to endure the blood in his throat.

Hua Yin's wound didn't get any better, but became more serious.

A trace of pain flashed in his eyes, he coughed violently and vomited a mouthful of blood, which stained the white windbreaker tightly behind him.

"Meteor Immortal... there is no way..."

"Master, tell me... talk..."

Bai Liao withdrew the spiritual power in his hands, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were savagely exposed, feeling powerless and slumped, intertwined with panic and trembling.His heart hurt like a knife, and suddenly his throat was full of blood, and he swallowed it back.

The tip of his nose was sour, he lowered his eyes and covered them, "...OK."

"Knowing... what happened back then, I feel at ease and have no regrets..."

"Master, remember... bid farewell to Tongtong for me. Just say, I... live in seclusion abroad..."

"it is good."

"Help me... greet Luo... Luo and Ye Ningsheng..."

"it is good."

With the loss of blood, Hua Yin's limbs began to gradually turn cold and pale, and then became bruised and stiff.

It was becoming more and more painful and difficult to speak, and the voice became weaker and weaker.

"Look after me...little short leg, don't let it fall into Ji Yao's hands..."

"it is good."

"If my soul flies away, master... then I will find another beloved man to spend the life with him, master..."

I really, really love you.

But I don't want to be so selfish, selfishly restraining the master.Even though I will be jealous and hate, I still hope that the master can find someone who will accompany him for a lifetime.

It shouldn't have been a thousand years ago.

Bai Liao responded in a low voice, tightening his arms around him little by little, the corners of his lips trembling, "Okay..."

"Master...I'm so sleepy..."

Hua Yin was about to lose all sensation in his limbs, his pupils gradually became dilated, and the bright eyes that had illuminated the bright lights of Wanjia at that time lost all their color and light at this moment.

Only his obsession kept him going for a while longer.

You can rest after a while.

Coughing a few times, shortness of breath, almost inaudible whispering voice, "Finally, in my bookcase, third..." In the seventh book of the line, there is the love letter I wrote to you back then, remember sign for.

It's a pity I couldn't say it.

He closed his eyes.

Bai Liao's body trembled violently, his eyes tightened suddenly, he clutched the sleeves of the young man Huai, his deep and hoarse voice was mixed with crying, piercing his heart, "What is the third...Xiao Yuan, answer, what is the third? "

The world seemed to lose all color in an instant and become gray.

His vision was blurred by tears, and his mind was filled with Xiaoyuan's frowns and smiles.

His voice echoed in my ears, and his voice and smile appeared in front of my eyes, but I wanted to grab it but suddenly it was empty, my heart seemed to be empty.

The excruciating pain spread to all limbs, thousands of times more painful than a knife's carving, and even breathing hurts.

Make him unbearable.

"Xiaoyuan... don't make such a joke with the master, okay? The master will really be angry..."

"Xiaoyuan, don't you want a master anymore..."

Bai Liao called in a low voice, every sentence piercing his heart, hurting his heart and lungs.Every word is sad and cold.

The tip of the nose was red, and the downcast eyes suppressed the pain like Ling Chi, and hot tears fell on the face of the dead young man.

The bloodstains fainted.

The pain in his heart was so numb that Bai Liao couldn't recover for a long time.

After a while, Bai Liao's eyes slowly regained focus, he clasped the arms of the man in his arms, and threatened with trembling lips: "Doesn't Xiaoyuan hate master's contact with those female teachers the most? Together, they will never come back..."

"Xiao Yuan..."

"Xiao Yuan..."

No matter how many times he called out, no matter how heart-piercing he was until he collapsed, the young man would never be able to answer.

Gradually, Bai Liao stopped talking, just hugged the blue and cold corpse tightly in silence, his expression was slumped, and his eyes were empty and dull looking forward.The gentle and beautiful eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, and no light could penetrate any more.

Perhaps, this is what they should have looked like thousands of years ago.

……

Fragments of moonlight filtered through the window and fell on the man's picturesque face.

His thick feather fan-like eyelashes trembled suddenly, and he suddenly opened his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling, his gaze was as lifeless as a cold pool of drowning, and the two lines of undried tears at the end of his eyes slipped down and wet the pillow.

He reached out and touched a trace of water on his eyelids.

The five fingers were lifted slowly, and a ray of silver light from the moonlight shone into his eyes through the gap between the fingers.

Slowly covering his face with his hands, covering the emotions slowly emerging in his eyes.

Memories pass like a horse, passing thousands of years in a hurry.

In an instant, distressed all over his limbs, like a recurrence of a chronic disease, almost choking his breathing.

His low and hoarse voice was mixed with an imperceptible tremor, and he murmured softly: "Sure enough, it's this dream again..."

The lingering nostalgia that has lasted for a thousand years spreads in the blood, lingering in deep sleep, and bursting like a phantom bubble when awake.

Xiaoyuan, did you ask my teacher to stop looking for you in a dream...

But teacher...how can he stop?

As a teacher, you are the other shore that you can't get close to in this lifetime, and your ugly and greedy heart is deeply buried in flesh and blood.

Even if it will never come back, even if lovesickness is deep in your bones, as a teacher, I will treat your eyebrows and eyes as before, and the years will be the same.

I would like to spend my whole life in exchange for an old dream in decline, and I will never wake up from drunkenness.

……

wake up.

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　Originally, I wanted to finish posting all at once, but I saw a naughty little cutie saying that I wanted a big ending, right?The president is so fond of fans, so he naturally meets the requirements!
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