The Demon Princess

Chapter 152 Separation 3
At some point, the sun was covered by dark clouds, but in the summer of May, large flakes of snow suddenly fell from the sky.

Lou Xuan swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat with force, and then said with ease: "Qing Le, do you want to go back to the Nine Princes Mansion with me?".

Long Qingle squatted down and saw that his face was terribly pale, and she couldn't help shaking: "Lou Xuan, tell me, are you okay?".

Seeing her like this, Lou Xuan felt pain in his chest as if someone had stabbed him, but he still had a relaxed look on his face, with a slightly joking tone: "Are you changing the subject?" He wanted to He smiled, but couldn't help but spit out a big mouthful of bright red blood.

Long Qingle trembled even more when he saw the blood spurted out by her: "Lou Xuan, you will be fine, right, I want you to promise me, tell me! Say you will be fine, okay? "She hugged him into her arms, and the tears in her eyes couldn't hold back anymore.

Thinking that he would die, she felt that even breathing was painful. At this moment, like a helpless child, she asked him for a promise that nothing would happen to him.

There was a wry smile on the corner of Lou Xuan's mouth, why didn't he want to be with her, but he was very clear about his physical condition at the moment, he was afraid that she would be sad, and he didn't want to show such a weak side in front of her, But at this time, he was already in a state of oppression. He helped her up with difficulty, and stared at her closely with his deep eyes: "If I..." He suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, and said jumpingly: "You take the glutinous rice balls to find Tang Yu."

Long Qingle did not wait for his promise, but waited for his words like leaving a last word. Her heart ached unbearably, and she threatened: "Lou Xuan, believe it or not, as long as you dare... I will forget you." up".She had never felt that the word death was so difficult to say, as if he would really die as soon as she said it.

When the snowflakes fell on the ground, they were instantly stained red with blood, and hundreds of corpses lay in disorder around them.

Tangyuan walked slowly to Long Qingle and Lou Xuan and squatted down, but she didn't dare to make a sound, her eyes were full of sadness, she felt that all this was caused by her.

When Lou Xuan said that she would forget about him, his chest throbbed. He suddenly covered his chest and spewed out another mouthful of blood. As soon as he tried to speak, another mouthful of blood gushed out. Seeing this scene, Long Qingle was completely confused. Not knowing how to react, she hugged him and called out his name nervously and sadly: "Lou Xuan, Lou Xuan, please don't scare me, don't leave me alone, okay...".

Lou Xuan heard her heart-piercing cries, he really wanted to comfort her again, tell her not to be afraid, not to cry, but he was unable to say a word.

Long Qingle saw his pupils that had started to slacken, and her whole heart felt like being dug out by someone: "Lou Xuan, I will go back to the Ninth Prince's Mansion with you. As long as you recover, I will never leave you again..." She tore Crying heartbreakingly.

At this moment, an old voice came from behind her: "Le'er."

When Long Qingle heard this extremely familiar voice, she froze all of a sudden. She turned her head slowly, and saw a white-haired old man wearing a yellow Taoist uniform standing in the pile of corpses with a look of pity on his face. looking at her.

"Grandpa..." Long Qingle murmured softly, then as if he had realized something, he suddenly called out: "Grandpa".

Her eyes burst out with a very bright light, and she lifted Lou Xuan out of her arms carefully, let him lean against the big tree behind him, and ran towards her grandfather without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)