Nine Yang Sword God

She had eased up Chen Changsheng's pain at his most vulnerable moment, causing him to subconsciously become emotionally dependent on her.    

This feeling was something that only a person who had been wounded by love would understand.    

Sometimes, Chen Changyu even thought, is my love for Linghu Xiange real? No one falls in love with another person right after a heart-wrenching relationship is over. The reason why they have a favorable impression of another person is because in the period after a relationship is over, feelings are the most empty and the most vulnerable to "taking advantage of the situation."    

This kind of love that is "taken advantage of", whether it is true love or not, will definitely make the injured party quickly rely on and like the other party.    

He really liked the feeling of being together with her, no matter if it was the dependence of their feelings on each other, or true love. Without a doubt, Linghu Xiange had successfully taken over his heart, and when he was sad, when he was sad, when he was lonely, when he thought of her, when he thought of her, when he thought of her in sorrow, when he thought of her in boredom, when he thought of her in progress, when he thought of her in happiness.    

But now, the only ray of light that illuminated the love in Chen Changsheng's heart had been extinguished.    

The wound in his heart, which had only been half-sutured, immediately ruptured. Blood instantly flowed out and his body became badly mangled.    

The Third Elder looked at Chen Chang He with a pained expression, and said: "Since you used the disguise technique and the Bone Shrinking Art, why did you do it? The Hu Family is still looking for you. It's very dangerous for you to do this. "    

Chen Changsheng picked up a piece of yellow paper from the ground and gently rubbed it with his hands. "She hasn't gone far on the Road to River Styx, she should still be able to see me …" I want to meet her in person... She must want to see me again, right? "    

The Third Elder clenched his fists and felt a little guilty. "Chang He, I'm sorry that Master was unable to protect her."    

Chen Chang He raised his head and looked at the Third Elder, his eyes were red, "Master, how can I blame you? This is all my fault. "    

As he said that, Chen Chang Ku slowly placed the finished yellow paper into the brazier, the flames causing Chen Chang He's face to redden, and his eyes to redden as well.    

Chen Chang He stared at the fire in front of him and could not help but fall into a trance.    

The affairs of the world were unpredictable, but he would never have thought that a living person that was still alive and kicking a few days ago would have already been separated from him by Yin and Yang after not seeing him for a few days.    

Linghu Wan Ge's joyous laughter seemed to echo in Chen Chang He's ears.    

From the moment he had met Linghu Xiange, all of his conversations with her had flashed through his mind like an image …    

"Father has taught us since we were young that life in this world is worthy of being called heaven, that one cannot look down on others, and that there is no guilt in his heart. Since he was not drowned and we coincidentally met, we should at least save him. Otherwise, our conscience would be uneasy. "    

"Your name is Chen Chang He? My name is Linghu Xiange. "    

"Chen Changgui, my father told us to bring you to participate in the preliminary auditions for the Hidden Dragon Gate …"    

"Chen Chang He, do you regret blocking the sword for me?"    

"Chen Chang He, the last time you blocked a sword for me, this time I can naturally block a sword for you as well."    

"Chen Lang, remember what you said today. I only hope that one day you won't take responsibility for me …"    

"Chang'e, don't worry. I'll definitely work hard. I definitely won't drag you down …"    

"Chang'e, the thing you gave me is too precious. If you want me to accept it, I only want this one. Take everything else …"    

"Chen Chang He, I missed you so much!"    

"Oh, dear …"    

"Oh, dear …"    

Linghu Wan Ge's voice still echoed in his ears. It seemed that he only knew her yesterday …    

As the memories of Linghu Wan Ge became clearer and clearer in his mind, Chen Chang He's heart became more and more in pain.    

Chen Chang Ku suddenly thumped his chest hard. He wanted to vent, wanted to shout out, but his chest was suffocated to the limit, as though he was holding in a huge breath. He could not say what he wanted to say.    

"Ah …"    

What sort of feeling was that feeling of holding in all one's breath?    

Finally, Chen Chang He could no longer hold it in, and tears started streaming down his face.    

He threw himself to the ground, wailing and crying until his eyes almost fainted.    

Chen Chang He was not a person who cried easily, but over the years, there had been too many burdens on him, especially after his rebirth, his spirit had never relaxed.    

The warmth of Linghu Xiange was his only safe haven, the only place where he could relax for a while.    

But now … Everything was gone.    

Chen Changgui finally let go of all his burdens, put down his burden as a real man, and started crying unrestrainedly.    

He didn't know how long he had cried, he only knew that he had almost cried for two lifetimes.    

When Chen Changyu was carefully putting the last piece of yellow paper into the brazier, he suddenly asked sorrowfully, "Master …" Is Disciple... Did I do something wrong … "    

The Third Elder felt as if his heart had been heavily punched by someone, and the pain he felt instantly reached his limit.    

"I have done the righteous deeds of chivalry to uphold justice for the souls of the hundreds of dead … But now … Did I get anything? "    

"The person I love the most is dead …"    

"She …" who swore to spend the rest of their lives with me... "    

The Third Elder didn't know what to say, so he couldn't say a word. He just stood there quietly, as if his heart was being stabbed by a knife.    

What kind of blow could cause a hero who was not afraid of death to question his own good deeds?    

Under normal circumstances, as an elder, the Third Elder should have taught Chen Chang He some great truths, telling him that doing chivalrous things was the right thing to do, but could seniority be enough to ignore the grief of the younger generation?    

The one whose lover was killed was not him, but Chen Chang He. Of all the grief, only Chen Chang He knew.    

Whether or not he could walk out of this knot in his heart would naturally depend on himself.    

If you are a saint, then you are a saint. If you are generous to others, then you are a saint.    

Unknowingly, the sky had turned dark and a cold wind was blowing. Chen Chang'e also dragged his numb body and stood up.    

Chen Chang He staggered two steps, and said, "Master, let's go."    

The Third Elder said in a pleased tone, "I had thought that you would stay here for a few more days."    

Chen Chang He laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Master, do you think that disciple is someone who cares about reputation? If it was anyone else, no matter if they were dead or in despair, or if they wanted to be seen by the world, they would definitely guard the tomb for a very long time. They would always leave a good husband's name in the mouths of the people. What I need to do now is to leave Tigersmoke City, leave the area controlled by the Hu family and protect my life. "She died because of me. I cannot die because of folly. I want to leave this life …"    

"One day, I, Chen Chang Mo, will return to Tiger Smoke City …"    

"On that day, I will let evening song know that I promised her that I would never let anyone bully her. No matter when, I will make the decision."    

"Everyone who was holding onto the knife that killed her... They will all be buried with her! "    

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