“…”

"If you don't want my property, it's just abandoned."

“…”

"If you want it, I can leave something in this world."

“…”

As he said that, he raised his hand with difficulty again, and raised the ring to Liu Qinghan's eyes, with a calm expression of "you whatever you want" on his face.

This time, Liu Qinghan did not hesitate much and reached out to take it.

He put the ring on his hand. Because Yan Qinghan's fingers were too thin, the ring he was wearing might not be suitable, but he still put it on and said, "Do you know, how will I deal with your property?"

Yan Qinghan smiled and slowly closed her eyes.

While closing his eyes, he said, "Do you think I will still care about the surging waves when I close my eyes?"

His voice became increasingly low and thinner. When he spoke the last two words, he was almost as thin as a mosquito and could not hear it at all.

And he did not open his eyes again.

Liu Qinghan widened his eyes in shock, and hurriedly reached out his hand with a red jade ring to grab Yan Qinghan's hanging down hand.

The thin hand, completely unconscious, passed through his fingertips.

My heart sank completely.

Looking at the pale, without any trace of anger, I felt my mind swelling and my eyes swelling and painful. Even his face was distorted in his sight, leaving only hot tears flowing out, falling down and falling on his face.

The bloodstains were soaked in my tears and fell down again.

But he had no sound.

I shouted softly: "Qinghan?"

No response.

His eyes were closed, and his long, thin eyelashes covered his thin eyelids, like butterfly wings.

But, it will no longer flap its wings and fly high.

His life has flown to this day and he has finally stopped here.

I reached out and tried to touch his eyes, but before I could touch him, my strength could no longer hold on. I couldn't help crying: "Qinghan! Qinghan..."

I started crying, and even Xue Muhua next to me shed tears. Pei Yuanfeng just looked at the scene with red eyes. After a long time, he reached out to stroke Xue Muhua's head and slowly took her sobbing gently into his arms.

And I, the strength that had supported me for a long time, finally collapsed because of crying and tears, almost falling down. Liu Qinghan, who was beside me, immediately reached out to hold my arm. When my thin shoulders were trembling because of pain, he frowned and gently leaned my head on his shoulder.

Tears were like springs, wet his shoulders.

Yan Qinghan... is dead.

My cousin, this caused this storm, causing almost all the power centers in the Central Plains to venture out to sea, and also allowed the many mysteries buried by my mother to reveal the people in the world. I have left only a few relatives in this world.

How long and short his life was, born in the cliff, but lived in the abyss of pain. Never was free and happy one day. Until he died, I didn't know whether his soul was liberated?

Or is he going to start the next cycle of reincarnation with such suffering?

No one knows.

Just as I leaned on his shoulder and cried, I felt Liu Qinghan seemingly looking back.

Then, his breathing suddenly became tense.

I don’t know if it was because of the action of turning back that touched the wound on his shoulder, or if he saw something that scared him at the sight, I felt his whole body tremble for a moment, and then the hand holding my arm slowly loosened.

I looked up at him.

His face was covered with blood, and the pale part became paler.

I suddenly realized something.

My hands and feet were exhausted, but no one could support me at this time. I reached out to support the ground and stood up slowly. I staggered for two steps because of my weakness. I saw that our way was completely swallowed up, the sea of ​​fire roared and almost spread to us. The scorching temperature was blown by the sea breeze, which further encouraged the momentum of the flames.

I turned around and looked at the sea.

Those fleets are getting closer.

At this time, I could see clearly the ships and the people who were moving on the ship. At first glance, I saw that there were many people standing on the bow of the two particularly huge and abrupt pilot ships, with flags flying and imposing momentum, and two people stood at the front of the bow of the ship.

It seems to be looking at me too.
Chapter completed!