"Azhao, hold on, hold on..."

Su Yulie rode a horse in the dark night, unable to see the mountain road ahead, but only cared about moving forward.

The thick bloody smell of the person in front filled his nostrils, and the hand supporting Gao Zhao's body was also continuously hit by heat.

Su Yulie knew it was blood, it was Gao Zhao's blood.

The indescribable pain beating his heart was actually a bit more painful than the wound on his body cut open by the sword. Su Yulie felt that he had no strength to speak.

"Azhao you...you answer me one sentence, just one sentence..."

Su Yulie held Gao Zhao's hand tightly with one hand, just like Gao Zhao held his hand that morning,

"It's fine if you don't speak...you...even move your fingers..."

Su Yulie cried while talking, crying heartbreakingly, his chest trembled, and even the lifeless body of the person in front trembled slightly.

He raised the chin of the man in front slightly, and the man's head was thrown back on his shoulder. Su Yulie turned his face slightly, and gently rubbed his bloody and muddy cheek against the man's forehead. Cry like a child.

"I know you've heard it all, but you just don't have the energy to answer me, right?"

"Azhao said that as long as I don't give up, he will accompany me till the end of my life."

"We still have a long way to go, and we have to go together."

Tears fell one by one, the wound on the cheek was painful, and the vision in front of him was blurred, but the white but arrogant face of the little monk's steamed bun slowly appeared, and the childish words of the child rang in his ears.

"Little monk, what's your name?"

"Remember, my name is Gao Zhao. If you want to repay your kindness in the future, don't find the wrong person, kid."

Su Yulie subconsciously clenched the blood-stained white skirt of the person in front of him, and his fingers began to tremble.

He found it, found his little monk, and found the wrong person, but before he had finished repaying his favor, his little monk fell lifelessly into his arms.

Su Yulie took advantage of the faint moonlight to look at the sharp-edged side face of the man in his arms, and saw that the originally fair face was stained with blood of unknown origin, and his lips subconsciously moved upwards, leaving a soft and gentle touch on the cheek. A kiss, even he himself was caught off guard.

In the next moment, the horse stepped on some kind of rock and turned sideways. Su Yulie shook his hand holding the rein. Seeing the man in his arms fall sideways onto the black and boundless cliff, he let go of his hand, and the two of them together Get down.

The white horse wailed, then ran away quickly and disappeared without a trace, leaving only the lingering sound of the mournful wailing lingering between the cliffs.

You said you want to live forever with me, so I will accompany you to the ends of the earth.Even if this mountain is a dead end, as long as I accompany you, we can count as a journey together.

I don't know how many times I rolled, but at the last second before losing consciousness, Su Yulie was still firmly pulling the corner of the man's clothes.

Fortunately, fortunately, his photo is not too far away from him.

When you go through reincarnation like this, you may still meet them.

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The mountain was still so silent, so dark that you couldn't see your fingers. Those vicious or innocent little animals poked their heads out one after another, looking at the two shadows that fell together.

Suddenly there was a movement, which scared away the crow, the little rabbit and the wolf, a small body appeared from a puff of white smoke, and rushed to the side of the white-clothed boy.

"It's over, it's over, it's late..." Gao Xiaozhao looked at the lifeless body, and suddenly burst into tears.

The child was crying, looking around at the deserted appearance, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

It was clearly written on the Sansheng pedigree that Gao Zhao could not survive this catastrophe, but he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that the arrogant and domineering immortal who came down to earth with his brand would die at such a young age.

But there is no one to save this deep mountain and old forest.

Gao Xiaozhao wiped away his tears, put his white beard into his pocket, looked at the blood on the man's face, and felt a surge of courage in his heart, so he supported the man's body on the ground with his two small arms, and dragged him all the way to the place where there were faint traces of people passing by. side of the road.

The child was half dead from exhaustion. He sat and waited for a while beside Gao Zhao's body. Seeing that no one was passing by, he returned the same way, dragged Su Yulie's body over, and put him back in the same position as before, letting his hands tightly hold Gao Zhao's body. According to the corner of the clothes.

Wait, wait, it's almost dawn, and there are several cocks crowing in the distance, but no one comes, the child sits on the spot crying, thinking about how useless he is, while watching Two motionless bodies.

At this time, there was the sound of horseshoes and the sound of wheels rolling over the mud. Gao Xiaozhao stood up abruptly, and vaguely saw a carriage approaching.

The coachman first noticed the two blood-stained figures lying on the side of the road, so he stopped the horse in a panic, turned around and shouted into the carriage,

"Master, here... someone died here!"

Liu Siye was startled, and suddenly opened the curtain to get out of the car, and saw two motionless people lying on the grass, their clothes were messed up by the sword, and there were glaring blood all over them.

But the figure was so familiar, even the blood-stained white clothes were exactly the same as the person who jumped into the water that day.

No way, no way, how could Mr. Gao be in Youtong.

Thinking of this, Liu Siye still got out of the carriage and walked to the side of the two lying on the ground, his pupils froze, he squatted down slowly, and wiped the blood and mud off the face of the boy in white with a trembling hand. , when he saw Gao Zhao's familiar handsome face, his whole heart burst.

"Master Gao...Master Gao..."

Even Liu Siye's lips began to tremble, and the howling in his chest was full of compassion.He scanned the wound and the blackened blood on the man's body, and stretched out a finger under Gao Zhao's nostril. When he found that he was still breathing a little, he yelled at the carriage like crazy, like he was insane,

"Someone! Somebody!"

"Pick them up in the car and go to the clinic! Go to the clinic!"

A group of people rushed back with these two lifeless bodies, and even forgot the purpose of this trip to Youtong.

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Su Yulie woke up and tightened his hands subconsciously. When he found that the man's clothes were missing, his heart sank to the bottom with a thud.

"Azhao!" He shouted, and slowly regained consciousness in his neck and thighs, so he sat up and scanned every corner of this strange room, but he couldn't see the figure of the man.

Quickly lifted the quilt, the stern wind in the mountains that night still lingered in my ears, and the lingering warmth of Ah Zhao on my cheeks.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps coming towards this side, Su Yulie raised his head violently, his eyes were filled with the shadow of the little monk, but it was not his little monk who came.

"Young master, you are awake! Oh, hurry up and rest..."

That strange boy ran over, grabbed Su Yulie's arm and tried to tuck him back into the bed, but Su Yulie tightly grabbed the boy's skirt with one hand,

"Where's the young man who was with me? Wearing white clothes, blood all over his body, such a high ponytail..." Su Yulie tried his best to gesture as he felt a slight pain in his arm.

"Ah, that young master..." The young man swallowed, looking a little embarrassed, Su Yulie's heart was about to die, "The young master you mentioned has been resting here for a few days, and the one who brought the two of you here I have searched all the famous doctors here...all said..."

"It's all said that there is no way to recover."

Su Yulie's hand dropped suddenly, and all the nerves in his body were broken.

Ah Zhao, how could his Ah Zhao just disappear like this.

His white lips began to tremble slightly, his eyes were reddened, and he was stunned for a while, unable to say anything.

The boy didn't dare to talk too much, so he could only stay aside and look at his sad appearance.

Suddenly, Su Yu stood up abruptly, and the quilt he was covering slipped to the ground. His eyes were fixed on the door, but as if he couldn't see anything, he stretched out his hand and knocked over the vase on the table next to him.

With a sound of "bang", the vase fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. The sharp edges and corners were directly facing Su Yulie's bare feet, but he didn't seem to notice it. He was about to go while saying "Azhao, Azhao" Stepping on him, it was the boy who pulled his arm quickly to escape the catastrophe.

"Where is he, where is he now?" Su Yulie suddenly turned sideways, tightly clutching the poor boy's shoulders with both hands, the despair in his eyes was so tragic that he could kill, "I want to see people, even if I die... I also want to see the corpse..."

"If you die, you have to see the corpse!" Su Yulie repeated, his fingers became more and more forceful, two streams of tears rolled out of his red eyes, and slid down his cheeks that had been stuck to Gao Zhao's forehead that night.

Seeing that the boy was trembling and unable to speak, Su Yulie let go of his hand, turned around and walked towards the door, letting the tears flow more and more violently,

"Don't tell me...I'll find him myself."

"Don't leave me, my lord," the boy grabbed Su Yulie's arm, "I won't tell you if it's not a young one, and I don't know if it's a young one."

"After the famous doctors here said that there was no way to save them, the young master who brought the two men got very angry. He left you some money and told us to take good care of you, and then he took the young man in white away."

"As for where and how to go, he didn't say anything..."

Su Yulie nodded, reached out and grabbed his tattered outer robe and put it on his body. Even if it was just a small gesture, the aura was unmatched by others.

Just like six years ago, he was wearing Gaozhao's tattered cloak in Gaozhao's small courtyard, and he couldn't hide his whole body style.

"Prepare the horse."

"My lord, you are leaving now, your body—————————"

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The author has something to say:

Gao Zhao: "Am I really dead this time?!"

Su Yulie: "If you die, I won't live anymore!"

Gao Zhao: "I will not die! I must open my eyes!"

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