Chapter 1115

In the center of the battlefield, the smoke is filled,

The air is filled with a strong bloody smell and the atmosphere of scorched soil.

The deafening shouting and killing had stopped, and it was replaced by a dead silence.

As if the wind stopped breathing.

In this ruin, the broken flags, broken weapons, scattered armor,

Nothing was telling the tragic battle that just ended.

The earth was stained with red blood, and the corpse across the ground,

As if even the heavens and the earth mourned.

On this deadly battlefield, only the two were presented -Lin Haoran and Ghost Swordsman.

There are countless ghosts around them around them, dense, like evil ghosts,

Staring at them,

It seems to be ready to rush them into fragments at any time.

The ghost's eyes were flashing greedy and cruel light, as if waiting for the final order,

Thoroughly devouring these two tenacious enemies.

At this time, the ghost sword fairy,

Already exhausted the last trace of physical strength in the body.

Her delicate body collapsed in Lin Haoran's broad arms weakly, breathing weak, as if she would stop at any time.

The sword immortal who was flowing out of dust and a white clothes, but at this moment, was already full of blood,

The white clothes are red

Like a red lotus blooming in a pool of blood.

Her long hair was scattered on her shoulders, stained with blood, and seemed particularly desolate.

However, even if the battle was the last moment, Ghost Jianxian held the right hand of the horn handle and had never been released.

The sword seemed to be the whole significance of her life, the only weapon for her fate.

Her fingers are stiff, the fingers are white, but she still holds the horn handle, as if the sword is still in her hand,

She still has a hint of hope.

And her other hand held Lin Haoran's palm tightly, as if she was afraid that she would lose him forever.

Her fingers were cold, but still exhausted the final strength and grasped Lin Haoran’s hand tightly.

As if it was her only reliance.

Her eyes are full of reluctance and nostalgia,

Although the corner of the eyes slipped, the affection contained in it did not diminish.

Perhaps at the last moment of falling, the ghost sword fairy's heart was still full of endless remorse.

She hates herself, it's not strong enough,

Unable to save the beloved person between crisis.

She hated that she could not reverse the ending of the battle, and could not let Lin Haoran get out of this dead mud.

Her heart was full of self -blame and pain, as if all of this tragedy was for her.

At the beginning, the ghost sword fairy was just a little sword ghost with a B -level qualification.

She has a humble origin and a flat talent,

However, with the unyielding will and tenacious perseverance, after countless difficulties and obstacles,

Undertake the hardships and pains that ordinary people are unimaginable,

Only finally grew step by step into a awesome SS -level qualified ghost sword fairy.

The road of growth is full of blood and tears,

Every step goes very hard.

For her, Lin Haoran is not just as simple as ordinary lover.

He is the light in her life,

It is her hope in the darkness.

When she was lonely and helpless, Lin Haoran stretched out his hand and pulled her out of the abyss.

He gave her warmth and gave her strength,

Give her courage to survive.

In her heart, Lin Haoran has already been as warm as a family,

It is the most solid and reliable reliance in her heart.

In this long years, they experienced the ups and downs,

The relationship between each other has long surpassed the secular love,

The sublimation is a deep bond of life and death, no abandonment.

They fight side by side,

Life and death, trust each other, and depend on each other.

No matter how powerful the enemy is in the face, how powerful,

What a difficult predicament in the encounter,

They always stood together without shrinking.

"Hao Ran, if there is a life, I will find you!"

At the last moment, the ghost sword fairy looked at the people in front of him, and a hoarse throat made a weak voice.

Although her voice is weak,

But full of firmness and affection.

The final light was flashed in her eyes, as if to engrave Lin Haoran's face in her heart forever.

With her words falling, the body of the ghost sword fairy gradually became transparent, and finally turned into a black light.

Drilling Lin Haoran's ghost pattern space.

Her figure disappeared, leaving only an empty arms and a faint aroma in the air.

Lin Haoran looked at the disappearance of the ghost sword fairy in his arms, and it seemed to be torn in his heart.

His body was full of blood, countless scars, and blood caves in the abdomen have dried blood.

His face is pale as paper and has no blood.

His hands trembled, feeling the temperature of the ghost sword fairy, his mouth opened slightly,

Sweeping himself:

"Fool, why are you waiting for the next life!? In this life, we can always be together."

His voice was low and hoarse, as if every word had endless pain and helplessness.

His eyes are full of sadness and despair,

As if the whole world collapsed at this moment.

His heart is full of self -blame and remorse,

I hate myself that I cannot protect my beloved, and hate I cannot reverse the ending of this battle.

Lin Haoran slowly raised his head and looked at the dense ghost army around him.

There was a decision in his eyes,

As if at this moment, he was ready to be with the enemy.

He held the sword left by the ghost sword fairy in his hand, and her temperature was still left on the sword.

He swear silently in his heart,

In any case, he must fulfill the unprepared wish of the ghost sword fairy, even if he pays the price of life.

"Ghost Sword Fairy, you can rest assured, I won't let you sacrifice in vain."

Lin Haoran whispered, his voice was full of firmness and determination.

The final light flashed in his eyes,

As if at this moment,

He has found the direction of progress.

With his words fell, Lin Haoran's body suddenly broke out of a strong breath.

His eyes became extremely sharp, and the sword in his hand seemed to feel the owner’s will.

Send a buzz.

His figure was like a lightning, and he suddenly rushed to the surrounding ghost army.

The battle started again, and Lin Haoran's figure shuttled through the ghost army. Where the sword light passed, the enemy fell down.

There is only one belief in his heart -to complete the last wishes of Ghost Swordsman, even if he pays the price of life.

His eyes were full of decisiveness and firmness, as if at this moment, he was fearless.

In the center of the battlefield, the smoke is permeated again,

The shouting sounded again.

Lin Haoran's figure is like a lightning on the battlefield,

The sword light flickered, and the blood flowers splashed.

There is only one belief in his heart -to complete the last wishes of Ghost Swordsman, even if he pays the price of life.

His eyes are full of decisiveness and firmness,

As if at this moment,

He is afraid.

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