The long sword of the divine weapon was as powerful as breaking a bamboo, and with its sharp power, it shattered two of Han Lingxiao's fingers.
A female prostitute can also harm the immortal.
Han Lingxiao felt the pain from his palms. He had not experienced this strange feeling for a long time.
A feeling of exhaustion surged into his heart, and the hand that was holding the sacred sword slowly loosened its grip.
At this moment, Lan Yanchu finally exhausted all her strength.
"I......."
Lan Yanchu's body was like a kite with its string broken, falling weakly.
This sword not only injured Han Lingxiao, but also cut off all her life.
She was injured by Han Lingxiao, and she was already dying. She lost her strength and used the magic weapon long sword. Her physical condition was worsened. Lan Yanchu had no chance of survival.
"No regrets at all."
However, this is what she wants to do.
"Father, mother, I didn't embarrass you."
A smile appeared on Lan Yanchu's pale face.
If you are born as a human being and you are worthy of your debt, you will not be sorry.
In her life, she has neither been evil nor evil, nor evil nor vicious. She cannot be said to be aboveboard, but she can be considered decent in her actions, and she is worthy of anyone.
Lan Yanchu turned her head and moved her eyes to Su Bujin.
"I never thought we would meet again in this way."
Lan Yanchu's mouth showed bitterness.
Before the Ziyun Sect was massacred, Lan Yanchu had never hated Su Bujin.
It was true that Lan Yanchu had Jialou Tian in her heart, and it was true that she was a little jealous of Su Bujin.
But she never harmed Su Bujin from beginning to end.
Maybe Lan Yanchu was a little petty when it came to Jialutian, but she wasn't mean-spirited.
She has general knowledge, human nature, obeys etiquette and laws, and understands things. If it were not for the appearance of Jialoutian, Lan Yanchu might have married someone else long ago and became a virtuous and virtuous wife.
It's just that fate likes to play tricks on people, so Lan Yanchu met Jialoutian, and she happened to bring Su Bujin with her.
But even so, Lan Yanchu did not turn into a vicious woman who would do anything in her relationship.
She is a decent person with an upright heart.
She knows what is right and wrong, what should be done and what should be changed.
Lan Yanchu's three views are very upright. Since she can't compare to Su Bujin, she should work hard to improve herself. This is why she came to Yilu from Ziyun Sect alone.
Lan Yanchu was naturally angry about the fact that the Ziyun Sect was massacred.
Not just angry, but resentful.
Ziyun Sect is her home, where she has her parents, her fellow disciples and brothers, and all her beautiful memories.
Such a place that was so important to Lan Yanchu was suddenly destroyed. Anyone would be so painful that they would lose their mind.
After Lan Yan first found out that this matter was related to Su Bujin, she really wanted to cut Su Bujin into pieces.
Is there anything greater than the hatred between parents in this world?
If you don't even take revenge on your parents, are you still a human being?
At that time, Lan Yanchu had only one thought in her mind, which was to find Su Bujin immediately and kill her.
Therefore, Lan Yanchu came with a sword.
She was obviously so resentful of Su Bujin and so angry in her heart, but when Lan Yanchu really saw what happened to Qi Yuanjie, her heart still felt.
She really planned to swing that sword at Su Bujin.
However, at the moment the sword fell, her conscience caused her to change the direction of the sword.
She didn't know if her choice was the right one, but she had to admit that she felt very comfortable when she changed the edge of the sword.
What is right?
Whatever you think is right is right.
"Su Bujin, you must succeed!"
So, there is nothing to regret at all.
"Still, it's a bit of a pity."
Finally, Lan Yanchu looked in a certain direction.
Following her gaze, one could see that Galudatian's soul gradually became dim.
Garudatian is really someone who is engraved in her mind.
Ever since we met, we can't forget them.
Lan Yanchu's eyes went dark, and her consciousness began to blur.
Maybe he's going to die.
It is said that before death, memories of the past may appear.
Lan Yanchu saw it now.
Lan Yan first saw the memory of the past. In the picture, she and Yu Miaomiao were standing on the black ocean, and Yu Miaomiao was telling her a story.
That was a memory from long ago.
Yu Miaomiao said that her predecessor was a small puddle.
Small puddle?
Lan Yanchu thought this statement was quite funny.
There is a bird on the puddle.
After endless years, they have all changed.
The puddle continued to expand and became a sea called the Beiming Sea.
The bird gradually grew and turned into a divine bird, called the Golden-winged Dapeng.
Birds accompany the northern ghosts, and the sea follows the vastness of the roc.
The golden-winged roc often hovers in the Beiming Sea and has spent countless years with the Beiming Sea.
Suddenly one day, the golden-winged roc flew away and never returned to Beiminghai.
"I've been having the same dream. In the dream, I stayed where I was, watching you getting further and further away from me. I stretched out my hand, but couldn't grab anything..."
At the last moment of her life, the scene in her dream appeared in front of Lan Yanchu's eyes.
That dream that she had been living in for forty years.
For the past forty years, that familiar scene would appear every night, as well as that familiar person.
It's just a pity that it's not hers.
Just like the golden-winged roc, it never belongs to Beiminghai.
It is said that wishful thinking can only move oneself, but isn't it just for oneself that one lives his whole life?
Lan Yanchu never regretted falling in love with a man who was destined to be fruitless, just like she never regretted sacrificing her life.
There is no result, but there is a process.
Putting aside the ridicule from the world, the process of truly loving someone is far more intoxicating than the result of becoming a partner.
"Beiming is still there, but Dapeng has not returned. You and I are destined to miss each other."
Lan Yanchu moved her lips and said softly.
The final relief, without melancholy or unwillingness, retained a trace of dignity for her.
"It's time for what you lack to be given to you."
Lan Yanchu said this, but she didn't know what it meant.
Immediately, Lan Yanchu slowly closed her eyes, and her life finally came to an end.
"Don't forget your past life, never see you again in this life, see you in Garuda... in the next life."
As the last word fell, Lan Yanchu's vitality finally disappeared.
The falling dust is not enough to move the world.
Maybe many years from now, no one will remember that there was once a female cultivator who walked out of a small sect and embarked on the path of her own choice. She was blessed with unparalleled opportunities and even hurt an immortal at the end of her life.
Who will remember?
The world is very big, and you and I are just dust in the world.
Life is complicated, so live it boldly.
We are all extraordinary.
Goodbye, world.
