54th bowl of soup (7)

It was too far away, and the girl's voice was very soft, so Zhan Ran didn't hear it.

When the girl saw him raising her hand again to kill, she closed her eyes and shouted: "Husband! Stop!"

Sure enough, Zhan Ran stopped her hands and turned her head in disbelief: "What did you call me just now?"

She stood in place, all the disguise turned into fragments at this moment, her tears could not stop, but she still walked forward step by step, "husband, it is me, I am Linger..."

"Impossible." Zhan Ran denied. "impossible."

"It's really me." She lifted the skirt and crossed the crowd, rushed to him, threw herself into his arms as he did when he went home, and then raised her head to look at him: "Don't kill anymore, please, hurry up Stop it..."

Zhan Ran was silent, expressionless, all this came so fast, he couldn't believe it, and he couldn't accept it. He suddenly thought of what he looked like at the moment, and thought that she was the most timid and shy, the first time he didn't doubt the truth, but wanted to cover his face first.

Tan Youling took off the veil and pulled Zhan Ran's hand to let him touch his face. "You touch it, it's me."

Zhan Ran's fingers were trembling, and his fingertips continued to stroke Tan Youling's forehead. The tall nose, watery eyes, and delicate mouth all were so familiar. This was the person he had kissed countless times, but he didn't recognize her. "...How could...how could..."

Tan Youling hugged his waist, not daring to let him touch his tears, but desperately pulled out a smile from the corner of his mouth: "I have been following you."

She has been with him in every world since he left, but he doesn't know, and she can't let him know. But at this moment, Tan Youling couldn't tell Zhan Ran everything, only laughed at him: "The husband is really stupid. Every world has a hint, but you can't recognize me."

Zhan Ran's eyelashes quivered slightly.

"In Xie Ze's world, I am your lieutenant. I accompany you on the battlefield for five years. Have you not noticed the word Ling in my name? The bells of this world, and the world of Wen Chengxuan, you If you take a closer look, you will know that there is also a spiritual word in Mrs. Wen's boudoir name. Husband, it is really stupid." As he said, Tan Youling laughed, and she hugged Zhan Ran tightly. "It's not that I deliberately wanted to hide it from you, but... if I told you, or deliberately showed it, it would be bad for you."

Zhan Ran had mixed feelings for a while, and he thought he would never have a chance again after leaving the first world, but who knows...

"The husband always said that we only have fate for one lifetime, but you see, we have been with you for so long now." Tan Youling took his hand off his face and stared at Zhan Ran's face faintly. This is not her memory. Middle her husband’s face, but she can still see through this body the soul she loves deeply. "So promise me, don't kill innocent people indiscriminately. The people who killed Zhan Ran are already dead. The remaining disciples are all ignorant. They cannot be killed, and they cannot be killed in vain." Otherwise, he will never return. If you don't go to Wangchuan, there will be no future life.

This is a test. Every world will be more difficult than the previous one. Some are physically and some are mentally. She had no way to watch him struggling, and she had to accompany him anyway.

"Ling'er..." With her in her arms, Zhan Ran's violent heart seemed to begin to calm down. He hugged her with a self-deprecating smile. "I didn't recognize you."

"Of course you can't recognize it. I deliberately acted differently from the past. If the husband can recognize it, then it will be magical." Tan Youling smiled.

Zhan Ran murmured: "But now I see you, but I can't see you... Ling'er must be very beautiful when she smiles."

The corner of Tan Youling's mouth was still smiling, but her tears kept flowing down where Zhan Ran couldn't see it. There seemed to be a thousand words that could not be said. She didn't even dare to hide her face in his chest for fear that tears would wet his clothes.

But in the next second, Zhan Ran pushed her away abruptly, hugging her hair and making a painful sound. Tan Youling was terrified, "Husband——"

"Don't come...Don't come!" Pain! The painful brain is about to explode!

The host's obsession to bloodbath the Hengshan faction is eroding him! Zhan Ran growled. He couldn't resist this erosion, and he stood up abruptly and walked towards the group of Hengshan school disciples.

Tan Youling leaped forward, hugged him from behind, and kept repeating: "You can't do this, husband, you can't do this, don't be controlled by him, can't be controlled by him! You are you, your thoughts are yours, no one can Drive you! Calm down!"

The dialogue between the two of them was too weird, whether it was the Demon Sect or the disciples of the Hengshan School, everyone who could understand, just watched blankly.

After hearing Tan Youling's words, Zhan Ran seemed to be awake for a moment, but soon, he fell into the host's obsession with revenge frantically. He grabbed the soft little hands around his waist, paused slightly, and then yanked away--

Tan Youling fell to the ground, not only Zhan Ran got the host's memory, but the host who had been caught in hatred also knew Zhan Ran's mind. Even if the host had already died, the obsession he left behind could still affect the powerful Zhan Ran.

But this is not the ability of the host, but in the depths of Zhan Ran's soul, in his unreachable memory, he also hated so much. When encountering the host, he naturally merges the hatred in his lifetime with it. It is not so much the host's obsession, but rather the hatred in Zhan Ran's soul. It's just that this hatred was so deep that it was washed and forgotten by the Forgotten River, and he couldn't even remember it.

He turned around, he couldn't see Tan Youling's face, but he knew she was crying. Zhan Ran said slowly: "I don't love you."

Yes, he doesn't love her, he has only responsibility for her, no love. He wanted to hug her, he would miss her, but it was just the little bit of warm nostalgia in the long night.

Tan Youling said: "I know."

She knows everything.

"But what about that? I love you, I am willing to give everything, and I don't want you to be sad." She slowly got up from the ground, did not approach Zhan Ran, stood still, her heart hurt so much, the pain was about to break , But she has nothing to do. "I had a bad life and suffered so much. I could only seek relief from myself. I live again, I just want revenge, but my life trajectory is still developing according to the previous life. I thought that was my life, but you appeared. "

"You are like my god, descending from the sky." She stroked her heart, as if she still couldn't forget the throbbing at that time. "You let me let go of my hatred, and you let me regain my life. If I don't meet you, then it's not a heavy life. What I continue is just the journey of the previous life. But you, you saved me!"

From then on, she was truly reborn.

"I also want to save you. You are always so lonely and so far away. When you hug me, my heartache can't stand it. I don't want you to suffer any more. As I said, I will stay with you forever. ..." Tan Youling coughed twice and wanted to say something more, but couldn't say it for a while. She covered her mouth, and when she let it go, she found that her hands were full of blood.

The cough did not stop.

Zhan Ran fumbled in her direction: "Ling'er?"

Tan Youling knew why when she saw the blood, she violated the rules and she was going to die.

There was no way to pounce on Zhan Ran's arms again, she fell to the ground with a crash, still coughing, vomiting a mouthful of blood every time she coughed.

Zhan Ran fell on her knees to find her, and held her in her arms blankly, trying to touch her face, but Tan Youling grabbed her hands. He was scared, and the desire to kill in his heart became unimportant in the fear of loss.

If there is a person who weighs more than her own revenge, what does it mean?

It's more important than his obsession of struggling for thousands of years in Wangchuan. What does this mean?

he loves her.

"What's wrong with you Ling'er? What's wrong with you?" Zhan Ran has forgotten that there are other people there. At this moment, his heart is full of Tan Youling, but she refuses to let him touch her face.

"Husband... we, let's make an agreement..."

There were tears in Zhan Ran's hollow eyes.

It turns out that he can cry, it turns out that his tears are also hot.

"The next world..." Tan Youling murmured softly in his ear, tears falling down the corners of her eyes, mixed with the blood on her face, and dripping to the ground. But she still worked hard to make an agreement with Zhan Ran. "The next world...definitely, must recognize me..."

"Otherwise... I'll be... angry..." Tan Youling couldn't help coughing and vomiting blood. At the same time, her internal organs seemed to be torn and pulled fiercely with countless hands, and it seemed to be cut fiercely with a knife. "Agreed, agreed..."

"Okay." Zhan Ran's voice trembled, he held her small hand backhand, and the two hooked.

"Remember...I will always...always be with you..." She lay on his shoulder, her eyelids extremely heavy. "If you can...can't find me...don't worry...live well...be patient...wait...I..."

"I will wait as long as I wait for you." Zhan Ran kissed her soft little hand and hugged her tightly.

"You big liar...every time...you leave me first...this time...it's time for me..." She was sleepy.

"Ling'er, you can't coax me, the next world, as long as you appear in front of me, I will definitely recognize you." He told her firmly, gentle and low, just like the ten years they stayed together.

Tan Youling smiled, tears bursting from the embankment.

"Don't forget... wherever you are... I will... stay with you... forever... forever..."

Zhan Ran hugged her gradually stiff body and cried out sad and desperate.