Allure of the World Chapter 179: Last Wish

Lan Ling closed her eyes, tears finally falling.

The executioner stepped forward, Lan Ling thought about the memory before the execution in the previous life, the executioner tore her clothes, this time, will it be the same?

The executioner picked up the bottle, poured the wine on the dagger, and stepped forward.

Lan Ling's body trembled slightly. She did not look at Ling Chen, but looked at Wen Heng behind Ling Chen.

You won't hurt him, will you? You will treat him well, won't you? But it doesn't matter anymore, this ending was not what Lan Ling wanted.

As someone said, if you love others so much, why not love yourself first?

"Lan Ling, what else do you want to say to me?" Ling Chen asked suddenly.

The executioner's outstretched hand retracted.

The surrounding quiet can hear Xueluo's voice.

She was stunned for a while, then looked at Ling Chen: "No, I have nothing to say."

"So, you really deserve to die, don't you?" Ling Chen asked again.

"I should know if I'm a damned emperor. That's fine, so as not to implicate others." Lan Ling's eyes became more and more sloppy, and the blood from his lower body kept ticking.

As he approached, Ling Chen saw that the blue cloak on the bottom of Lan Ling's feet had been stained with blood.

His hand reached into the cloak and wiped it, blood all over his palm.

Ling Chen's face froze, and he gave Yang Shu a cold look.

When he left last night, he instructed Yang Shu to find her a doctor.

Yang Shu knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the servant found the imperial doctor."

A layer of sweat immediately oozes out of Poplar's forehead.

With a wave of Ling Chen's hand, Yang Shu fell out of thin air, lying on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.

There was a commotion from the crowd, Ling Chen stared at Lan Ling, and Lan Ling looked at him.

Wen Heng came over and put a fragrant cloak on Ling Chen.

Wen Wen and Ling Chen stood together like a pair of beautiful people. It turned out that it was Wen Heng who could share the prosperity with him.

Lan Ling stared at Ling Chen and said, "You always knew that I hated Wen Heng, so today you brought her to see what I look like now, are you trying to vent her anger?" Lan Ling's smile was dazed.

Ling Chen didn't speak, he just stared at her. Why did the anger in his heart slip away from the bottom of his heart when he looked at her now pale? Seeing that she was almost fainting, he looked at her hands, her feet, and touched her body, without the slightest warmth.

"Your Majesty, the hour has come!" Wang Bin whispered behind the Emperor.

The surroundings were silent as if no one else was there. This is so weird.

"Lan Ling, you never seem to beg me for yourself, why?" Ling Chen asked.

Lan Ling heard his voice from far and near, and her eyes were slack.

"If you want to give, you don't need to ask me." Lan Ling's voice became ethereal.

There was a tear in the corner of her eye that didn't fall, she was stubborn and lonely, Ling Chen wanted to reach out and wipe it for her several times.

"Lan Ling, what other wishes do you need me to help you fulfill?" Ling Chen took two steps forward and almost reached Lan Ling's side.

Wen Heng bit his lip, she reached out and grabbed his clothes, trying to pull him back. He shook his sleeves and stood motionless beside Lan Ling.

Last night he was furious, but today he is calm as water. Lan Ling looked at him and wanted to know what he was thinking.

Seeing his body leaning forward slightly, Lan Ling's hand couldn't help caressing his face.

He froze.

"The dying person doesn't have any wishes for the emperor to fulfill. Oh no, the emperor asked this way, Lan Ling really has a request. Ling Chen, hug me again, it's so cold." Lan Ling looked at he.

Ling Chen looked at her indifferently.

She huddles as much as she can, waiting for him to hug her. She wanted to feel his temperature for the last time, and she was very greedy for the warm feeling of being wrapped.

Ling Chen looked at her eyes and did not move.

Lan Ling smiled, "That's fine."

Ling Chen's face became darker and darker.

"Ling Chen, let's go, don't be here anymore, since you've made a decision, don't do this." Lan Ling whispered.

There is a loud noise from the crowd.

"Protect the emperor!" Gu Fan's voice came from his ear.

Countless black-clothed masked men fell in.

The one standing in front is Ling Feng. He waved the Silver Frost Sword in his hand and rushed directly to Ling Chen.

Gu Fan and Zhang Yang were protecting Ling Chen.

Lan Ling looked at the front, the blood was flowing from her lower body, as if she was going to be hollowed out. She looked at Ling Chen's frowning face, and there were colorful flowers in front of her. She wanted to reach out and touch it, but her hand was tied and couldn't move. Ling Chen's face became more and more blurred.......

She finally sighed and lowered her hand...

Ling Chen heard that Lan Ling's last wish was to hug her, he was stunned, he didn't dare to hug her. I hugged and never wanted to let go.

He hesitated, watching Lan Ling's head resting on the thick wooden pillar, with a smile on his face, his eyes closed, his hands drooping weakly.

Ling Chen stretched out his arms to hug her, but she did not respond to him, her hands were still drooping.

He held her hand, cold.

"Lan Ling, I will satisfy you and fulfill your wish," he said hurriedly.

She hangs in his arms with no warmth on her body.

The sound of fighting was heard in his ears, Han Zhitao stretched out his hand and tried it under Lan Ling's breath, "Your Majesty, she is dead!"

Ling Chen froze for a while, holding her pulse in his hand, the pulse had stopped.

"Impossible! Lan Ling, I haven't killed you yet, you can't die! I want to gouge out your heart, I want to see your heart that betrayed me! How can you die like this! Your last wish , I haven't satisfied you yet, how can you die!"

The corners of Lan Ling's eyes are tightly closed, and the teardrops on the eyelashes are still hanging there

Ling Chen's heart image was torn to pieces. With a palm, he broke the rope that bound her.

His eyes fell on her blood-stained feet, and she lifted the skirt. The bottom of the skirt was soaked with blood, scabbed, and the shackles penetrated her ankles, which were still seeping blood.

He was surprised when he saw the shackles on her feet last night, but later because of anger, he didn't remove it from her, he wanted to keep her bound forever. He didn't expect her to be hurt like this.

Ling Chen's eyes were blood red, and his face was pale. He looked back and forth at the woman holding his palm in disbelief.

The crowd leaped into the air to a black horse, and immediately a silver-robed man rushed in with a black blunt sword in his hand.

Soldiers and guards from the field surrounded, and the crowd shouted and fled.

Ling Feng saw Lan Ling's silent appearance and shouted, "Ling'er!" He rushed towards Ling Chen like crazy.

Ling Chen put Lan Ling on the table, pulled out the Canglong Sword from his waist, and turned to protect it in front of Lan Ling. Ling Feng slapped Ling Chen's back with a palm, and Ling Chen spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ling Feng hugged Lan Ling, "Linger, you are so stupid!"

The surrounding area is crowded with archers.

The silver-robed man raised his blunt sword and slashed at Ling Feng's face. While Ling Feng dodged, Lan Ling was held in his arms by the man.

King Rui, Han Zhitao, etc. instantly surrounded Lingfeng.

Ling Chen stepped forward and reached out to the silver-robed man: "Jingyun, give her to me!"

Huo Jingyun looked at Ling Chen coldly: "Your Majesty, she's already dead, what are you going to do!" He put Lan Ling in Li Xia's arms, and stretched out his hand for Lan Ling to save himself from the back really angry.

While saving his anger, he asked Li Xia: "Her master said that she has two big repayment pills, which can save her life. Where is the big repayment pill?"