The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father Chapter 832: I Changyu…I have no regrets even though I die nine (2)

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Why do you have to give up despite knowing that she can't respond?

"Miss..." Chang Yu grabbed her hand with difficulty, and showed a light and gentle smile on her indifferent face. "I don't care what my past is, I only know that since I was Chang Yu You are everything to me from the moment you are taken away from the grotto."

"I am willing to give everything and keep you safe even for a moment..."

He hadn't finished speaking yet, Mu Yan felt as if he was pulling his hand, and suddenly there was an influx of spiritual power.

Mu Yan's eyes widened suddenly, "Chang Yu——!!!"

She desperately tried to get rid of Chang Yu's hand, but Chang Yu held it very tightly.

The gurgling, surging spiritual power poured into her.

At the same time, Chang Yu's cultivation base and talented spiritual roots also poured in.

The dried up pubic pubic area was filled with spiritual power from outside a little bit.

Although it was accompanied by the pain of tearing meridians, the majestic power returned at the same time.

There is also the cultivation base that Mu Yan has been suppressing to prevent it from breaking through the zero point.

At this moment, it is like an erupting volcano, which can no longer be suppressed.

Chang Yu looked at the girl's slowly ruddy complexion in front of him, and the full strength of the whole body, a little satisfying and gentle smile appeared on his face.

On the contrary, his own face gradually became old and thin.

Until, to describe withered.

The hand holding Mu Yan finally dropped weakly.

Mu Yan's body was shaking, her eyes flushed.

But she didn't delay a moment, and quickly took out the Celestial Demon Qin to play it.

The vitality of Chang Yu's body has dried up.

But even if there is only a glimmer of hope, she will never give up.

However, her skinny hand pressed the strings, preventing her from moving.

Chang Yu's old and hoarse voice slowly sounded, "Miss, don't...wasted your effort..."

Mu Yan bit her lip, and said angrily: "Shut up for me!"

She lifted Chang Yu's hand to play the Tianmaqin.

But Changyu whispered: "Miss, to you...I never thought about it...but I...but I'm dying now, you...cough cough...can...can Can’t allow me to die in your arms..."

His cloudy and old eyes tried hard to fall on Mu Yan's beautiful face, but his vision was so blurred.

The last trace of aura in his body dissipated, taking away his only vitality.

Mu Yan closed her eyes, tears running down her cheeks.

She stretched out her hand, picked up Chang Yu, and placed it on her lap.

Obviously he should be a strong man, but at this moment it is as light as a piece of dry wood that will dry and crack at any time.

Mu Yan gritted her teeth and whispered softly: "Chang Yu, tell me, what else do you wish for, I will do it for you."

Chang Yu smiled lightly, raised his right hand with difficulty, and fumbled slowly in the skirt of his clothes.

The next moment, a beautiful little flower exuding light red appeared in his hand.

That is...Zhu Yanhua.

Chang Yu raised his head, looking for Mu Yan's face.

He can't see everything in front of him, but his mind is clearly branded with the beautiful face of a young girl.

The turbid and evil world, **** is boundless.

The girl with her clothes robe like snow, slender fingers, pulling the strings, like a light, illuminates his chaotic and dark life.

From then on, he was obsessed and obsessed, but he was reluctant to do so.

My lady, as long as I can keep you peaceful for a moment, I Changyu...I will die without regrets.