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Simu Han shouted in despair, but his forceful cry was interrupted by a sudden fit of coughing.
Le Yao Yao noticed that he was dressed in red and saw no visible injuries on him; perhaps he had sustained internal injuries instead.
After witnessing him spitting blood earlier, it was no surprise that his excessive agitation caused him to cough up blood now.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao felt a pang of sympathy in her heart.
However, she also understood that she was currently aligned with Leng Junyu, which put her in opposition to Simu Han.
Although she did not wish to be an enemy to anyone, the circumstances left her with no choice.
In this battle, it was a matter of survival—either one side would perish or the other.
She did not want Leng Junyu to die.
Moreover, this malevolent force should have been eradicated long ago.
Their existence only brought harm to the world.
As Le Yao Yao contemplated this, Simu Han remained obstinately convinced that she was Xiner, continuously pleading for her to return to him.
Feeling a turmoil within her heart, Le Yao Yao turned her face away, refusing to look at Simu Han any longer.
At that moment, seeing Le Yao Yao's cold and heartless demeanor while she showed concern for Leng Junyu ignited a fierce jealousy and anger within Simu Han.
His once sorrowful and pleading Phoenix Eyes were now filled with intense rage.
"Why!? Why!? You are clearly mine! No one can take you away from me, no one!"
Simu Han's words dripped with deep hatred as they escaped through clenched teeth.
It was so cold, so piercing, filled with hatred that it made one's heart uneasy.
Le Yao Yao felt a chill in her heart, a wave of intense unease surged from the depths of her being to her mind. She immediately turned to look at Simu Han.
However, all she saw was a crimson figure, rushing towards her like a rocket.
Before she could react, Leng Junyu forcefully pushed her aside.
Le Yao Yao was shoved to the side, her mind blank and unable to comprehend what was happening. Then she saw a flash of cold light before hearing the sharp sound of metal clashing.
Her eyes widened in shock as she stood frozen in place, as if struck by thunder.
Beautiful Eyes stared wide-eyed at the scene unfolding before her.
She saw that Simu Han, who had been lying in the snow, had somehow charged over.
At that moment, Simu Han held a long sword pressed against Leng Junyu.
Leng Junyu also wielded his sword, blocking Simu Han's blade.
Both of their faces were serious, their eyes filled with a murderous intent.
This time, it was a fight to the death.
Le Yao Yao's heart sank as if something had struck her hard.
However, when her gaze fell on Leng Junyu's abdomen and saw the wound that had previously stopped bleeding now oozing blood again due to this confrontation, Le Yao Yao felt a sharp pain in her heart.
It was as if someone had plunged a sharp dagger deep into her soul.
A dagger!?
The moment the word crossed her mind, Le Yao Yao felt a jolt run through her body. She quickly sprang to her feet and pulled a sharp dagger from inside her boot once again.
This dagger was originally meant for protection in case of any unexpected situations during her escape. Little did she know that now, it would be pressed against Simu Han's neck.
Le Yao Yao felt a swirl of emotions within her, like a bottle of mixed flavors turned upside down. Yet, she had no choice but to act this way.
With the dagger firmly pressed against Simu Han's neck, Le Yao Yao clenched her teeth and said, "Simu Han, don’t make any sudden moves, or I... I will..."
"Hmph, or you will what!?"
Though he didn’t turn around, the cold sensation against his neck told Simu Han exactly what it was.
His heart sank, and a bitter smile crept onto his lips. Without looking back, he spoke to Le Yao Yao, his tone clearly skeptical that she would actually go through with it.
Le Yao Yao understood the implication behind Simu Han's words, and her heart tightened.
After all, she truly had no intention of killing him, nor did she dare to.
She had always known how to fight since childhood, but taking a life was something she had never done.
However, now, seeing Leng Junyu's increasingly pale face and the blood gushing from his abdomen, the air seemed thick with the scent of blood that pierced deeply into Le Yao Yao's heart.
She knew that if she didn’t harden her heart now, the one who would die would be the person she loved most.
After realizing this, Le Yao Yao felt a sharp pang in her heart, a painful twist.
Fearing that Simu Han would not believe her and might kill Leng Junyu, Le Yao Yao bit down hard on Silver Fang, her grip tightening noticeably.
Simu Han's originally pristine white neck now bore a distinct line of blood due to her actions.
The crimson mark started as a faint trace but quickly deepened.
Eventually, droplets of blood began to ooze from the wound, creating a sight that was both shocking and heart-wrenching.
Le Yao Yao's heart tightened painfully as she watched, her heartbeat racing violently, pounding as if it would leap out of her chest.
She knew that if she tightened her grip even slightly more, this man before her would undoubtedly die!
But…
As her gaze fell upon the cold face on the ground, the fear in Le Yao Yao's beautiful eyes was suddenly replaced by determination.
With another bite of Silver Fang, she coldly declared, "If you kill him, I will kill you!"
"Haha..."
Upon hearing Le Yao Yao's words, Simu Han suddenly let out a laugh.
It was as if he had heard something amusing, and then he spoke with unwavering confidence.
"You won't!"
"No, I will!"
Hearing the disbelief in Simu Han's tone, Le Yao Yao replied firmly.
"No, you won't!"
Simu Han asserted once again.
"Yes, I really will! I will kill you!"
Emphasizing her determination, this time Le Yao Yao almost shouted.
As her resolute roar echoed through the air, Crimson Robe and Azure Wind, who were locked in a fierce battle with Mei and Xing, clearly noticed the situation unfolding over here.
Seeing Le Yao Yao holding a dagger to Simu Han's neck sent a shockwave through Crimson Robe and Azure Wind. They instinctively took a step back before rushing forward, stopping just five meters away from Le Yao Yao and the others.
"Master!"
Watching their leader in such a perilous state filled Crimson Robe and Azure Wind with dread.
However, Simu Han seemed oblivious to their concerns. He didn't even glance at them but continued to speak to Le Yao Yao.
"If you're really determined, then go ahead and make your move!"
With Simu Han's words, he tightened his grip even more.
Although Leng Junyu was highly skilled, the severe injuries he had sustained and the excessive blood loss left him weaker than usual.
As Simu Han's sword pressed down towards Leng Junyu, his face remained expressionless, but the color was gradually draining from his features. Le Yao Yao felt her heart shatter at the sight.
At that moment, it felt as if two voices were arguing within her heart.
"Kill him, or else Yu will die! If Yu dies, she won't be able to live either."
"No, we can't kill him, but..."
Oh my God! What should she do now!?
Le Yao Yao was in turmoil, biting her lip so hard that it drew blood.
However, at that moment, she heard Leng Junyu, who had been silent until now, finally speak.
"Le Yao Yao, don't hesitate. Kill him!"
Perhaps sensing Le Yao Yao's hesitation, Leng Junyu calmly offered her a choice.
"Kill him?"
Yes, that was the best choice, but could she really go through with it?!
If she didn't act, Yu would die...
The thought of Leng Junyu dying pierced her heart, and tears began to stream down her face uncontrollably.
The crystal-clear droplets traced down her pale cheeks and fell from her chin.
With a soft 'plop,' one tear landed on the sword blade held by Simu Han and Leng Junyu.
Seeing that single tear, the two men engaged in battle visibly trembled. Perhaps they were both struck by the weight of that tear.
Suddenly, the surroundings fell silent, so quiet that it seemed even the sound of a needle dropping could be heard.
Time passed, though it was unclear how long, until a soft sigh broke the stillness.
Then, Le Yao Yao heard Simu Han's voice, tinged with immense helplessness and sorrow.
"I have lived in solitude for so long. It wasn't until Xiner appeared that I felt a glimmer of hope. She is so kind-hearted that she couldn't bear to step on even an ant. Moreover, she despises killing and often urged me to stop committing such heinous acts. She dreamed of us retreating to the mountains, living a simple and peaceful life together. But I never fulfilled that dream for her.
Perhaps heaven is punishing me for my bloodshed by taking away the woman I loved most."
Simu Han spoke quietly, his gaze distant as if lost in memories.
Le Yao Yao felt a tightening in her chest.
This man truly loved his wife! It was a pity that fate had played such a cruel trick…
As Le Yao Yao pondered this, Simu Han continued.
"I know you are not Xiner! Yet, I remain stubbornly attached to the hope that she might return. If she did, I would promise her: 'Alright, I will no longer take lives. I will retreat with you to the mountains, living an ordinary life without bloodshed, and we can have a few children together, living happily and peacefully…'"
As he spoke these words, Simu Han's eyes sparkled with longing and desire.
However, soon after, a shadow of despair crossed his gaze.
"Unfortunately, those words can never be spoken to her again..."
At this point, Simu Han paused once more. Then a flicker of determination crossed his eyes as if he had made a significant decision.
He turned to look at Le Yao Yao.
As she looked at him with such a gaze, Le Yao Yao felt a sudden shock, a wave of deep unease washing over her.
However, before she could react, she felt a heaviness in her hand, as if something had collided with it. Then, something warm splattered onto her palm...
Her heart felt as if it had been instantly hollowed out.
Watching the droplets of crimson on her hand, from the initial small spot to what seemed like a flood breaking through a dam, continuously gushing out, Le Yao Yao was momentarily stunned, her beautiful eyes wide open and her small mouth agape.
“No…”
“Only in this way can I be free, ha…”
As he spoke the last words, Simu Han's lips curled slightly into a gentle and serene smile, instantly captivating, making all the colors of time fade into obscurity.
“I… can finally go find her…”
After uttering those final words, Simu Han gently closed his phoenix-like eyes, his exquisite face pale yet breathtaking.
And there was that blissful smile lingering at the corners of his mouth, as if at that moment he had fallen asleep…
“No…”
Watching Simu Han collapse to the ground, Le Yao Yao felt as if all her strength had been drained away. Her beautiful eyes widened in shock, frozen in place.
She knew that in a flash of red, the figure that had fallen to the ground was tightly embraced by Crimson Robe.
“No, Master, don’t die! Don’t leave me…”
The roar of Revealing the Truth was so piercing, like a beast that had lost its mate, continuously howling in despair.
Crimson Robe cried, her sobs piercing and tragic. The crystal-clear tears flowed from her eyes like a string of broken pearls, staining her delicate face.
At that moment, Crimson Robe did not glance at anyone else; all her thoughts were focused on Simu Han. She held him tightly, as if she never wanted to let go.
Then, the most shocking scene unfolded before everyone.
After Crimson Robe's roar of Revealing the Truth, she raised the sword in her hand and fiercely slashed it across her neck.
"No—"
Azure Wind, standing not far from Crimson Robe, gasped in shock and immediately roared.
But it was too late.
A flash of cold light swept through the air, followed by a spray of blood.
Crimson Robe's sword fell to the snowy ground, accompanied by splatters of bright red blood.
Droplets fell onto the white snow, resembling red plums slowly staining the ground… a stark contrast to the purity of the snow.
Yet at that moment, a faint smile curled at the corners of Crimson Robe's lips, radiating satisfaction.
"Even in death, I will be with you..."
With those words, Crimson Robe closed her Beautiful Eyes and rested her head tightly against Simu Han's. The two nestled closely together.
"No—"
Watching the two entwined in each other's embrace, both clad in red and wearing smiles of happiness and contentment, many believed they were merely asleep. However…
Watching the scene before her, Le Yao Yao felt a sting in her nose, and her heart felt suffocated. It was as if her throat was blocked by a lump, rendering her unable to utter a single word.
After all, the sudden turn of events was too much for her to process.
Her heart ached.
In her world, no one should have to die.
Yet, looking at the two who lay on the ground, entwined in death, with faint smiles on their lips, it seemed as though this was their best ending.
Because in life, they could not be together; in death, they had found each other.
What they could not achieve in life, they finally accomplished in death.
What kind of love is this that binds life and death together?
Seeing this scene moved Le Yao Yao deeply.
Tears began to flow uncontrollably, wetting her cheeks.
However, at that moment, she was suddenly pulled tightly into an embrace.
The dagger she held was gently taken from her hand.
"Le Yao Yao..."
Hearing the low, hoarse voice beside her and catching the familiar scent of ambergris, Le Yao Yao slowly regained her senses. Her suffocating heart gradually calmed down.
The embrace from behind was so warm, familiar, and filled with a sense of security.
She had just been like a small boat floating on the vast ocean, constantly battered by the surging waves, nearly capsizing in the sea.
But now, this helpless little boat had finally found a safe harbor, shielding her from all the storms...
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao let out a cry and turned to embrace the man behind her, sobbing loudly.
"Yu..."
"I'm here!"
Seeing Le Yao Yao crying with tears streaming down her face, resembling a helpless child, Leng Junyu felt an overwhelming sense of heartache.
Ignoring his own weakness, he tightly held the pitifully crying Young Lady in his arms.
Star and Mei stood on either side of Leng Junyu, supporting him.
However, just as Le Yao Yao was wailing and crying, Azure Wind stepped forward, one foot after another, approaching Simu Han and Crimson Robe. His cold and stern face was even more frigid, devoid of expression.
Yet, the slight tremor of his body revealed the turmoil within him.
Azure Wind slowly walked to Crimson Robe's side, extending his trembling hand to gently smooth her slightly disheveled long hair, a hint of affection gradually appearing in his eyes.
Then, disregarding the crowd around them, he wrapped his arms around both Crimson Robe and Simu Han tightly.
Given Azure Wind's tall stature, it was effortless for him to embrace both of them at once.
Leng Junyu and the others did not stop Azure Wind's actions.
They could see from Azure Wind's desperate expression that he would not linger in this world for long.
So, everyone quietly watched as Azure Wind slowly disappeared from their sight, step by step.
Le Yao Yao felt a deep pang in her heart as she witnessed this scene.
She tightened her arms around Leng Junyu just a little more.
Her face gradually buried itself in the man's solid chest.
This incident made her understand love even more. From now on, she would love her man even more!
"Yu, I love you so much..."
Buried in the man's sturdy chest, Le Yao Yao didn't care that there were others present; she softly spoke in his embrace.
Upon hearing Le Yao Yao's words, the man's handsome face froze for a moment, and then his lips curled into a gentle smile.
"Fool, I love you too..."
Listening to the deep affection between the two, Mei and Xing, standing behind them, exchanged glances and couldn't help but smile lightly.
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