The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

   Chapter 1713 The humble furnace of the noble fairy (61)

  Ling Ruoxu looked very weak, but when he knelt down and kowtowed with great force, one after another, it almost made people suspect that the ground was about to be broken by him.

   When Ling Ruoxu got up again, the young man's forehead was already covered in blood, and everyone was shocked for a while, but some didn't know what Ling Ruoxu wanted to do?

   Ling's father and Ling's mother took the medicine given by Su Qinghuan's Daotong, didn't they seem to be getting better?

  Why did he say such unlucky things?

   Only Ling's father and Ling's mother suddenly woke up, and they subconsciously wanted to pull Ling Ruoxu's hand.

  Ling's mother was full of tears.

   "No, Ruoxu, you have always been a filial child..."

  …

   "It's not like this. It's already a big sin for Ruoxu to make my parents work for me."

  Ling Ruoxu took a step back in disappointment, avoiding Ling's mother's hand.

   The man lowered his head and suddenly untied the acacia tassels that he had been wearing for many years.

   That was the purse that the little fox embroidered by himself in the capital next door when she promised to marry him when the little fox was seventeen years old.

   There was a bit of sadness in the eyes of the young man. There was a little fox in it. The day before the marriage, he personally cut her and his blue silk and intertwined them.

  ——The knot is a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about the love.

   That strand of blue silk is a very precious and precious thing in Ling Ruoxu's eyes.

   Even if she abandoned herself and chose to ask for immortality, Ling Ruoxu was still reluctant to throw it away, and even put it in her purse properly, and was always reluctant to throw it away.

  The acacia flower purse hangs on Ling Ruoxu's body for a long time, and is often rubbed by Ling Ruoxu's hands. It has faded slightly and the color is dim, but this strand of blue silk is still not very different from that year because it was well preserved.

   In front of the thin-faced young man, there seemed to be the smiling face of Ome when he gave him blue silk.

  How beautiful she is.

   Mingming hadn't seen each other for so many years, but he didn't dare to forget for a moment.

  Everyone laughed at him for being stupid and mad at him, but Ling Ruoxu just didn't dare to admit it, he couldn't bear the pain of losing his childhood friend.

   He clearly loves her so much.

   Even if he gave up the whole world for her, he was willing.

  Why...why is she so cruel and decisive, not even leaving him a message?

   At the very least, the men and women in the storybook, even when the mountains and rivers are about to be separated, will leave a note to each other angrily, so that the other party will not miss them.

   She would not even write a note.

  …

   Ling Ruoxu's lips showed a strong bitterness, mixed with the smell of blood foam, the taste was a bit strange.

   It's just a strange feeling, but it can't suppress the pain in my heart.

   His heart really hurts.

  From the moment Su Qinghuan left him, Ling Ruoxu felt that in this life, he would never know what joy was like.

   Just for the fantasy that she will come back to find her, Ling Ruoxu has been struggling to support her until today.

   However, Ling Ruoxu now understands.

  In Su Qinghuan's tears, he was just a burden, a "bad relationship" that should be cut off in the past, and an existence that should have been left behind long ago.

   In order to cut off this evil relationship, she even refused to come by herself.

   just sent a high-ranking Taoist boy to look down on himself in the air contemptuously.

   Is that what she meant?

  …

   Even that Daotong said that he was not worthy of her at all, because she was the proud daughter of heaven, and he was just a mortal who could not even reach the threshold of immortality.

  How ridiculous.

   After so many years of careful care, so many years of love, in the end, in the mouths of others, he became unworthy of him.

  Ling Ruoxu couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of blood.

   Ling's father and Ling's mother were stunned to see his son's eyes reddened and his lips stained with blood.

   Ling's father and Ling's mother immediately grabbed Ling Ruoxu's hand in a hurry.

   "If Xu, we will take you to the doctor."

   "It's useless. No one in Lingshan County is willing to diagnose and treat me. Father, mother, please give up. After all these years, I've already been at the end of the game. Hmm..."

   Said, the thin young man couldn't help but surging with a fishy sweetness.

  He was very sad.

   After all, he was a Taoist boy sent by Su Qinghuan, and he was personally judged as a "sinner" who should not be contaminated with her.

  Because he shouldn't be wishful thinking, and he shouldn't try to stick to his old love, not letting go, even unilaterally.

  …

  Ling Ruoxu's father and mother were both crying, but they still forced a smile to comfort them.

   They looked at the doctors in Lingshan County as if asking for help, but saw that they were all huddled in the crowd, not daring to meet their eyes.

   There were also many villagers in Lingshan County, looking at Ling's father and Ling's mother with envy.

   Jealousy?

   Yes, because Ling's father and Ling's mother ate the medicine pill that Su Qinghuan gave to Ling Ruoxu.

  Mother Ling wiped away her tears, feeling extremely sad.

   "Ruoxu, why are you so stupid? My father and I are both old people, why did you give us that elixir?"

"No, you are my closest relatives, I don't allow you to talk about yourself like that. Father, mother, Ruoxu is not filial, if there is an afterlife... Ruoxu only wishes to repay this gift of birth, even if it is a cow I am also willing to be a horse..."

  Ling Ruoxu said, but the blood in his mouth couldn't stop pouring out.

   He was exhausted.

  Ling Ruoxu's heart was completely dead when the Daotong incarnation of System 233 had such a contemptuous attitude towards him.

   People all over the world say that women are infatuated and men are ruthless. He doesn't know why he did this kind of love, but he couldn't help but love Qingmei.

  How could he not love that woman with a bright smile and bright eyes?

   Even, he hates it.

   Deep hatred.

   Until the last moment of his life, Ling Ruoxu did not let go of his hand holding the purse.

   That strand of blue silk also wrapped around the young man's palm.

   He blinked sullenly.

  Is it the feeling that a person is about to die?

  If there is an afterlife... He really wanted to ask her why she did this to herself.

   Could she be nicer to him?

   He has obviously worked very hard... very hard to get close to her.

   Until the end, I was reluctant to say a heavy word to her.

  ——I would like to incarnate as a stone bridge, to be blown by the wind for five hundred years, in the sun for five hundred years, and hit by the rain for five hundred years, just ask her to cross the bridge.

  Ling Ruo smiled wistfully.

   The face of Qingmei Qiaoqiao really appeared in front of her eyes.

  She was wearing a strong red dress, with the same acacia tassels on her waist. She shyly raised her hijab and called him, husband.

   Qinghuan, I'm here to marry you.

  …

  The young man collapsed on the bluestone slab, the slab was stained red with blood, and the wind was blowing, sobbing like a complaint...

  Ling Ruoxu evoked a smile, blood dripped down his jaw, he didn't feel bitter anymore.

   At the last moment of his life, he still loved her.

   Just ask God to have mercy and give him a happy ending.

  The darkness invaded Ling Ruoxu, and the young man finally closed his eyes slowly.

   Only the acacia yam in his hand could not be released until he died.

   (end of this chapter)