Chapter 389 World Chapter: Destroy Three Paths (17)

Pah! !
Along with the creepy sound of flesh being torn, a streak of hot blood as red as a rose splashed in the air and also sprinkled on Wang Yao's mask and body.

"Ugh!!" Zhou Xiaomeng's pretty face even still had a forced smile from the previous second, but her pair of eyes, as clear as a ragdoll cat, suddenly shrank in an instant.

The rice ball fell gently to the ground. She looked down in disbelief at the wound on her chest that was beginning to ooze blood. Her body, which was as fragile as a flower caught in a storm, fell weakly but heavily at Wang Yao's feet, stirring up a small cloud of dust.

"Xiao-Xiao-Moe!!"

For a moment, except for Wang Yao who was still sitting motionless on the stone pier, the surrounding female magic soldiers were all in disarray. They screamed and wailed and gathered around Zhou Xiaomeng.

The bad news came too suddenly. No one would have thought that such a thing would happen!
Wang Yao slowly withdrew his hand, and the bloody mask of pain turned slightly, and he looked in the direction of Xuanyong's second defense tower.

"Aha! It seems like there's a female soldier on the opposite side who was shot by me!"

"Good job!"

"Hey, it seems quite fresh, what a sin!"

"Haha, are you attracted by beauty again?"

Amidst the unbridled and harsh sounds of laughter and the noise of countless combat boots trampling the ground, a thousand-man troop of Xuan Yong came out from behind the second defense tower with such great momentum. From afar, countless sword lights flashed like fish scales in the sun, and the crowd was even darker!
Wang Yao looked at the group of Xuanyong soldiers quietly, until he was brought back by the shrill shouts around him.

“Meng, Mengmeng! How are you? Hold on, keep breathing! Don’t scare your sister!”

Amidst the wailing, Zhou Xiaomeng was surrounded by her female companions. They were calling out to her desperately and frantically pressing their hands on the bloody hole on Zhou Xiaomeng's chest, but they could not stop the hot blood from gushing out.

Death will never be eliminated because of the will of some people.

Wang Yao, who was standing aside, just sat on the stone pier from beginning to end, looking down silently at Zhou Xiaomeng, who was in pain at his feet. Zhou Xiaomeng, with blood constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth, was also looking up at Wang Yao eagerly.

That look was filled with endless despair and desolation.

"Uh, cough. Hiccup." She stretched out her bloody little hand, struggling and trying to reach out to Wang Yao, as if she was a dying person, desperately reaching out her hand to the coveted snow lotus on the edge of a cliff, longing to pursue the precious thing that she wanted to possess all her life.

Her bloodstained lips kept moving slightly, as if she was trying hard to say something, but apart from the coughing sound coming from the blood blocking her trachea, she couldn't say anything in the end.

With Wang Yao's many years of military experience, he could easily see that Zhou Xiaomeng's lung had been pierced, so it was impossible for her to speak now.

"Wang Yao, what's going on?" A clear and slightly surprised voice suddenly came from the side.

Sun Shangxiang, who was washing by the river, seemed to have noticed something was wrong and hurried over without her noticing.

At this moment, the girl's skin was as white as snow, and under her wet waist-length hair, there were still a few drops of crystal water remaining on her face, gently sliding down, setting off her unparalleled beautiful appearance, which had an invisible and breathtaking beauty.

But at this moment, no one present looked at Sun Shangxiang; in the face of death, all the gorgeous colors of the world would be eclipsed. "I remember now."

In a faint voice that could not discern any emotion, Wang Yao finally stood up, knelt on one knee beside Zhou Xiaomeng, and held her cold little hand.

Just like her, her hands were small and smooth, yet so cold due to excessive blood loss.

"I remember that we did meet a year ago."

As he spoke, Wang Yao raised his other hand and, just like that, slowly, took off the mask of pain on his face for the first time.

Ka-

Under the metallic silver hair that sparkled in the sun, the pretty face, which had not been exposed to the sun for a long time, was bloodless and extremely pale. And the strange pair of eyes, which were black and red, were even more dull and lifeless. They did not have the agility and luster that a living person should have. They were just like the eyes of a dead person.

Sun Shangxiang looked at Wang Yao's face in great surprise. She didn't expect that Wang Yao would take off his mask on his own initiative. But when she saw Wang Yao's face again, what the young lady felt was not the long-lost warmth, but the terrible darkness!

Unlike Sun Shangxiang, at this moment, Zhou Xiaomeng's eyes, which had gradually lost their luster, glowed with colorful light. She trembled and tightly grasped Wang Yao's hand, then tried her best to squeeze out a few words in a halting manner.

“You’ve changed”

"Yeah." Wang Yao's equally pale lips moved slightly, "Hello Xiao Meng, long time no see, you have grown up, and... goodbye."

Wang Yao knew very well that Zhou Xiaomeng's injuries could not be cured, and his summoner skill [Healing] had no effect on minions, so.

The only thing he could do at this moment was to say goodbye.

Staring at Wang Yao's face intently, Zhou Xiaomeng, who was originally suffering from the torment, slowly revealed a smile. That smile was like a flash in the pan, carrying satisfaction, happiness, and relief.

"Master Wang Yao."

She finally closed her eyes slowly and stopped breathing.
After a year of waiting, all she got in return was a hello and goodbye. But even so, Zhou Xiaomeng closed her eyes happily and peacefully.

Her life was more beautiful than the lush wilderness, and her death was more peaceful than the river in the canyon.

What a nice girl.

She was originally an innocent girl. If she had not been born in this era, she would have had a better life; she could have grown up happily in school, and found a lover who loved her and walked hand in hand with her, instead of being a soldier in this precarious canyon battlefield. In the end, she could not escape the fate of a soldier, and died in this cruel canyon battlefield at the best age.
"!!" With Zhou Xiaomeng's sudden death, the magic female soldiers next to her covered their mouths and shed tears.

If there is anything more sad than a person lying there quietly waiting for death, it is the scene of watching a loved one lying there waiting for death helplessly!
In life, some people come and go, some leave and come back, some are close, some are far away, some pass by, and some walk together. Maybe we meet at the end of two roads, walk together for a while, and then say goodbye at the next fork in the road. But no matter what -

Life is bound to end with sadness.

(End of this chapter)