Chapter 169 Tang Chen fell, and Bo Saixi turned gray overnight
Three days passed by in a blink of an eye.
Tang Chen also ushered in the last moment.
At this time, Tang Chen was lying in Bo Saixi's arms, looking at the sun, moon and stars. His face did not show any unwillingness at this moment, but was extremely relaxed.
After so many years, being able to come to Poseidon Island and die in the arms of his favorite woman was the happiest thing in his life.
He died with no regrets.
But Bo Saixi closed her eyes in pain, crystal clear tears slid down her cheeks, and she hugged Tang Chen in great pain, fearing that he would leave her forever.
Tang Chen gently stroked Bo Saixi's cheek and wiped away his tears, showing some tenderness on his face.
"Bo Saixi... I didn't expect to end his life in this way, but... I don't regret it. Being able to accompany you is the greatest happiness in my heart, Tang Chen."
"Stop it...please stop it."
Bo Saixi could no longer suppress the pain in her heart, and her tears fell uncontrollably. At the same time, she bit her lips tightly to prevent Tang Chen from seeing her saddest moment.
Tang Chen said softly: "Don't cry, it won't be beautiful if you cry. I know that doing this may make you extremely sad, but... I also know that I owe you so much in this life. If I hadn't If I insist on going my own way, I may not become what I am now."
"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough."
Tang Chen spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and so did his whole body. He seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, and even speaking became weak.
"Bo Saixi, I know...it is extremely painful for you to do this. Likewise, I can't let you go, but when a person is about to die, who can interfere with it?"
"After living for so many years, I am relieved."
Tang Chen's aura became weaker and weaker, as if he might completely disappear from this world at any time.
At the same time, Wang Quan Wu Mu came with his sword and looked at Tang Chen, who was already as skinny as a stick. He stood silently, his expression gradually becoming serious.
It seems that as expected, Tang Chen's body has completely begun to collapse.
Tang Chen has also noticed Wang Quan Wumu at this moment. Looking at this little guy who is the most outstanding in the world, there is a slight smile on his face.
"You're here."
Wang Quan Wumu stepped forward, nodded slightly, and then whispered: "I can't do anything about your body..."
Tang Chen said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. I know my body, and I also understand that it is not easy for me to come to Poseidon Island alive, let alone exist in this world forever."
"Don't say that. ..."
Bo Saixi hugged Tang Chen tightly and said with tears in his eyes: "Lord Poseidon should be able to save you. I will go find Lord Poseidon now!"
"I can't save Bo Saixi."
Tang Chen gently held Bo Saixi's little hand and said softly: "I know my body myself. Even if Poseidon, the God of the Sea, comes here in person, he may not be able to save me. You can't help me. After all, my body has already run out of energy. Even if God comes here, I can't do anything."
Bo Saixi gritted his teeth in pain as he looked at Tang Chen in his arms. The pain in her heart made her breathing become faster and faster.
Wang Quan Wumu sat beside him, also looking at the sky, and said calmly: "Your body is indeed exhausted, but don't you have anything you want to say before you die?"
"That's right..." Tang Chen looked at Bo Saixi. The most sorry thing in his life was the woman in front of him. He hoped to see her again in the next life.
"Xiao Wumu, I give this to you. If you can go to Haotian Sect in the future, tell them..."
Speaking of this, Tang Chen was silent for a while. , and then said with a smile: "That's all, no matter how the situation in Douluo Continent changes, the final outcome will still be the same. Whether Haotian Sect can exist in this world depends on the fate of those guys."
Tang Chen took a deep breath of hot breath, stretched out his right hand, and stroked Bo Saixi's cheek. His voice became weaker and weaker: "Bo Saixi...forget me...I...can't...accompany...you... …”
At this point, Tang Chen’s right hand finally fell.
A generation of heroes fell, and the ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo completely disappeared from this world.
“No!”
Bo Saixi collapsed completely, and hot tears of blood flowed from the corners of her eyes. She hugged the dissipated Tang Chen tightly. The pain in her heart made her unable to do anything anymore. As before, it calmed down.
At this time, Bo Saixi seemed to have aged suddenly, and her whole body, which had been dead for decades, turned into an old look. She was trembling all over and caressing Tang Chen's cheek.
The eyes were full of pain and reluctance. She knew that her mission was not completed yet, and she could not die like this and leave this world with Tang Chen.
Bo Saixi hugged Tang Chen's head tightly, her eyes filled with pain and unwillingness. She didn't understand why God kept torturing them, even though hope was right in front of them.
Wang Quan Wumu stood up and saluted Tang Chen in front of him: "Senior."
Bo Saixi picked up Tang Chen's body, stood up and said: " Thank you, Wang Quan Wumu. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would never see Tang Chen again in my life. If you can reach such a height in the future, please tell the people of this world that I, Bo Saixi, will always love you. Tang Chen. "
After saying this, Bo Saixi turned around and left. She wanted to accompany Tang Chen in her last moments.
She doesn’t know what her future will be like, but there is only one thing she wants to do, and that is to take advantage of this time to accompany Tang Chen.
I never want to be separated, nor am I willing to separate.
Watching the two people leaving, Wang Quan Wumu sighed. Regardless of whether he had reached the demigod state or not, Tang Chen's death was certain.
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With the fall of Tang Chen, a special golden vortex formed in the sky. The energy in this vortex was so majestic that it seemed to tell the story of a generation. The hero completely disappeared from this world.
Martial Spirit City.
Elder's Hall.
The man sitting on a golden chair slowly raised his head.
Looks like he is only thirty or forty years old, very handsome, with a faint smile on his face.
The calm and tranquil atmosphere gives people a very comfortable feeling. He is tall but not strong. He is dressed in simple gray robes, and his long black hair is spread behind his head and neatly combed.
Although his clothes were so simple, he just stood there and gave people a feeling of worship.
Qian Daoliu appeared in the sky above Wuhun Palace in an instant, staring at the energy fluctuations and golden whirlpools in the air, with a somewhat solemn expression on his face.
(End of this chapter)