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Lan Zhan carresed my head as if I would be gone forever. 'Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan. You're such a fuddy buddy' I was laughing inside, but that caused a waterfall made out of blood that went out of my mouth. I coughed. "We Ying, don't strain yourself. Please" Lan Zhan begged with panic. "I can't lose you, not again. " Lan Zhan," I looked at him. "Who says you're losing me?" I asked him, amused (even though my life force was snapping away). "I died once, and got resurrected by that lunatic, Mo YuanYu. I'll live again." I told him. He shook his head. "Its impossible to get revived twice, Wei Ying," I still managed a mocking face. "You should know, as the Yilling Patriarch." He looked at me skeptically. "Well, you of all people should know this, Hanguang Jun." I gazed at the cultivators around me with sadness. "That the Yilling Patriarch can make the impossible, the possible" I coughed out blood, but with much difficulty. I was starting to lose my vision. Lan Zhan yelled my name but I knew my time was up, the last thing I heard was Lan Zhan singing Xianyun. "If I gave you my life answer my inquiry, Would you spend this lonely night beside me?" Everything went dark.
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