The moment he fell to the ground, his body finally stopped and fell to the ground. He held Feng Yao gently in his arms, with blood and tears still flowing, and the energy of chaos that was countless times warmer poured into her lifeless body without any reservation. Although he knew in his heart that what he hoped to see would only be extravagant hopes.
He can save everyone...but he can't save his Yao'er.
"Yao...er..."
In the silent night sky, he finally let out a heart-rending hoarse call. Looking at her tightly closed eyes, his heart felt as if it had been pierced by thousands of arrows.
"Wake up... please wake up..."
"Yao'er... you swore that you would leave later than me... why didn't you keep your oath... I'm not dead yet, how could you die..."
"Yao'er... wake up!!!" The power of chaos poured in crazily, and blood and tears flew.
"Brother is wrong...Brother will never seek revenge, never be the first person in reincarnation, and will never meddle in other people's business...Brother will always be with you and will not be separated even for a minute...please Please wake up... wake up... "
Perhaps it was the power of chaos on the fifth level that finally took effect. The horrific wound on Feng Yao's back began to heal at an even more terrifying speed. It took only a dozen seconds to completely heal, and the new skin was as white and tender as snow. There was no trace of injury... and a layer of red light flashed faintly on the surface of her body... so faint that it was almost impossible to see clearly.
The man was still crying... Although the wound had healed, her body was still as cold as his cold heart. How he wished that he was the one who died, not her.
A golden light shot out from Feng Xiao's body, forming the figure of a graceful and exquisite girl. She looked at the dead Feng Yao in his arms in bewilderment, and muttered helplessly: "Impossible...impossible, how could she die...how could she die...she...am I wrong..."
Her appearance did not make Feng Xiao react at all. He looked at her pale face motionless, crying... begging...
"Yao'er... please wake up... wake up!"
"Why don't you let me die... Why am I not the one who dies..."
His voice and his despair made Xuanyuan Wan'er's heart hurt. She walked up to him and stretched out her hand to wipe away the blood and tears on his face, but she could only touch the illusion.
"Brother Feng...please stop crying. My brother Feng is the strongest and strongest person. How can you cry..."
Her voice gradually choked up and she covered her face. Her suppressed sobs turned into golden light and returned to Feng Xiao's body.
A dazzling golden light lit up in the darkness, and a huge golden phoenix shot out from Feng Yao's body, hovering over the two of them, letting out a cry of blood-stained grief.
Finally, it turned into golden light again, flew towards Feng Xiao, and merged into his body.
The gray eyes stared blankly at the vast night sky. In the silent night, the gentle north wind was weeping softly. He picked up Feng Yao's body and walked forward.
"Yao'er... let's go home... no one can hurt you anymore... never again..."
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The time pointed to ten o'clock in the evening.
The atmosphere was extremely weird, and in the somewhat depressing atmosphere, Yang Xiruo suddenly turned off the TV and rubbed her chest hard with her hands.
"I don't know why, my heart is beating so fast." She said uneasily, her eyes constantly looking at the big and beautiful clock.
"Me too, young master and sister Yao'er, why haven't they come back yet..."
When the phone rang, Yang Xiruo quickly stood up and grabbed the phone: "Brother Feng!"
There was silence on the other side of the phone, and Long Wei sighed: "Hasn't he gone back yet?"
Yang Xiruo was stunned and said quickly: "Hello Uncle Long, my brother Feng is not..."
"When he comes back, please take good care of him, please..." After the heavy voice, the phone was hung up. Yang Xiruo clutched the phone in a daze, her uneasiness magnified countless times.
"Xiao Ruoruo, what happened?" Duanmu Yiren came out with a fruit plate, put it on the table, and asked with a chuckle.
Yang Xiruo bit the corner of her mouth and slowly put down the phone, her heart beating faster and faster.
There are very few vehicles on Phoenix Street at night. Under some dim lights, a lonely figure moved slowly in the middle of the road. Every step seemed to be as heavy as a thousand stones, and the landing was extremely heavy.
After the harsh braking sound, a car that had just turned the corner stopped with difficulty at the moment it almost touched his body. A fierce-looking, angry-looking man with yellow hair quickly stepped out of the car and rushed to him fiercely. In front of Feng Xiao: "You are looking for death, you don't have eyes!"
As if she didn't see him at all, let alone hear what he said, Feng Xiao walked past him in a daze.
Xiao Huangtou, who had been ignored, almost burst out of his pent-up anger. He suddenly rushed in front of Feng Xiao and blocked his way. Just as he was about to curse, he suddenly saw Feng Yao in his arms.
"Damn, it turns out my wife is dead..."
puff…
An arm ruthlessly penetrated his body from the heart... His eyes were bulging, and he fell down with a look of disbelief and fear on his face. A huge, hideous hole suddenly opened in his chest.
There wasn't a trace of blood on his arm. He didn't look back and continued to move forward indifferently, as if he had just trampled to death an insignificant ant.
In the darkness, the hearts of several women in black were beating rapidly. They had never killed anyone before, but they had never seen such a cruel and bloody killing method.
"Let's deal with it quickly... It'll be bad if someone sees it..."
"He... is he really okay?"
“…”
"It's better not to tell the master... She is already sad enough."
"well… "
…
There was a knock on the door, and Yang Xiruo almost ran over and opened the door fiercely.
The smell of blood hit her face, and she was about to cover her nose subconsciously, when she suddenly looked into Feng Xiao's completely lifeless eyes, and her heart trembled suddenly.
"Brother Feng..." She saw Feng Yao's frighteningly pale face in his arms, and she covered her mouth fiercely.
Feng Xiao walked in with dull eyes, and his steps seemed to be moving forward without any goal.
"Sister Yao'er... is she injured?" she asked in a trembling voice. The little blood stains... the tattered clothes... the blood stains on her face... the gray eyes... her heart sank suddenly, and then sank...
"She... fell asleep..." Feng Xiao replied in a dreamy voice, walking slowly.
Yang Xiruo's eyes felt like the world was spinning. She held on to the door with all her strength to prevent her body from falling.
"Master..." Shui Rourou's face turned pale when she saw him for the first time, and she shouted timidly... At this time, he was so unfamiliar. It made her so scared that she wanted to cry.
As soon as Duanmu Yiren walked out of the room, she immediately felt the extremely oppressive aura, which made her so depressed that she could hardly breathe... He was a complete stranger, and the reactions of Xiruo and Rourou... She suddenly understood something, and her heart suddenly sank. To rock bottom.
He finally stopped and stood there like a fossil. The entire living room was eerily quiet.
The crystal light flashed, and an ice coffin exuding a faint cold air appeared in front of Feng Xiao. Once, it was retrieved from the Extreme Glacier to protect Shui Rourou's body, but now...
Vaguely, he thought of Feng Yao's infatuated eyes and ethereal voice...
"If one day I lose my life, I really want to be able to rest in peace."
"People always get old... If that day comes, I really hope to see my brother die before me, and then I can hold my brother's body and lie in the ice coffin... In that case, even if there is no life, we I can still stay with you for thousands of years..."
Gently placing her body into the ice coffin... At the moment when their bodies separated, he seemed to hear the sound of his soul floating away.
"Never... will never let you leave me..."
I once thought that I was strong enough to withstand any setbacks and blows. Even when my adoptive father passed away, I didn't shed a single tear... But it wasn't until I lost you that I realized that I was so fragile, as fragile as... Thin ice that breaks when touched...
Why should I persevere in seeking revenge... Why should I persevere in searching for the secret of the world of reincarnation... Why should I try to accept that family affection... Why don't I cherish every minute and every second I spend with you... I will always be with you... It turns out that what I have been persistent and pursuing is so insignificant compared to your smile.
The world is so lonely and boundless. Look forward to the morning until the evening, and look forward to the morning at night. For a person who has lost his or her heart, every extra moment of time is suffering. Tell me, how can I secretly change time and exchange for the moment of being with you? I will use all my strength and all my heart to hug you tightly and stop you from disappearing in front of my eyes! Whisper my pain, my regret... Never be separated!
Her face slowly became blurry in her sight, her consciousness was slowly being stripped away, and her soul seemed to be slowly leaving her body...far away...
Feng Xiao's vision went dark and he fell heavily.
"Brother Feng!" Yang Xiruo struggled to rush to him, trying hard to lift him up, but was horrified to find that his eyes were still open, but there was no trace of energy inside... His body was terribly cold.
"Rourou, Yiyi..."
The three delicate girls supported his seemingly lifeless body and placed him on the big bed. He just stared at the ceiling in a daze, his whole body as still as dead water, not even showing signs of breathing, as if he was dead.
"Help me... help me send sister Yao'er here." Yang Xiruo said calmly, with two deep piles of snow buried deep in his eyes.
The three girls moved Feng Yao's ice coffin to the bedside, next to him.
Her body in the ice coffin, as beautiful as a dream, is illuminated by a hint of ice. Even the words "beautiful and beautiful" cannot describe her splendor.
Shui Rourou, who was choking, couldn't bear it any longer, and Pear Blossom was crying with rain.
"How could this happen..." Duanmu Yiren caressed Feng Xiao's stiff face and said in despair.
Yang Xiruo turned around, tears overflowing and she burst into tears.
"Master...he will wake up soon, won't he..." Shui Rourou asked Yang Xiruo while sobbing, gently pulling on Yang Xiruo's clothes.
Yang Xiruo's face turned pale, she bit her lip and said miserably: "Brother Feng is the strongest person in the world. He can withstand all setbacks and difficulties... But, sister Yao'er... that is his life..."
She died, and his heart died with her...
Looking at Feng Xiao's empty eyes, she couldn't imagine the future of this warm home.
The beautiful dream seemed to break in an instant.
After wiping away her tears, she stood up, took a deep breath, and looked at Feng Xiao and Feng Yao who were equally quiet, her moist eyes gradually becoming firm. "Sisters... don't cry... we can't live without this family, we, we can, we will bring back Brother Feng... "
Shui Rourou's eyes sparkled with tears, and Duanmu Yiren nodded with tears in her eyes. She has completely integrated into this family and is no longer the cold and arrogant person she once was. At this time, she was helpless and wanted to cry. My body, mind, and life were completely handed over to him. If he fell down, I might have no reason to live.
Enduring the coldness, Xiruo and Rourou gently peeled off Feng Yao's torn and blood-stained clothes bit by bit, revealing her perfect body like snow jade. Then, she was put into a flowing, snow-white dress, with an almost transparent icy silver sand covering the skirt. Feng Yao would only wear this beautiful dress for him to see.
"I want... Brother Feng to see his most beautiful Yao'er every day. She really just fell asleep... and didn't leave us..."
"Who killed sister Yao'er?" Shui Rourou still cried softly, her voice sad and weak.
Yang Xiruo's eyes flashed with determination: "No matter who it is... we will not let anyone hurt Brother Feng again... no one can!"