The old woman carefully hugged the baby, and looked at Feng Ge with distressed eyes: "Shenhuang, Qingluo is here, this old slave will take good care of her, you should take a rest first, and when you recover, you can take good care of her." Accompany Qing Luo."
Feng Ge's gaze returned to the little baby's face.
His eyes were burning, staring greedily.
It seemed as if he wanted to keep the baby's face in his heart.
Such tenderness.
Such reluctance.
"There's no time." Her voice was very hoarse, as if something was strangling her, "Bai Nai, you know... I don't have time."
The old woman's eyes turned red immediately: "No, God Emperor...you will be fine."
She put the child in her arms in front of Feng Ge, choked up and said eagerly: "Shenhuang, look here, this is your child... Are you willing to leave her alone?"
Feng Ge twitched the corners of his mouth.
It seems to want to laugh.
But he couldn't pull up any strength.
"I'm not willing...how could I be willing..."
Her inaudible voice, mixed in the wind, made it unreal.
"But... it's too late, there's no time..."
Feng Ge closed her eyes in pain.
The crystals overflowing from the corners of the eyes slid down the cheeks.
The old woman was almost weeping.
Feng Ge adjusted his breathing, and asked the old woman to hug the child so that it faced her face.
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes again.
Suddenly, five fingers moved.
plunged into his heart.
Blood, blending with her flaming robe.
There seemed to be a strong smell of blood in the air.
The old woman cried out: "God Emperor, what are you doing!"
The old woman hurriedly wanted to put down the child and stop Feng Ge's self-harm.
But before he could move, Feng Ge's painful voice called out: "Bai Nai, don't move..."
As soon as she spoke, her breathing became disordered.
The wound involving the chest was throbbing in pain.
That face, which was already pale, was even paler at this moment.
Can not see the slightest blood color of white.
It's not just the old woman crying.
Even Ye Qingluo, who was standing on the sidelines watching, couldn't stop the tears from sliding down the corners of his eyes.
Ye Qingluo couldn't control her emotions at all.
It hurts so badly.
Di Moxuan patted her back lightly, kissed her hair with his gentle lips, soothing her gently.
Until, Feng Ge's hand finally stretched out slowly.
in her palm.
Lying there was a bloody crystal ointment.
The shape is similar to a heart.
Shining with a stream of mysterious waves.
When the old woman saw the thing in Feng Ge's palm, her face immediately turned pale: "God Emperor, what are you doing? This is your Xuanxin Jade!"
"In this world, there are only two Divine Phoenix Mysterious Heart Jade."
Feng Ge's voice was almost only breathy.
It seemed difficult to make even a little sound.
"One is in Qing Luo's body, and the other is mine."
"Bai Nai, I'm very aware of my situation, I can't... continue to stay with her."
"It's the only thing I can do, and it's... the thing I have to do."
Feng Ge's voice became weaker and weaker.
Even the sound of breath is a little erratic.
She flipped her palms.
The bloody Xuanxin Jade was surrounded by a mysterious wave.
Endless mysterious waves linger around.
Tightly, quickly, and orderly rushed into the little baby's body.
Dazzling Xuanmang filled the entire room.