When Luo Yu jumped down, he felt the powerful suction from the Tongtian Halberd, which made him unable to control his body at all.
But after Ye Chengfeng threw the halberd, his body was suddenly wrapped in a ball of warm light.
Then it was slowly sent back to the ground.
"Ye Riding the Wind!!!"
Ye Chengfeng showed him a bright smile: "Xiaoqi, in this life, I must live well."
The blue silk is fluttering in the wind.
The snow-white gown slammed loudly.
For the first time, the young man's smile looked so warm, pure and touching.
Then slowly, slowly, it disappeared in the light of the Tongtian Halberd.
The green hills are not old, and they grow old with you.
I have looked at it all my life, so far all the year round.
Luo Yu's eyes widened suddenly, almost desperate to rush out.
Only this time, a pair of hands grabbed him tightly.
"Little Seven, Little Seven!"
Yun Ruohan's anxious voice came from next to his ear, "Xiaoqi, don't scare big brother!"
Luo Yu stared blankly at Yun Ruohan, and murmured after a long while: "Brother, is Ye Chengfeng dead?"
Yun Ruohan glanced at Tongtian Ji, moved his lips, but did not speak.
Luo Yu couldn't help looking at Chu Moli and Muyan: "Third Senior Brother, Sixth Senior Sister, do you know what's going on?"
Muyan looked at Luo Yu with some worry, stretched out her hand to make a gesture, and the Abita in the air shrank to the size of a palm, and returned to her palm.
Through Anita's immature mind, Muyan roughly guessed the reason.
But for a while, she didn't know how to answer Luo Yu.
Because she could tell that Luo Yu didn't want Ye Chengfeng to die.
On the contrary, Chu Moli had no scruples, and said warmly: "It should be a sacrifice of his own flesh and blood to stabilize the collapse of the floating island."
Luo Yu fell silent, staring blankly at the silver halberd floating in the air.
The body of the halberd was collapsing and shattering little by little, disappearing piece by piece.
Luo Yu didn't know why, but felt as if something in his heart was disappearing little by little.
Empty, cold and lonely.
Yun Ruohan patted his head, and said softly: "Let's stay here, maybe they will come back to life?"
Muyan sat down cross-legged, lightly plucked the strings, playing a beautiful and soothing sound.
Leng Yumo also sat down with Muyan and said with a smile: "This is the first time we have come to Landi City, we will go shopping for two days before leaving."
Ling Yusheng said: "I went to find some ingredients nearby, and fought all day... Cough, I'm a little hungry after watching the excitement all day."
Qin Jiu held the Lingguo pastry in front of Luo Yu, "Xiaoqi, eat! It's sweet, eat it and... you won't be sad."
Luo Yu felt that his eye sockets were hot and his chest was sore.
What was missing didn't come back, but he didn't feel cold and lonely.
Because he still has Xiaoyaomen, and he has such good brothers and sisters!
Luo Yu grabbed a spiritual fruit and sat down next to Muyan, while listening to the beautiful sound of the piano, while looking at the gradually disintegrating Tongtian Ji, he murmured in a low voice: "Ye Chengfeng, what is the relationship between me and Lan Chuxi? What's the relationship with you?"
"Is it true... that we won't meet again in the future?"
…
No Palace.
Five flames flew from a distance and fell into Huangfu Zun's hands.
Huangfu Zun showed a satisfied look on his face, "There are five more puppets in Wushang Palace...huh?"
His eyes suddenly widened slightly, revealing an expression of disbelief.