He blew them down one by one, and before he knew it, the night was getting very late.
Gu Xijiu liked to listen to him playing the flute when she was alive, and she was willing to listen to it now, but when she saw him playing without stopping, her heart began to hurt.
"Stop blowing!"
"Stop bragging! It's time for you to rest!"
"Di Fuyi, you haven't rested for several days..."
She tried talking to him, trying to stop him.
However, the other party couldn't hear or see her at all, and the wind blew up the corners of his clothes, making a roaring sound.
"My lord!" Mu Feng appeared out of nowhere and appeared directly in front of Di Fuyi.
He looked at Di Fuyi, who was playing the flute, and then at Kezi, who was sitting on the chair. He opened his mouth and couldn't help but said: "My lord, you can't go on like this. Go and rest first... I'll be back tomorrow." I want to pray for Miss Gu..."
Di Fuyi ignored him and just waved his hand to let him leave.
Mu Feng's eyes were red, and he stood there stubbornly: "My lord, your body can no longer bear this kind of endurance! Originally... we don't have many days left, please don't waste it anymore... Miss Gu knows it well, she will definitely do it. I can’t bear to see you like this…”
"I know what I'm doing, just leave." Di Fuyi spoke in ventriloquism, while the flute sound continued.
Mufeng stood there as straight as a young poplar tree: "Sir, if you don't rest, your subordinates won't leave!"
Di Fuyi's handsome face sank slightly, the flute played in a wrong tune, and he finally said one word: "Get out!"
His momentum was too strong, and Mu Feng still didn't dare to disobey him. His eyes were red, but he left anyway.
However, he did not go far, but flew to a nearby rooftop and stood there as a guard.
He was like a stubborn shadow in the darkness, refusing to leave again.
Gu Xijiu stood there blankly, feeling as if she had been struck by thunder!
What... what do you mean there are not many days left? What does Mu Feng mean by this? !
She couldn't help but look at Di Fuyi. Under the moonlight, his face was as white as porcelain. She couldn't see anything wrong with him.
She was so determined that she floated to Mu Feng, wanting to see if she could communicate with him. But when she got to Mu Feng, she realized that Mu Feng was crying! Cry silently! A grown man cried with tears all over his face, his nose quivering, tears flowing down his eyelashes like a stream, and dripping down his chin without making any sound.
what happened? What exactly is going on? !
Gu Xijiu suddenly felt a huge sense of fear and uneasiness in her heart.
She tentatively spoke to Mu Feng: "Mu Feng, what do you mean by 'not many days'... what do you mean? He... does he have a limited number of days to pray for me?" She tried her best to guess in the best direction.
Naturally Mu Feng would not respond to her.
After all, Gu Xijiu was smart and had a keen sixth sense. When she thought about what happened before and after, she became even more panicked!
Even though she didn't have a body, she felt like her heart was almost jumping out of her throat!
No, I must be overthinking it!
People like Di Fuyi are immortal, so there is no way he will have any accidents...
Gu Xijiu thought about many things about Di Fuyi, but she never thought that he would die. As soon as she thought about it in this direction, she subconsciously stopped!
She stood there stunned for a long time. She wanted to catch someone and ask why, to explain her confusion, but no one could see her yet!
She thought of the Cang Qiong Jade again and immediately floated down!
She wanted to try to see if she could communicate with the Cang Qiong Jade again. After all, she was once its owner...
(End of chapter)