"Yuqing... you silly girl, hold on!" The spatial confinement was completely lifted. Feng Ling picked up the woman in green with red eyes, crazily stuffing pills with strong spiritual energy into her mouth, but she couldn't stop her. No trace of vitality was lost.
"Girl..." The second and third elders came to Feng Ling together. Looking at the haggard woman who was bleeding and dying in his arms, their voices were choked and their hearts were cut.
"Second Master...Third Master...don't cry, Yuqing still remembers...you promised...to take me...back...home...to find my mother..." Feng Yuqing spat out a mouthful of blood again, her voice was broken, and her eyes flashed. A touch of regret and sadness.
Hearing this, the second and third elders lowered their heads and burst into tears. They could no longer suppress the sadness in their hearts, and everything about the girl came to their hearts.
She used to be unruly and willful, causing trouble everywhere and it was the two of them who had to clean up the mess. In return, she would scratch her ears and pull her beard.
Now she has become graceful and charming, but she is like a weak and helpless lotus fire, as if she is gone in a breeze, and there is no trace of the quirky little witch.
"Feng Ling... stop it, listen to me..." The vitality quickly dissipated. Realizing that she had no way to save herself, Feng Yuqing raised her trembling cold jade hand and landed on the purple-clothed man's cheek.
"I know that you have always cared for me as your sister, but I don't regret it... If there is an afterlife... I would like... to comb my hair with you and sleep next to you..."
"Yuqing, stop talking..." Holding the soft and boneless slender jade hand gently, Feng Ling watched the woman in her arms breathing weaker and weaker, feeling deep self-blame and grief in her heart.
Humans are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless! Every word and sentence Feng Yuqing said touched Feng Ling's heart and hurt his heart.
Sister, do you really only regard her as your sister? Ever since he first entered Yuqing Sect, Feng Ling had a ghostly and clingy little witch beside him.
When the Ghost Suo Pagoda defended him against injustice, he did not hesitate to create a gap with the Yuqing Sect Master. Then go to Sunset City, accompany you silently; kiss affectionately at Qiaojian Peak; block the sword with your body in the duel field...
What the other party has done, one by one, can only be described in two words: brother and sister!
"Yuqing, I promise you! Not in the next life, but in this life... I am willing to comb your hair, promise thousands of reincarnations, and eternal red makeup!"
A delicate wooden comb appeared and slowly slid through the smooth black hair, releasing bursts of intoxicating fragrance that made people's hearts tingle.
Feng Ling's eyes gradually became firmer, hiding the sadness in his eyes one by one, looking at the woman in his arms with deep love.
In the past, it wasn't that Feng Ling had a hard heart and was indifferent to Feng Yuqing's love, but that he was afraid that he would be too involved, which would form a fatal weakness, which would be detrimental to himself and others.
But how did Feng Ling know that in the day and night companionship in Sunset City, two peerless figures had quietly walked into his heart and formed a weakness.
"Feng Ling... meet again in the next life!" Two drops of clear tears streaked down her cheeks. The woman in green closed her eyes, her jade hands dropped to the ground, and there was a trace of happy smile on the corner of her mouth with a trace of blood.
"Yu Qing!" The woman in her arms lost all her breath, Feng Ling's eyes flickered, and a cold and arrogant aura surged wildly, chilling, dark, and violent!
The second and third elders were shocked. They had never seen such a terrifying side of Feng Ling. It was as if he had changed into a different person, no longer gentle and elegant as before.
But at this moment, the two of them obviously had no time to consider what happened to Feng Ling.
"Tian Jue is such a precious daughter, and we will never let this girl perish!"
The two old voices spoke in unison, and the second elder's beard and hair were fluttering. They looked at each other in tacit understanding, and the third elder nodded and smiled.
