Fast Travel: Blackened villains always want to monopolize me

Chapter 130

Yan Chu's eyes were slightly red, and he nodded solemnly upon hearing this.

He took a few steps back consciously, leaving room for them.

Feng Jin looked at Feng Tingyu, with a little hope in her tear-filled eyes.

Feng Tingyu didn't hesitate, sat closer to her, lifted her carefully, and held her in his arms, letting her lean against him with peace of mind.

As for Feng Jin, although this action caused severe pain to the wound, she acted as if nothing happened, smiling calmly on her face.

Because...she wanted to leave her good side to her...they at the last moment.

Feng Jin leaned under her arm, her wound hurt to the point of death, but her pale and bloodless face carried a bit of comfort and contentment.

It seems that some wish has come true, with intoxicating satisfaction.

"……so good."

Feng Jin couldn't exert any more strength all over her body, and even her voice became very small.

"You know...When I clearly knew that I...had ruined your whole life, I dreamed that if one day, I die...in your arms, it would be...how wonderful..."

"In this way... I can... give the atonement to... you..."

After finishing speaking, Feng Jin's usually charming eyes are slowly closing.

"...so tired... let me... rest for a while..."

……

At some point, Feng Jin was completely icy.

The blood on her wound was also dry and solidified.

Her breathing and pulse all disappeared.

Those eyes full of coquettishness will never open again, accusing who between them of "bullying" her with dissatisfied eyes.

That glamorous face will no longer make exaggerated and weird expressions, and they will be speechless when they come to be a showman.

That person...she...

Can't get up again.

They haven't lived together enough, so they... say goodbye forever.

Feng Chun, who stood stiffly with his back turned for a long time, finally turned around trembling.

That face was full of tears.

Yan Chu also had red eyes, not only because of Feng Jin, but obviously, he also thought of something else.

However, Feng Jin's death brought a kind of sadness to him so clearly and intuitively for the first time.

A kind of sad powerlessness that can only be watched in grief when someone familiar and close to him passes away like this.

Ah Feng... Ah Feng's poison... Will she also...

no, I can not!Won't! !
But... If there is such a day, he will be with her without hesitation.

He would never leave her alone.

Feng Tingyu lowered her eyes, looking at Feng Jin who seemed to be asleep, her eyes were deep, her face was expressionless, no one could see what she was thinking.

The huge house was completely quiet.

After a long time, Feng Tingyu was the first to get up and said, "Okay, everyone... cheer up, master's body... we will take it back to the Fengyu Pavilion and then arrange it properly."

"Rain..."

Feng Chun spoke suddenly, his tone choked with sobs, and that pear-blossoming rainy face was full of complicated sadness.

"Could...can I be alone with her one last time...I want to...I want to talk to her..."

Feng Tingyu looked at her for a few seconds, then nodded slightly, "Okay."

She looked at Yan Chu, "Let's go out."

Yan Chu gave a soft "hmm", turned around and left first.

Feng Tingyu followed closely behind, but when he was about to reach the door, his footsteps stopped.

"...The person who released the hidden weapon at the last moment will leave it to you as you wish."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Chun looked at her fiercely, with complicated and unclear emotions in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse, "You..."

(End of this chapter)