song of the wind

It was caused by the seriously injured Zuo Xiaofeng, who didn't dare to think about his current condition.

"When the fighting outside was the most intense, Feng'er suddenly sat up and let out a whistling sound, causing the wounds on his body to open and he didn't care. As soon as he stopped, he immediately held his breath and fainted, and his whole body was frozen. I lost to him for a long time I am so angry that I can only hold my breath, without the help of the Phoenix Lord, the situation is unimaginable." Nangong Muyu, who stayed behind in the camp, sat in the tent, holding Zuo Linfeng who looked like a dead person in his hands, and his expression was extremely heavy.

"Senior Mu, I'll take your place." Yun Yu stepped forward without saying a word, put his right palm on the back of Zuo Linfeng's heart, and sent his true energy over regardless of the loss of true energy.

Nangong Muyu looked at Yunyu, who was covered in blood from the battle, and said: "People say that the righteousness of the king in the cloud is weaker than the sky, but I still don't believe it. You and Feng'er are just one-sided friends, but you are willing to disregard yourself for him..."

Yun Yu hurriedly said: "Young Master didn't whistle in time just now, which made Han Ji mistakenly think that we have other masters in ambush, and we will not retreat easily. Even if we win by then, there will be many casualties. Young Master has not forgotten the serious injury. Us, how can we disregard his life and death?"

Although Yunyu's words are reasonable, Feng Xiaoyao still feels that Yunyu seems to be a little too nervous about this "Master Nangong".

Nangong Muyu nodded and said: "Earlier, Lord Feng said that Feng'er had spiritual powers different from ordinary people, but the old man was not convinced. Now that Master Yun said so, it seems that Feng'er really sensed what happened outside, so he risked his life Fa Xiao helps you guys, well... you are indeed a good boy from the Nangong family... Feng'er is still fine for the time being, Master Yun has been running around all day, and everything outside has not been settled yet, Feng'er is still under our care, and we dare not bother Yun Da He's a hero."

Zuo Linfeng, who was tightly wrapped in a white fox cloak, had a pale complexion that was no different from the fox fur on his body, and his breath seemed to be there. The seriously injured white spirit fox...appeared in front of Yunyu again, just before he stretched out his hand. And the place...

The severe pain in Yunyu's heart suddenly hit him like a tide. He abandoned "him" four years ago, but his thoughts increased day by day. cannot…

Seeing each other as if not seeing each other...

Whether it's true or not is hard to ask...

But every time I saw him again, the reluctance in my heart increased, and the pain deepened...

Yunyu finally understands what it means to be reluctant to leave...

The white-haired and green-haired fox fairy is still firmly tied to his heart...

Yunyu suddenly realizes that he can't lose "him" again...

Thinking of this, how could Yunyu be willing to let go of his hand?He held Zuo Linfeng's right hand while sending out zhenqi. His hand was so cold that it had no warmth of a living person, and his meridians were all blocked and scattered. He couldn't bear it, so he could only use his true energy to slowly nourish his weak vitality.

Nangong Yiming saw that Yunyu was in a daze with worry, and knew that he was worried about Zuo Linfeng's injury, so he approached and persuaded him: "Brother Yun, don't worry too much about Uncle's injury. Fortunately, Boy Qiu borrowed the Bing Linjia Give it to me, I came back unharmed, and I happened to change shifts to take care of my little uncle. The seventh uncle said that I also learned Shuanghua Kungfu, which came from the same source, and it was more suitable for my little uncle. Let's take a break first."

While talking, Li Qiu ran in yelling with a silver pot in hand, saying: "Master Nangong, the ginseng soup is ready, you old man can pick up the blind boy so that I can feed him... That's right, that little girl Qingyi Ask, can I prepare some bird's nest jujube porridge for the blind boy? She said bird's nest ganoderma, Laoshan ginseng, etc., as long as the old man orders, she can get them all..." At this point, he found that Feng Xiaoyao and others were all In the tent, he said happily, "Big brothers are all back, that's great! There was a lot of noise outside just now, and the blind boy is like this again, it's really frightening..." He kept talking, and put the ginseng soup in his hand Pour it out, try the ginseng soup and it's no longer hot, and bring it over in a hurry.

Nangong Yiming and Nangong Mu hurriedly lifted Zuo Linfeng's upper body gently, but Yunyu had no choice but to step aside.

Feng Xiaoyao gently tugged at Yunyu, and after saying a few words to Nangong Muyu, he pulled Yunyu out who was unwilling to leave, and said, "Old Yun, what happened to you today? After something happened to the blind boy , always restless?"

Yunyu looked up at the dark night sky, was silent for a long time before smiling wryly: "It seems that I am really confused, and I am getting more and more confused about him and Fengshao coming... I am so tired that Fengshao went away, I hurt him terribly, I never thought of asking him to forgive me, I just wanted to do something for him, even though I knew it was useless and knew that Mr. Feng was someone else, when I saw Mr. There's no way..."

Seeing Yunyu's dejected look, Feng Xiaoyao thought that he was distressed and blamed himself for the matter of seizing love in the past, and couldn't help but want to tell Yunyu the truth, but in the end he breathed out and said: "You think he is Feng, it's a small matter, It's a big deal to offend your own wife! This time Xiaobi was also injured, but you only care about others, and you don't care about her being angry?"

Yunyu sighed again, even he himself didn't know what he was thinking.

32. Song of the Wind (1)

After everyone discussed, the team rested for a while, and set off immediately at dawn. After crossing Longjindu, there were still no pursuers. Everyone felt a little more settled, but they still didn't dare to stay. After two days of driving, they arrived at an important town in southern Sichuan. Outside the city of Wu'an County, this place was no longer within Han Ji's sphere of influence, so the exhausted team dared to stop and really rested for a few days.

Zuo Linfeng was still in a coma. Along the way, no matter how heavy the work was and how tired Yunyu was, he never forgot to find time to treat Zuo Linfeng luck every day. as companionship.

The day before the team set off again, Zuo Linfeng finally woke up. After waking up, he became very obedient. He would no longer be awkward when taking medicine, would no longer run outside to make trouble, no longer grabbed food, and even kept moving. I have no desire, don't cry or laugh, don't say a word, just stare blankly all day long, Li Qiu eats when he is fed, doesn't complain of hunger when not fed, doesn't cry when pinched, walks a few steps when he is supported, puts down He didn't move, it was almost as if he hadn't woken up, like a moving corpse.

Seeing Zuo Linfeng's situation, not to mention Yunyu and the Nangong family's anxiety, even Li Qiu, who doesn't know what worry is, feels helpless and hesitant. What to do, Zuo Linfeng didn't respond in the slightest, Li Qiu would rather he be mischievous as before, rather than keep being "behaved" like this.

"Blind boy, touch it, it's the snow that just fell, it's cold, isn't it?" Li Qiu took Zuo Linfeng's hand and stretched it out of the car window, letting the pure white first snow fall on his limp hand , Tortured by repeated injuries and illnesses, his hands lost their radiant luster and no warmth at all, withered and lifeless like petals that were about to wither.

Knowing that Zuo Linfeng would not answer, Li Qiu continued to talk to him: "Remember? At this time last year, you were still huddled in the street. You were so hungry that you couldn't take it anymore. You still had a stubborn face, and you refused to die. Go home with me, I really don't understand what you are afraid of, I won't eat you... Somehow, I always remember that year, when it snowed for the first time, I told you to go home, You got angry when you heard it, threw away the padded coat I gave you, danced and sang in the snow, and ran away without a trace. Tell me, what song were you singing that day? Please sing again Let me hear it once, even if it is just a sentence..." At this point, Li Qiu couldn't help but choked up, hugging him tighter and tighter, hot tears kept dripping down Zuo Linfeng's cold and thin neck, but he seemed to be in a daze. Is completely unconscious.

"Don't go! Blind boy! Don't go! In the past, no matter which corner of the town you were hiding in, I was able to find you! Why am I holding you, but I don't know where you are! Damn it! Where did you hide? You were still thinking about helping Brother Feng and the others before! Why are you hiding and refusing to come back now! Please! Come back!” Li Qiu was originally an impulsive young man who couldn’t hide anything in his heart. Turning around, until suddenly he was hit hard again, dying for many days, finally hoped that he would wake up, but he was completely demented, hope, disappointment repeatedly impacted each other, coupled with days of worry and fatigue, Li Qiu's spiritual will had reached the limit, and he could no longer In front of Zuo Linfeng, he pretended to be nonchalant, hugged a puppet and cried bitterly.

"I can't do anything except stay by your side. I can't heal you, I can't help you, blind boy! You scold me, I'm useless, I didn't take good care of you and protect you..."

Li Qiu cried until the sky was dark, and when his heart ached to death, "Qiu..." A weak but thrilling voice came to Li Qiu's ears. Li Qiu opened his blurry eyes in disbelief, staring blankly at an ice crystal-like teardrop, which came from the left side. Linfeng's long eyelashes protruded, and slowly slid across his sunken pale face.

"You...are you crying? Blind boy, are these your tears or mine? My God! You are really crying!" Li Qiu looked at another teardrop that was dripping from under his eyelids. Trembling with nervousness: "You... did you hear me? Blind boy, please, please answer me, one sentence, no! One word, half a word is fine!"

Li Qiu waited full of longing, but Zuo Linfeng's lips never opened again. After an unknown amount of time, Li Qiu raised his sleeves in disappointment and wiped away the tears on his face. The cold wind blew away the thick cotton curtain on the window, and a few snowflakes Floating to Zuo Linfeng's face and body, his mouth trembled suddenly, moved a few times with difficulty, and uttered a few intermittent syllables, but he couldn't hear what he was saying.