Feng Qing

Qingxuan wanted to say too much to Sufeng, but he didn't have the strength to say too much, so he could only hold Sufeng's hand tightly.

Looking at this haggard face, instead of the high-spiritedness of that time, there is a more mature and stable Sufeng.

Thousands of words, but gathered into one sentence.

In a word, his promise to Sufeng.

In a word, the shackles that prevent Sufeng from going with him after he leaves.

In a word, the cage that will imprison Sufeng forever.

He let go once, and he didn't want to let go of this person again.

Sufeng, this time it is you who bound me with this half of Yan Yu, then I will bind you with one sentence.

Don't blame me, because you provoked me first.

Feeling her hands being pulled tightly, Sufeng was unwilling to face the fact that this person was about to leave him.

This time, instead of waiting for him somewhere, he really disappeared.

Sufeng shook her head desperately, she didn't want Qing Xuan to say what he wanted to say, that way, even if he was lying in front of him like this, he was willing to accept it.

However, the reality is always so unreasonable and cruel.

The corners of Qing Xuan's pale mouth curled up slightly, and he grabbed Sufeng with his weak hands.

"Cough...he...Sufeng, no...don't be sad, wait, wait for me, we...we...come...see you in the next life."

The hand in his hand slipped down weakly, Sufeng didn't want to believe it, she stretched out her hand in a panic, and grabbed the hand that was about to fall on the bed again in her own hand, rubbing it constantly, trying to restore the warmth to the cold hand.

Although he always felt cold before, he could still feel the warmth that belonged to him.

Now, these hands have completely lost their warmth. Even if he covered him with a thick quilt, sent him profound energy, and warmed him with his own temperature, his body still gradually became colder, and in the end even the corpse died. Failed to leave him.

Except for that sentence, and the half piece of Yanyu and Ningshuiyu lying quietly on the quilt, nothing was left for him.

"Ah..." Sufeng roared loudly, "Why?"

"why!"

"Qing Xuan... Qing Xuan, come back! Come back!"

"I don't need an afterlife, I just want you back."

"I was wrong... I was really wrong, please come back."

"You...come back!"

Sufeng grabbed half of Yanyu and Ningshuiyu and wept bitterly, screaming, crazy, but Qingxuan left just left, no matter what happened to him, Qingxuan would never come back.

Fortunately, he didn't become decadent for a long time. In the small wooden house in Luoxiao Mountain where Qingxuan grew up, he spoke to the air like a fool for seven days and seven nights, and when he walked out, he was completely inhuman.

But from that day on, he didn't go crazy anymore, and he didn't speak into the air, giggle, or do some strange movements, but he was colder than before.

"All the remnants of Sutan's party in Fuyun City have been wiped out." Shang Ming's cold face showed a hesitation that didn't suit him.

Sufeng didn't look up, but frowned slightly, and said indifferently: "Say!"

Shang Ming glanced at Sufeng, lowered his head, "When we were cleaning up, we didn't find Yan Ziling's body, nor did she follow her, the former Yan family's children."

Sufeng raised her head and looked into Shang Ming's eyes. Shang Ming could feel the bone-chilling cold without looking.

"If you search the entire Tianhuan, you must find her back for me, no matter what the cost!"

Shang Ming trembled all over, trembling uncontrollably, bent down and pushed it out.

"Yes!"

Shang Ming retreated, under the scorching sun, he could still feel Sufeng's icy eyes staring at his back, making him feel that he was in a place of extreme northern ice while standing under the scorching sun.

Looking back, Shang Ming sighed, turned and left.

In just a few days, Sufeng had already wiped out all the hidden things in Fuyun City, whether it was the live puppets disguised as ordinary people or the people who had rebelled with Yan Ziling.

Now, his mission is to find Yan Ziling.

Although they didn't see it, it wasn't Yan Ziling who hurt Qing Xuan like that in the end, she didn't have that kind of strength.

Even if there are conspiracies and tricks from time to time, it is impossible to seriously injure Qing Xuan to this point.

So, there must be someone behind her back to help her.

As for who it is, he will definitely find out.

Before that, Yan Ziling cheated on his account and hurt Qing Xuan's account, and he wanted to get it back bit by bit.

Before Qingxuan comes back, clear everything up, so that when Qingxuan comes back, there won't be so many people bothering him.

Rubbing the center of her brows, Sufeng put down the pen in her hand, supported her head to clear up the extra memories in her mind.

"It turns out that what you see on the outskirts of the wild world is real."

"Qing Xuan, you obviously remember it all, why didn't you tell me?"

"As long as you say it, I..."

Sufeng was talking to herself alone, and stopped here, and smiled wryly as a self-deprecating one.

What did you just want to say?

"I believe everything you say." Sufeng thought in his heart, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

Every look that Qing Xuan once looked at him appeared in front of his eyes, those eyes clearly told him "believe me", but I didn't believe him, instead I imprisoned him in that courtyard for three years.

……

A year later, outside Tianyun City in Pandu.

"Yan Ziling doesn't need to pretend anymore, all your tricks have been seen through, and it's useless to keep pretending."

The people surrounded by dozens of people lowered their heads, hunched their backs, and held a wooden stick. Hearing these words, he looked up at the speaker, his eyes full of resentment and murderous intent.

"Yan Zichen, you are really my good brother." Yan Ziling sneered.

Holding the wooden stick tightly in her hand, she slowly straightened up, tore off the human skin mask on her face, and looked around, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth all the time, as if she was mocking them for mobilizing so many people and rummaging through the upper world, I searched the lower realm again, and finally stopped her today.

"Hahaha..." Thinking about it, Yan Ziling suddenly burst into laughter, "I really have the face to send a large number of people from the upper and lower realms to look for it, hahaha!"

Suddenly, Yan Ziling's laughter stopped abruptly, and with the disappearance of the laughter came a cold devilish energy, entangled in the 'wooden stick' in Yan Ziling's hand.

The wooden stick exuded an aura that made everyone's heart palpitate. Yan Zichen frowned slightly, paused for a moment when he raised his hand, and finally dropped it.

The people around immediately dispersed, holding the formula in their hands, Yan Ziling looked at Yan Zichen with a sneer, "If you use this method, you won't be afraid that Sufeng will kill you?"

"After all, his order is to capture me alive." Yan Ziling said the last three words one by one.

It was Yan Zichen who greeted Yan Ziling with a sneer, and he took a step aside, revealing the person behind him.

"My lord."

Jun Linyi hummed lightly, and walked forward slowly, there was another person behind him.