The wind of the thunderbolt
Chapter 89
The Burning Sky Golden Crow came through the sky and directly attacked the unarmed Xiang Ling.
That deadly arrow was so fast that Nanfeng Bujing's liver and gallbladder were torn apart~
but see this~
At the critical moment, a purple figure swayed past.
It was Master Fengxiu who stood in front of Xiang Ling, and the cloud-piercing arrow passed through his heart.
Xiang Ling's mind went blank,
She even forgot to catch Master Fengxiu who fell backwards.
"Wedge, wedge..." She reached forward to grab it, but found it was far away from him.
Xiangling finally recovered from her astonishment, "Fengxiu..." That's Fengxiu, her favorite husband...
Xiang Ling no longer cared about what a thrilling scene it was, but instinctively ran towards Master Fengxiu.
Looking at her figure running away in a hurry, Nan Feng Bujing felt that his heart was empty.
"Master Fengxiu..." Xiang Ling picked up Master Fengxiu who was lying in a pool of blood. "Fengran, I know your name is Fengran, but I have never called you by your real name."
"Xiangling." Blood flowed down the corner of Master Fengxiu's mouth. "Xiang Ling, cough cough." Ever since he declined Ling Jinghua that day, he knew that his time was numbered.Now this crippled life can still save her life, and she can die with peace of mind.
"Please, don't talk. Let me heal you." Xiang Ling held Master Fengxiu's hand, inputting spiritual power regardless.In an instant, the poison of 'Thousand Reds and One Cry' was triggered, and black and purple blood flowed down the corners of the mouth.
"It's...enough." Master Fengxiu tried his best to break free from Xiang Ling's hand that imported spiritual power, the arrow hurt his heart, and now he seemed very painful when he spoke. "Don't...waste of effort."
"No, Fengran, don't..." Xiang Ling's tears welled up in an instant, and the hot and humid tears blurred her vision in an instant.
"Don't cry...Xiang Ling." Master Fengxiu tried his best to reach out, wiping Xiang Ling's tears and blood from the corner of his mouth clumsily.But the increasingly unbearable pain in his chest made his face pale as paper, and his purple shirt was stained red with blood.
"Fengran, don't die, I'll take you to find a doctor," Xiang Ling wanted to hug Master Fengxiu, but was stopped by Master Fengxiu who was almost exhausted.Watching the blood from Master Fengxiu's wound spread out little by little, Xiang Ling only felt endless despair in his heart.
"Xiang Ling, I... I don't have much time, so... you must... go back to Slaughter Broken Island and live a good... life. Remember...your...your father...was... The people in the tower are plotting... plotting... must... must live... go back alive..." Master Fengxiu's breath became weaker and weaker, his hand lingered on Xiang Ling's face, as if he wanted to keep this feeling in his heart forever . "Xiang Ling, I still remember... you were wearing yellow clothes on the day of Ranfeng Diancang Mountain. It was really... so nice...to see..."
The more you love, the more you fall in love, the more painful it is to fall in love, why don't you stay by your side until the Qinhuai River dries up, and there is no scenery in the world that is not polluted.
Xiangling, what Fengran did for you is only this. I am the beginning of your story, but not the end of your story.Therefore, what belongs to me is destined to be a tragedy.
Until I die, I can't tell you my heart.Am I so pitiful?
So what if you are unwilling?
Master Fengxiu's hand that lingered on her face softened.
"Don't..." Xiang Ling's miserable cry resounded through the sky.She held Fengxiu's softened hand, and poured spiritual power into him over and over again, spitting out black blood one by one.Bit by bit I feel hopeless.
Until, his body could no longer be warmed up.Until he took his last breath.
"Ah..." Xiang Ling raised her head to the sky and shouted, endless tears flooded her delicate face.
Xiangling gently hugged Master Fengxiu, looking at Taixigong who shot the arrow, with anger and despair that destroyed the world in his eyes.
"You hurt him." Xiang Ling's cold tone was like a hell Shura. "You killed him."
Xiangling walked towards Taixigong step by step, she walked very slowly, each step was heavy, weighing more than a thousand catties.
The heavy pressure made Tai Xigong on the cliff feel a fear he had never had before, and even forgot the courage to shoot another arrow.
"Today, Slaughter Broken Island will start a full-scale war with Huo Zhai Buddha Prison. This blood debt will never end!"
Xiang Ling laughed, maybe because she was so desperately hurt that she... laughed.
In this ugly world, what else should I care about?What else is worth my nostalgia?
Fengran, soon, you won't be alone in Huangquan.
I will let anyone who harms you today.
So, you all give me hell!
With a desperate thought, Xiang Ling used her innate spiritual skills to detonate all the sources of spiritual power in the world with all her strength.
For a time, the sun and the moon appeared together, and the universe was turned upside down.In the sky where the sun and the moon hang together, there is a strange scene of yin and yang.
The fog all over the sky is mixed with flying sand and rocks, and hundreds of ghosts walking at night are nothing more than howling ghosts and wolves.
All the spiritual weapons in the world accepted the call and were ready to move. The earth in China shook continuously, and all the active volcanoes burst out and swallowed everything.
wind
boundless wind
Hear my call,
Destroy this filthy world!
There was only endless despair in his heart, and Xiang Ling released his spiritual power with all his strength, even if the blood was exhausted and people died.
The army of the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison collapsed, and Tai Xigong could not stop it, nor could he control the fear in his heart.He stumbled and followed the army back.
"Has the seed of hatred finally been planted?" Triumph Marquis looked at Taixigong who was fleeing in embarrassment, "Taixigong, now you don't need me to do it yourself, I just wait for the seeds of hatred you planted to take root~ Hahaha…".Today, all of this is under control. Now that the play has ended, let's wait for the melee of the Four Wonders.
With the order of the Marquis of Triumph, all the troops in the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison retreated, leaving only devastation on the scene.
"Enough, enough..." Nanfeng Bujing hugged the crazy Xiang Ling from behind, every word was like a cuckoo crying blood.
"Not enough, this is not enough." Xiang Ling's face was filled with a smile, and his mind was close to madness. "My blood has not been shed, it is not enough."
"Okay, then I'll accompany you to hell." Nan Feng Bujing closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there were already a pair of red blood eyes.
Letting go of Xiangling in his arms, Nanfeng Bujing tapped his toes and leaped up the cliff, chasing after the collapsed Huo Zhai Buddha Prison army, as long as he chased him, no one would survive.For a moment, the screams of thousands of people resounded through the clouds.
"Pfft..." Xiang Ling detonated the spiritual source, but his frail body had reached its limit.One knee softened, and he knelt down.
Looking at Master Fengxiu who was sleeping peacefully, Xiang Ling's hand stroked his face over and over again.
This was the first time I was so close to him, so close that I could see every inch of his expression clearly.This is also the first time that he is so far away from him, so far away that the sky and the world are separated by yin and yang.
This is... sir...
Xiang Ling tried hard to keep more tears, but found that today's tears have been shed.
No matter how hard Bu Lun tried, it was all in vain, and no more tears flowed from her eyes.
The spiritual power in the body receded bit by bit, the sunlight and moonlight gradually dimmed, the sky returned to its original state, and after the dark clouds overwhelmed the top, it poured down one after another.
In the rain, Xiang Ling hugged Master Fengxiu's cold body tightly and refused to move for a long time.
Hey, Fengran, my tears have dried up...so God is crying for you for me...
Hey, Feng Ran, you see that there is no one or anything that hinders us anymore, now there are only you and me in the world.
Now, get up quickly, get up for me, I haven't told you my love for you yet, you have to listen.
Why are you ignoring me?Why don't you open your eyes and look at me again?
why?
-------------------------------End of the second part------------- -------------------------
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That deadly arrow was so fast that Nanfeng Bujing's liver and gallbladder were torn apart~
but see this~
At the critical moment, a purple figure swayed past.
It was Master Fengxiu who stood in front of Xiang Ling, and the cloud-piercing arrow passed through his heart.
Xiang Ling's mind went blank,
She even forgot to catch Master Fengxiu who fell backwards.
"Wedge, wedge..." She reached forward to grab it, but found it was far away from him.
Xiangling finally recovered from her astonishment, "Fengxiu..." That's Fengxiu, her favorite husband...
Xiang Ling no longer cared about what a thrilling scene it was, but instinctively ran towards Master Fengxiu.
Looking at her figure running away in a hurry, Nan Feng Bujing felt that his heart was empty.
"Master Fengxiu..." Xiang Ling picked up Master Fengxiu who was lying in a pool of blood. "Fengran, I know your name is Fengran, but I have never called you by your real name."
"Xiangling." Blood flowed down the corner of Master Fengxiu's mouth. "Xiang Ling, cough cough." Ever since he declined Ling Jinghua that day, he knew that his time was numbered.Now this crippled life can still save her life, and she can die with peace of mind.
"Please, don't talk. Let me heal you." Xiang Ling held Master Fengxiu's hand, inputting spiritual power regardless.In an instant, the poison of 'Thousand Reds and One Cry' was triggered, and black and purple blood flowed down the corners of the mouth.
"It's...enough." Master Fengxiu tried his best to break free from Xiang Ling's hand that imported spiritual power, the arrow hurt his heart, and now he seemed very painful when he spoke. "Don't...waste of effort."
"No, Fengran, don't..." Xiang Ling's tears welled up in an instant, and the hot and humid tears blurred her vision in an instant.
"Don't cry...Xiang Ling." Master Fengxiu tried his best to reach out, wiping Xiang Ling's tears and blood from the corner of his mouth clumsily.But the increasingly unbearable pain in his chest made his face pale as paper, and his purple shirt was stained red with blood.
"Fengran, don't die, I'll take you to find a doctor," Xiang Ling wanted to hug Master Fengxiu, but was stopped by Master Fengxiu who was almost exhausted.Watching the blood from Master Fengxiu's wound spread out little by little, Xiang Ling only felt endless despair in his heart.
"Xiang Ling, I... I don't have much time, so... you must... go back to Slaughter Broken Island and live a good... life. Remember...your...your father...was... The people in the tower are plotting... plotting... must... must live... go back alive..." Master Fengxiu's breath became weaker and weaker, his hand lingered on Xiang Ling's face, as if he wanted to keep this feeling in his heart forever . "Xiang Ling, I still remember... you were wearing yellow clothes on the day of Ranfeng Diancang Mountain. It was really... so nice...to see..."
The more you love, the more you fall in love, the more painful it is to fall in love, why don't you stay by your side until the Qinhuai River dries up, and there is no scenery in the world that is not polluted.
Xiangling, what Fengran did for you is only this. I am the beginning of your story, but not the end of your story.Therefore, what belongs to me is destined to be a tragedy.
Until I die, I can't tell you my heart.Am I so pitiful?
So what if you are unwilling?
Master Fengxiu's hand that lingered on her face softened.
"Don't..." Xiang Ling's miserable cry resounded through the sky.She held Fengxiu's softened hand, and poured spiritual power into him over and over again, spitting out black blood one by one.Bit by bit I feel hopeless.
Until, his body could no longer be warmed up.Until he took his last breath.
"Ah..." Xiang Ling raised her head to the sky and shouted, endless tears flooded her delicate face.
Xiangling gently hugged Master Fengxiu, looking at Taixigong who shot the arrow, with anger and despair that destroyed the world in his eyes.
"You hurt him." Xiang Ling's cold tone was like a hell Shura. "You killed him."
Xiangling walked towards Taixigong step by step, she walked very slowly, each step was heavy, weighing more than a thousand catties.
The heavy pressure made Tai Xigong on the cliff feel a fear he had never had before, and even forgot the courage to shoot another arrow.
"Today, Slaughter Broken Island will start a full-scale war with Huo Zhai Buddha Prison. This blood debt will never end!"
Xiang Ling laughed, maybe because she was so desperately hurt that she... laughed.
In this ugly world, what else should I care about?What else is worth my nostalgia?
Fengran, soon, you won't be alone in Huangquan.
I will let anyone who harms you today.
So, you all give me hell!
With a desperate thought, Xiang Ling used her innate spiritual skills to detonate all the sources of spiritual power in the world with all her strength.
For a time, the sun and the moon appeared together, and the universe was turned upside down.In the sky where the sun and the moon hang together, there is a strange scene of yin and yang.
The fog all over the sky is mixed with flying sand and rocks, and hundreds of ghosts walking at night are nothing more than howling ghosts and wolves.
All the spiritual weapons in the world accepted the call and were ready to move. The earth in China shook continuously, and all the active volcanoes burst out and swallowed everything.
wind
boundless wind
Hear my call,
Destroy this filthy world!
There was only endless despair in his heart, and Xiang Ling released his spiritual power with all his strength, even if the blood was exhausted and people died.
The army of the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison collapsed, and Tai Xigong could not stop it, nor could he control the fear in his heart.He stumbled and followed the army back.
"Has the seed of hatred finally been planted?" Triumph Marquis looked at Taixigong who was fleeing in embarrassment, "Taixigong, now you don't need me to do it yourself, I just wait for the seeds of hatred you planted to take root~ Hahaha…".Today, all of this is under control. Now that the play has ended, let's wait for the melee of the Four Wonders.
With the order of the Marquis of Triumph, all the troops in the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison retreated, leaving only devastation on the scene.
"Enough, enough..." Nanfeng Bujing hugged the crazy Xiang Ling from behind, every word was like a cuckoo crying blood.
"Not enough, this is not enough." Xiang Ling's face was filled with a smile, and his mind was close to madness. "My blood has not been shed, it is not enough."
"Okay, then I'll accompany you to hell." Nan Feng Bujing closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there were already a pair of red blood eyes.
Letting go of Xiangling in his arms, Nanfeng Bujing tapped his toes and leaped up the cliff, chasing after the collapsed Huo Zhai Buddha Prison army, as long as he chased him, no one would survive.For a moment, the screams of thousands of people resounded through the clouds.
"Pfft..." Xiang Ling detonated the spiritual source, but his frail body had reached its limit.One knee softened, and he knelt down.
Looking at Master Fengxiu who was sleeping peacefully, Xiang Ling's hand stroked his face over and over again.
This was the first time I was so close to him, so close that I could see every inch of his expression clearly.This is also the first time that he is so far away from him, so far away that the sky and the world are separated by yin and yang.
This is... sir...
Xiang Ling tried hard to keep more tears, but found that today's tears have been shed.
No matter how hard Bu Lun tried, it was all in vain, and no more tears flowed from her eyes.
The spiritual power in the body receded bit by bit, the sunlight and moonlight gradually dimmed, the sky returned to its original state, and after the dark clouds overwhelmed the top, it poured down one after another.
In the rain, Xiang Ling hugged Master Fengxiu's cold body tightly and refused to move for a long time.
Hey, Fengran, my tears have dried up...so God is crying for you for me...
Hey, Feng Ran, you see that there is no one or anything that hinders us anymore, now there are only you and me in the world.
Now, get up quickly, get up for me, I haven't told you my love for you yet, you have to listen.
Why are you ignoring me?Why don't you open your eyes and look at me again?
why?
-------------------------------End of the second part------------- -------------------------
The author has something to say: Alas... Fengxiu...
Leave a message~
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