Chapter 526: Pale world, dark abyss

The moment he fell to the ground, his body finally stopped and fell to the ground. He gently held Feng Yao in his arms, blood and tears still, and the chaotic air that warmed countless times poured into her body without any vitality. Although he knew in his heart that what he wanted to see was nothing but extravagant hope.
He can save all the people ... but he can't save his Yaoer.
"Yao ... er ..."
In the silent night sky, he finally made a hoarse cry of heartbreaking, looked at her tightly closed eyes, his heart was pierced by the arrows.
"Wake up ... wake up ..."
"Yaoer ... you swear, you will leave later than me ... why don't you keep your vow ... I'm not dead yet, how can you die ..."
"Yao'er ... wake up !!!" The power of chaos poured in wildly, blood and tears shed.
"Brother is wrong ... brother will never take revenge, never do reincarnation first, never go to nosy ... brother will always be with you in the future, and will not be separated for a minute or a second ... wake up ... wake up ... "
Perhaps the power of the fifth layer of chaos finally had an effect. The horrible wound on Feng Yao's back began to heal at a more horrible speed. It took only ten seconds to fully heal. The new skin was as white and tender as snow. No trace of injury could be seen ... and the surface of her body was faintly flashing a layer of red brilliance ... faded to the point where it was almost completely invisible.
The man's weeping still ... Although the wound was healed, her body was still so cold, just like his cold heart. How he wished that the dead would be himself, not her.
A Jinmang shot from Feng Xiao, painted as an exquisite girl. She stared blankly at Feng Yao who was dead in his arms, thinking without a thought: "Impossible ... Impossible, how could she die ... How could she die ... She was ... I was wrong ……"
Her appearance did not make Feng Xiao have any reaction at all, he looked at her pale face motionlessly, crying ... begging ...
"Yaoer ... wake up ... wake up!"
"Why didn't you let me die ... why didn't I die ..."
His voice and his despair made Xuanyuan Wan'er's heart hurt. She came to him and reached out to wipe out the blood and tears on his face, but she could only touch an illusion.
"Brother Feng ... don't cry, OK? My brother Feng is the strongest and strongest person, how can I cry ..."
Her voice gradually choked and she covered her face. She suppressed the crying and turned into Jin Mang, and returned to Feng Xiao's body.
A dazzling Jinmang lighted up in the darkness, a huge golden phoenix shot from Feng Yao's body, hovering over the two of them, making a weeping wailing.
Eventually, it re-formed into a golden mang, flew to the wind, and blended into his body.
The dim eyes stared at the vast night sky, silent night, and the howling north wind was crying softly. He picked up Feng Yao's body and moved forward.
"Yaoer ... we go home ... no one can hurt you ... no more ..."
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Time points to ten o'clock in the evening.
The atmosphere was extraordinarily weird. In a somewhat depressing atmosphere, if Yang Xi suddenly turned off the TV, he rubbed his chest with his hands.
"I don't know why, my heart beats so fast." She said uneasily, her eyes constantly looking at the big, beautiful clock.
"Me too, Master and Sister Yaoer, why don't you come back ..."
The phone rang, and Yang Xiruo quickly got up and grabbed the phone: "Brother Feng!"
There was a silence over the phone, Long Wei sighed longly: "Have he not returned yet?"
When Yang Xiruo stayed, he quickly said, "Hi Uncle Long, my brother Feng is not ..."
"When he goes back, I'll trouble you to take good care of him, to trouble you ..." After the heavy voice, the call was hung up. Yang Xiruoqi held the microphone, the anxiety in his heart was magnified countless times.
"Xiao Ruoruo, what's the matter?" Duanmuyi people came out with a fruit plate, put it on the table, and asked with a smile.
Yang Xiruo nibbled at the corner of her mouth and slowly put down the phone, her heartbeat became faster and faster.
On Phoenix Street at night, there are few vehicles. Under some dim light, a lonely figure slowly moved in the middle of the road, each step seemed as heavy as possible, landing on the ground was extremely heavy.
After the harsh brakes, a car that had just turned the corner stopped hard at the moment it almost touched his body. A fierce and angry yellow-haired man leaped from the car and rushed fiercely. In front of Feng Xiao: "You look dead, don't have long eyes!"
As if he didn't see him at all, and didn't even hear what he said, Feng Xiao walked past him with a loss of heart.
The fire that was ignored by the little yellow head almost exploded, and his head was hot. He rushed to Feng Xiao and blocked his way. He was about to yell and suddenly saw Feng Yao in his arms.
"Oh, my wife is dead ..."
puff……
An arm relentlessly penetrated his body from the heart part ... He was currently convex, with a look of disbelief and fear falling down. There was a big hole in the chest.
There was no trace of blood on his arm, and he did not look back, still moving indifferently as if he had just stepped on an insignificant ant.
In the dark, several black women's heartbeats speeded up, and they did not kill anyone, but they have never seen such a cruel and killing method.
"Hurry up ... it's bad to be seen ..."
"He ... is he really okay?"
"..."
"Still don't tell the host ... she's sad enough."
"Ugh……"
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The knock on the door sounded, and Yang Xiruo ran almost to the door and opened the door.
The smell came to her face, she just wanted to cover her nose subconsciously, and suddenly her heart trembled suddenly to Shangfeng Xiao's completely lifeless eyes.
"Brother Feng ..." She saw in his arms, Feng Yao pale to a terrible face, and violently covered her mouth.
Feng Xiao walked in blindly, his steps moving forward as if without a goal.
"Sister Yaoer ... did she get hurt?" She asked tremblingly, a little blood stains ... worn clothes ... blood marks on her face ... dead eyes ... her heart sank. , Sink again ...
"She ... fell asleep ..." Feng Xiaomeng replied, moving slowly.
Yang Xiruo turned around in front of her for a while, and she supported the door of the house vigorously so as not to let her body fall down instantly.
"Master ..." At the first glance at him, Shuirourou's face turned pale, and she shouted timidly and weakly ... At this time, he was so strange. Make her so scared, she wants to cry.
Duanmuyi had just stepped out of the room, and immediately felt the extremely depressing atmosphere, which made her almost unable to breathe ... he was completely unfamiliar with him, and Xiruo and softly reacted ... she suddenly understood something, heart Instantly sink to the bottom.
He finally stopped and stood there like a fossil. The entire living room was horribly quiet.
The glittering brilliance flashed, and an ice coffin exuding a faint coldness appeared in front of Feng Xiao. Once, it was retrieved from the extreme glacier to protect the soft body of the water, but now ...
Vaguely, he remembered Fengyao's infatuated eyes, the fluttering voice ...
"If one day I lose my life, I would like to rest in it."
"I always get old ... If that day comes, I wish I could see my brother go first, then I can lie in the ice coffin holding my brother's body ... In that case, even if there is no life , We can still live on forever ... "
Gently put her body into the ice coffin ... At the moment when the two were separated, he seemed to hear the sound of his soul drifting.
"Never ... will never let you leave me ..."
I used to think that I was strong enough to resist any frustrations and blows. Even when the righteous father died, I didn't shed tears ... But until I lost you, I didn't know that I was so fragile. Thin ice at the touch ...
Why insist on revenge ... Why insist on finding the secret of the world of reincarnation ... Why try to accept that love ... Why don't you cherish the time with you every minute and every second ... forever To accompany you ... It turns out that what you have been pursuing and pursuing are so insignificant compared to your smile.
Few are boundless. Looking forward to the evening, looking forward to the evening. Disappointed person, every moment of time is suffering. Tell me, how can I steal the time and change back to the moment when I am with you, hold me tight with all my strength and all my heart to stop you and stop you from disappearing in my eyes! Whispered my pain, my regrets ... never separated!
Her face slowly became blurred in her sight, her consciousness was slowly being stripped, and her soul seemed to be slowly leaving the body ... and away ...
Feng Xiao's eyes darkened and fell down.
"Brother Feng!" If Yang Xi was struggling to reach him, trying to lift him up, he was horrified to find that his eyes were still open, but there was no trace of vitality inside ... the body was cold and terrible.
"Rourou, Yi Yi ..."
The three fragile girls supported him as if not physically angry, and put them on the big bed. He looked at the ceiling so stupidly, his whole body was still water, not even showing signs of breathing, as if he had died.
"Help me ... help me send Yaoer sister here." Yang Xiruo said quietly, two deep snows buried deep in his eyes.
Lying on the ice coffin, Feng Yao was moved to the bed by three girls, beside him.
In the ice coffin, her beautiful body like a fairy is under the reflection of a faint ice, and even if the words "beautiful and beautiful" are difficult to describe its magnificence,
The choking water was soft and could not bear it anymore, and the weeping pear blossomed with rain.
"How can this be ..." Duanmuyi people caressed Feng Xiao's stiff face and said in a desperate state ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Yang Xiruo turned away, tears burst into tears, and wept silently.
"Master, he ... he will wake up soon, won't he ..." Shui Rou gently pulled Yang Xiruo's clothes and asked with sobbing.
Yang Xiruo was pale, biting his lips, and said, "Big Feng is the strongest person in the world. He can support all the setbacks and difficulties ... But, sister Yaoer ... that's his life ... ... "
She died, and his heart died with her ...
Looking at Feng Xiao's empty eyes, she could not imagine the future of this warm home.
The beautiful dream seemed to burst in an instant.
Drying her tears, she stood up, took a deep breath, and looked at the equally quiet Feng Xiao and Feng Yao, her wet eyes gradually becoming firm. "Sisters ... don't cry ... we can't live without this family, we, we can, we will call back Brother Wind ..."
Shuirourou's tears shone, and Duanmuyi nodded with tears. She is completely integrated into this family, and she has long lost her arrogance. At this time, she wanted to cry helplessly. His body, mind, and life were completely entrusted to him. If he fell down, he might have no reason to live.
Enduring the coldness, Xi Ruo and the gentle movement gently peeled Feng Yao from the broken blood-stained clothes little by little, exposing the perfect body like Xueyu. Then, she put on her beautiful snow-white skirt, which was covered with a transparent ice-cold silver sand. Feng Yao usually only wears this beautiful dress.
"Let ... brother Feng, see his most beautiful Yaoer every day. She really just fell asleep ... without leaving us ..."
"Who killed Sister Yaoer." Shui Rourou still cried softly, her voice weak.
Yang Xiruo's eyes flashed absolutely: "No matter who it is ... we won't let anyone hurt Brother Feng ... no one can!"