Chapter 573: In this life, the last tear

(Today I saw a strong man in the book review area saying that Feng Yao would see another man when he woke up. I wipe, you can think of such a plot, it almost forces me to be a high-quality, high-quality man Good Master scolds people!)
The golden starbursts fluttering like fireflies quickly dissipated, like illusory fragmentation, taking away the breath belonging to Xuanyuan Waner.
With a muffled sound, Feng Xiao knelt down on the ground, staring blankly at the front, his hands still maintaining the posture of holding her before, unwilling to believe that she really left him.
An quaint epee came down from the sky, and a bang came on the ground in front of Feng Xiao. At this time, Xuanyuan had lost the layer of golden mang that exuded the power of the king, but turned into a simple bronze color, and the lines of the sword handle and the blade body became blurred, just like Feng Xiao first saw Xuanyuan Morphology. However, it was originally because its power was completely sealed off by the entire seven seals, but now it is because it has lost all its power.
Sealed Xuanyuan Sword: Sky Xuan? The sealed Xuanyuan Sword: The sealed Xuanyuan Sword cannot be repaired in any way. Effect: Attack +1.
One of the top ten artifacts of the ancient Eastern antiquity, the Xuanyuan Sword with the title of "the strongest power", has been completely turned into a scrap of iron at this time.
Feng Xiao shivered and stretched out his hands, gently pulled it from the ground, cold and heavy hands, but there was no such kind of gas that made people want to surrender to the sword. His five fingers slowly slid across the blade, as if stroking a sleeping baby.
Another drop of tears fell on Xuanyuan Sword, which had lost its light.
Waner is gone ... she will never feel her presence again, she will never see her fairy shadow, she will never hear her "wind brother" who never seems to call.
He had no idea what the tears were, and he didn't know when he started to realize his fragility. Yaoer left, he was so distressed that his fragile heart couldn't face the biting pain, so he escaped, closed his consciousness, and let countless people cry for him. Now, Xuanyuan Waner leaves, and he tears again and again-he has always been so fragile, once strong, just because no one pulled the string in his heart.
"I should have thought ... I should have thought that Waner would give everything for me. If it was as simple as losing, she would have told me the moment Yaoya left, how could she wait Nowadays……"
As if the soul came out, he muttered silently, deep pain and self-blame wringing his nerves.
Waner just went like this, just to make him back to who he was.
At hand is the circular circle formed by the power of Xuanyuan. The circle is covered with a thick layer of golden mansions, making Feng Xiao unable to see all of it. Standing tall, around the obviously more intense center of Jin Mang,
The real loss is about a dozen meters long, and its diameter is only half a meter, because after all, it is only condensed from Xuanyuan, whose ability is sealed by more than half, but despite this, it still has the sedition of the Nuoyan stone. The ability of "Zhenzhen" can only barely urge "Resurrection", and cause a brutal punishment far greater than the normal loss.
Feng Xiao's eyes are still a little empty. He carefully held the group of Jin Mang, and a familiar breath passed from the palm of his hand to his heart. His face was a bit more painful—this is the full power of Xuan Yuan, with Waner In exchange for its existence, it represents the only hope of reviving Yaoer.
However, the ecstasy that should have been now has completely deteriorated.
"Waner ... why do you want me to return your love ..."
The sad voice went away with the wind, bringing a piece of desolation.
"The Lost Array" was teleported by him into the Refining Demon Pot. It is a solid legal matrix formed by the power of Xuanyuan. Unless used, it will never dissipate.
The space became depressed, the air flow seemed to be dull and gentle, and the wind stopped whistling. With the complete dispersal of Jin Mang, the wolf white wolves who had looked at it also recovered their gaze and continued their boring wandering. The only thing that remained unchanged was the man who fell to his knees, as if his soul had been completely ridden.
Wan'er's departure was like inserting a sword in his heart, which made him feel painful, but also made him sober and sober, and his memories were switching chaotically in his soberness.
Because of herself, in order to awaken herself, Waner went like this, with attachment and contentment, and infinite regret and perseverance.
It was Waner that she buried herself ... Feng Xiao closed her eyes in pain, and she followed her, accompanied her, and gave so silently, until she formed a habit of giving to her completely--until she gave All of oneself erased one's existence.
Half a year ago, Yaoer left him, his world completely collapsed, so he evaded, sealed his consciousness in pain, fell into the path of Shura in pain, and made the soul dead, in order to kill and Violence wiped away the sadness-yeah, he was relieved, not only would he no longer feel the pain, but instead enjoyed the thrill of killing that belonged only to Shura, but selfishly threw countless sadness to those who cared about him.
During the six months he was lethargic, outside information still spontaneously flowed into his brain through sounds, as carved in his mind. At this time, he can clearly recall what he heard during that time everything of.
The water is soft, as the name implies, and has always been a weak and weak girl like water. She always loves to cry so much. When she is happy, she will cry in her arms and cry when she is sad. He cried in his arms. But in those six months, she rarely cried. I don't know how many times, he heard her desperately suppressing tears, and said to him: "Rourou must listen to Sister Xiruo, and she will not cry because Rourou will also cook for the master, bathe the master, Change clothes, trim your hair, and wait for the young master to wake up ... "
Every day, she spends the longest time with him. Often, she holds scissors and trims his completely white hair one by one, stupidly saying: "Master, Rourou prefers you to stay long. What about hair, before the young master woke up, would he have long hair ... "
Duanmuyi, in front of others, she is still so arrogant and indifferent, even indifferent. Even in that half of the year, she was as calm as ever without much emotional fluctuation. But only Feng Xiao knew that when the other girls were away, she always rested her head on his almost cold chest, rubbing his face while whispering softly: "Wake up, okay? I will do a lot now Vegetables, can wash clothes, clean up the room ... and also serve my man very well. When you wake up, I obediently do your best, most obedient and not jealous little lover? "
She had forgotten that she was the young lady of the Duanmu family, and his heart and body were firmly tied to him-even though he was selfishly throwing sadness to them for Yaoer.
Yang Xiruo, the girl who was originally weak and completely dependent on him for whatever she did, completely changed, and lost her dependence, even her own pillar. She did not fall down, and completely put away her fragile side. As the master of the house, he carried the shaky home with his weak shoulders. Without her, Rourou and Yiren would have collapsed. She whispered countless times in her ears, and only in front of him would she be so fragile and unscrupulous.
Baby, she has to learn and accompany her mother, but every day, she will take a long car to see him, because for her, nothing in this world can be more important than him. At first, she was always crying. Later, she no longer cried, but holding his hand every day, seriously telling him his goodness and progress, and conveying his heart to him with her still young hands .
Because my mother said that my brother will definitely come back, so don't cry.
Chen Binger, for the past six months, he clearly felt her presence every day. When he was by his side, she never spoke, and only used her cold body to convey obsession and longing. Although the body is cold, the warm eyes can melt any ice. In the past six months, in order to protect the safety of him and a few girls, except for entering the world of "Reincarnation", she rarely left him, not even returning to her original home several times, because she swears that as long as she is there, She wouldn't let him be hurt any more, and she couldn't take the same blow again.
Xiao Tongying, she only saw him once in half a year, that time, she pinched his ears with sharp nails, and said fiercely, "Sister does n’t have to die for you every day, but you every day I'll sleep here, and the day you wake up, I won't let you go. "
In front of him, she was still the Xiaojia Witch that everyone feared, but with the introduction of her voice, what was the warm water dripping on his face ...
Also, the Xiao Tian who vowed to follow him forever. Yao'er's death will inevitably make him suffer the pain of the heart. At the same time, he will be burdened with countless pressures. Supporting Fengcheng, supporting the foreign affairs of Longfeng Group-even under tremendous pressure to prepare for the world martial arts conferences related to the future of Huaxia, each one is enough to easily crush an ordinary person, but he was so silent Carrying the burden, he has never complained to anyone, nor has he ever thought about sharing his burden on others, because he is afraid and cannot be negligent at all.
For half a year, each of them suppressed their sufferings in their hearts and faced each day with the most comfortable side. For so long, none of them had fallen ... because they fell, so No one takes care of him, protects him, no one bathes and feeds him ... and the call that never stops.
In an instant, he burst into tears again.
They are all so strong. Only themselves, they chose to escape, they chose to fall down, and they woke up after Waner had given her life.
Who is he worthy of?
The heart was getting more and more painful until the pain was numb. He looked at the ground and suddenly laughed sadly like a crazy man ...
Once strong was just a fragile coat ~ EbookFREE.me ~ After being stripped off, it showed weakness and selfishness. He woke up and laughed at himself in laughter. He finally understood why people always like to make desolate smiles after being greatly stimulated. Because it is a mockery and an epiphany of fate.
After laughing, he knelt quietly like a stone sculpture, his whole body was up and down, only the white hair danced with the wind, venting a slight sadness.
Sadness can allow a person to mature quickly, and more mature, need greater sadness.
I don't know how long before, he finally lowered his head and stood up slowly. As he stood up, a drop of water fell to the ground.
"This is my life ... the last tear."
He looked up and looked at the sky, no trace of water on his face, no trace of sadness and confusion. After venting, he found his way.
The bronzed Xuanyuan appeared in his hand, he looked at it silently, a warm smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Waner, wait for me ... no matter how difficult, I will bring you back .I said that no one can take you away from me-no one can! "
Enjoying the wind here for a while with his eyes closed, he calmly glanced around, leaving the "Samsara" world.
The way to leave is still an order-like offline. From the beginning to the end, he had no time to remember that he had actually entered the world of reincarnation.
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