Gentle Wind

Mr. Tongming has sharp eyes, trying to pierce her like thousands of needles.As soon as the sudden cold light was taken away, he raised the sleeves of his wide robe, it was an illusion of "the world is in the sleeves", and a person flew out of the sleeves of the robe, and fell heavily in front of Zhang Cuie.

Zhang Cui'e took a closer look, who is that person if not Li Roufeng?It's just that his whole body was cold and his eyes were closed tightly. Zhang Cui'e pulled him into her arms in a panic, stretched out her finger under his nose, she was breathless, and felt his wrist pulse, but there was no pulse.

She pinched him hard and called him hoarsely, but there was no response.What is the difference between him and a corpse?He was originally a corpse, but now it became real.Zhang Cui'e raised her head with blood-red eyes, but where is Mr. Tongming?

She held Li Roufeng's icy body tightly in her arms, but the temperature of Yangba never warmed him.She lowered her head and stared at him for a long, long time, and finally said "wow", and burst into tears.

Finally, she knew that no matter how much she hated him, disliked him, hated him, after what he said in the daytime, she even wanted to kill him. She couldn't open her eyes, couldn't speak, couldn't call her "Mother" anymore, but she no longer had the desire to live.

It turns out that if you love someone, you can only love. You can't wish, hate, or complain. There is nothing to do, which makes people desperate.

Chapter 31

In the boundless chaos, Li Roufeng suddenly heard a lark-like voice calling him clearly: Mr. Li San. "

For some reason, he knew with certainty that this was Zhang Cuie.

But he couldn't remember when or where he heard such a voice.

He tried his best to catch the sound and trace it back, but the sound was like the wind, it was fleeting and there was no trace.

He suddenly heard Yang Ba's voice hoarsely say:

I have selfish motives.

I love him.

I don't allow him to be taken away, and no one else allows it.

I just love him.

……

This throat is broken, broken like sand all over the ground, broken everywhere, mixed with mottled blood.

He suddenly saw her shed tears, and those tears were also blood red.

His heart suddenly softened, and he opened up, wanting to rub this broken soul into it.

Li Roufeng.Li Roufeng.Li Roufeng...

Yangba's voice screamed again and again, like a cuckoo crying blood, desperate and hesitant.

His heart trembled, but he was in the midst of the vast void, with nowhere to rely on.He suddenly realized that all of this was so contradictory, why was that lark-like voice just now Zhang Cuie, and this hoarse and broken voice was also her?Why could he see her shed blood and tears when he couldn't see her?But when he tried to recall the appearance of seeing her just now, he couldn't see anything clearly.

Which is real and which is illusion?Which is the present and which is the past?

Li Roufeng.Li Roufeng.Li Roufeng...

This one is her now... this one...

When he realized this, his whole body sank suddenly, as if his light soul was put into a case made of black iron, it was so heavy that he could hardly breathe.

For a moment, he was in so much pain that he couldn't move, and when he opened his eyes, what he saw was fire, but what dripped onto his face was water.The water trickled down his lips and into his mouth, it was surprisingly salty and bitter.He moistened his lips a little, opened them slightly, and called out in a low voice: Your Majesty—”

He saw that the fire that had shrunk to a very small size suddenly swelled up, and the smoke spread to the sky! He heard that the mother-in-law was tearing up the lantern, shivering, peeling off the paper , and then the hot candle came close to his face. Everything was quiet, her hands and feet holding him seemed to be stiff, her breathing seemed to have stopped, only the sound of her sniffling her nose could be heard.

Zhang Cui'e——

He recited the name in his heart for a long time, followed by the word "Che", he let out a long breath, very long, until life faded away, passed away and returned again.

The candle was flickering, and the mother-in-law believed that she had indeed seen him. He opened a pair of watery and affectionate eyes, some black and some white, like chess pieces soaked in water.She was stunned, seeing that he seemed to let out a breath, but her face was still bleak and lifeless.

That low, cool voice said: Your Majesty, take a breath of Yang Qi from me. "

Baoji Niang looked at him blankly for a long while, as if she didn't hear it, and after a long while, she suddenly understood the meaning of his words, and suddenly leaned down——to bite his lips recklessly .

She bit him crazily, as if she wanted to vent all the hatred, all the love, all the grievances and unwillingness in the past at this moment.

With a mouthful of yang energy, Li Roufeng was able to move.He leaned against the tree root next to him and sat up, hugged the jī mistress and let her kiss and bite, let the tip of her tongue slip into his lips and teeth, let her kiss indiscriminately.But his body, which was like a walking corpse, was brought alive by her bit by bit.His cold, silent heart also gradually grew out of nothing, from slow to fast, beating violently.At this time, Fang Jue's body in his arms was thin and trembling, as thin as a stalk, his usual harsh expressions and duplicity, all he could do was panic.