Chapter 472: Sadness
"Finally escaped! Not to mention, master, your concealment technique is really useful, and it can completely shield the perception of the elixir realm, I should have come earlier if I had such a means, and I didn't have to delay it until now, and you didn't have to be so ruthless by Enhao. Qianmian muttered to himself, regardless of whether Nangong Hao woke up or not now, the body of the mask that was as thin as a cicada's wings floated like this, dragging Nangong Hao's body, and the two who had been completely out of danger were still hiding their figures, heading in the direction of Qingling Sect.
As for why he wanted to go in the direction of Qingling Sect, this had to mention Nangong Hao's previous plans...... That is the space formation in the Qingling Secret Realm, which can directly cross thousands of miles directly to the realm valley on the border of the Western Regions, which is originally the vitality that Nangong Hao has always thought of!
Qianmian has always been with Nangong Hao, and he is also very clear about these things, and now there is still a long distance from Mocheng, and it is inevitable that there will be trouble on the way, after all, the Qingling Sect has an absolute dominance here, if they go on foot like this, the end will only be the same as now.
In this way, without Nangong Hao speaking, Qianmian naturally set his sights on the Qingling Sect, the most dangerous place is the safest place at that time, and now there is only that place, which can make the two of them leave with their whole bodies, which is the fastest and most convenient.
But the continuous rush still made the already seriously injured Qianmian a little unsupportable, at this time, Qianmian also specially found a secret position, and with the help of Nangong Hao's current maintenance technique, he rested in place.
Qianmian also liberated his own diffusion of thunder and lightning aura, and the thunder that wrapped Nangong Hao's body completely dissipated, showing that it was still stained with blood, but it had already healed too much, after all, Nangong Hao's limbs had been connected, and the cracks on his body had also been merged, and the broken flesh no longer existed.
However, at this time, Qianmian, who was quiet at this time, looked at Nangong Hao's body with a burst of fear, and the picture echoing in his mind was always the terrifying body that he saw when he dived into the fire pool before, and even was divided inch by inch, which was disgusting, and he still felt shocking and unforgettable when he thought about it.
Compared with Nangong Hao, who is now sound, it is difficult to imagine what kind of pain he endured and what kind of torture he experienced before......
Suddenly, the cuimang on Nangong Hao's body trembled violently, his body also shook violently at this time, the confused consciousness struggled desperately at this time, and the fist that was weak but wanted to clench made the whole body tremble more and more violently, and a strong feeling of uneasiness to the extreme suddenly broke out in Nangong Hao's heart, and his slightly open lips seemed to have some words that he wanted to shout, even if he couldn't, but the violent reaction of his body was enough to explain his current emotions.
Somehow, Nangong Hao, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly appeared strange when his body's major injuries were basically recovered, and the thoughts in his mind suddenly became extremely clear, as if he was having a nightmare that had been repeated.
In that vague dream, he realized that some extremely cherished people were going to disappear forever by his side, and the uneasiness and eagerness in his heart directly made Nangong Hao, who was basically healed, want to wake up!
Yang ...... Yun Xi!" Nangong Hao's trembling hand suddenly poked out, and the whole person woke up suddenly, breaking through the confusion in his head, the dragon claw full of blood marks suddenly appeared, and grabbed towards the void in front of him, and many of the dragon scales that had grown out fell off again, and some blood droplets slipped down, but he didn't catch anything.
This battle made Qianmian scream, he was already in front of Nangong Hao, he retreated again and again, he was already distracted, he was frightened, layers of lightning appeared around his body, and the whole mask was tense, habitually guarding against this sudden "crisis".
"Whew...... Master, you're finally awake!" Qianmian breathed a long sigh of relief, seeing that it was Nangong Hao's movement, he also put away the thunder around him, and said. Yunnan
"What about Yang Yunxi??" Nangong Hao withdrew his hand in a daze, opened his mouth weakly, and hurriedly asked.
"Uh...... Master. This...... I also ...... "A thousand faces are divided, but I can't say anything."
And at this time, there is no need for Qianmian to say anything, because at this moment, in the palm of Nangong Hao's right hand, the empty Dan bottle that is still left in the blood hole undoubtedly says everything, and even there is a little drop of water left in the mouth of the bottle that is still surging with a rich aroma, just looking at it, I feel the slight saltiness in it, as if the churning sea water is surging around Nangong Hao.
An indescribable sorrow followed by the spread of the waves, which sprung up on the waves that slapped against us, and was extremely rich.
His eyes were instantly stunned at this time, and his trembling body seemed to see through the waves of sorrow the scenes that had happened in front of his broken body before, and these were brought to him by the dragon bloodline that was gradually recovering in his body, allowing him to see everything that happened at that time most intuitively.
Especially when Yang Yunxi's body instantly collapsed under Chuan Enhao's hands, looking at those surging True Phoenix bloodlines, suppressed by Chuan Enhao, forcibly fused towards himself, there seemed to be the last smile left in it, squinting his eyes, blushing slightly, but with a little struggle, a little sadness.
The last teardrop of Yang Yunxi slipped down, as if a lifetime had passed......
At this scene, Nangong Hao only felt that something was broken in his heart, and the raised right hand could no longer be put down, the Dan bottle was tightly held by him, and the palm was a little bright red seeping, mixed with tears like rain that couldn't stop slipping, and the whole world seemed to be completely filled with indescribable sadness at this moment, and the tears that could no longer bear it couldn't stop flowing, and there was no hysterical roar.
Uncle Wang is gone, Jingqing is gone, Yang Yunxi is ...... now Also gone.
It was as if at this moment he was back to the little beggar who was shivering in the winter night, without any words, only tears under his reddish eyes.
Helpless!
"Master......" Qianmian wanted to speak and stopped, and he didn't know how to comfort him, but he silently stepped aside, and didn't say anything more, he also knew that what Nangong Hao needed now was time.
The rich vitality flowing in that body seemed to have stagnated a little at this time, and it seemed that it was also because of Nangong Hao's current mood that he had a resistant reaction to those vitality forces.
The cry gradually came out, echoing on the edge of the spell that Nangong Hao was still maintaining, as if in a cave, the echo continued, full of indescribable endless sorrow, with tears gushing out, like a cold wind blowing coldly, very piercing.