On the day of Feng Qu's death, it rained for a whole day, first lightning and thunder, wind howling, and heavy rain pouring; After the rain gradually went away, it became a continuous drizzle, but it never stopped.

Ying Fengqu's wish before his death was to be cremated, the ashes were packed in the box, and buried in the Emei Mountain Carefree School, which was his favorite place in his life, because he met his favorite woman there; Despite the heavy rain, Yu Zhenzhen still fulfilled his wish - in the largest and widest square of the demon clan, let a cadre of immortal cultivators pick up some wet branches and build a small bed; In order to show their respect and nostalgia for Feng Qu, the guards of the demon clan and the people of the ancient Lei clan who came to hear the news spontaneously offered flowers with rain and dew standing on the side of the small bed; Feng Qu lay peacefully on the branch full of flowers, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had encountered the most beautiful thing in the world.

All the disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect surrounded them from afar, kneeling on their knees, to see Feng Qu on his last journey; The demon clan guards and the rescued people of the Ancient Lei Clan put one hand on their chests, lowered their heads, and stood behind the immortal cultivators, also expressing sorrow. Closer to Feng Qu's body are the remaining two faction leaders Ding Xiao and Jiang Tianqing, the disciples and elders of the Dharma Protectors of each sect, the fire spirit Yu Zhenzhen, the water spirit Ying Chi and the wind spirit Yu Yue among the five spirits - even if they are as close as a cloud, Yu Sanwen, and Ling Haojie, they are not qualified to approach the body, they are just in the front row of the immortal cultivation disciples, watching from a distance-and finally, it is the woman Feng Qu loves most in this life, Fang Lingzhi.

Yu Zhenzhen can stand in such a position, not because of how high her status is-after all, these former three princes of the immortal clan and the ghost clan, the protector disciples whose status is second only to the head of the sect, and the princess of the demon clan are also among Feng Qu's favorite women. It seems that she is the most humble - but because Stygian requires a combination of fire and water to create a huge barrier that encloses the entire square, and the outer layer is fused with rainwater by Stygian's water barrier. The inner layer is roasted dry by the fire barrier of Jade Zhenzhen, and after such a long period of fusion, the water and fire double spells of Stygian Red and Jade Zhenzhen have been cultivated, and this time is the most powerful to exert its power.

With the combined efforts of Jade Zhenzhen and Ying Chi, the water and fire barrier was quickly built, and all the rain was blocked from the outside; And after the effect of the Jade Vera Fire Enchantment, the ground on the square gradually dried up. Fang Lingzhi held the jade pupil flame in her hand. Standing quietly beside Feng Qu, his face crawling with tears; Yu Yue leaned down slightly and looked at the branches. After getting up, Fang Lingzhi said lightly, "It's okay." ”

Fang Lingzhi held the Falling Jade Pupil Flame tightly, because she had been fed by Fang Lingzhi's blood, the red silk flowing on the Falling Jade Pupil Flame was particularly conspicuous. and the red shines; When you put the jade pupil flame to your mouth. Fang Lingzhi seemed to be holding a jack, and now she didn't have any strength in her body; Closing her eyes, Fang Lingzhi repeatedly said to herself to be strong, and the last thing she could do for Feng Qu might be this.

At the same time as the melodious sound of the flute came out, Fang Lingzhi's whole person seemed to be bathed in flames, but she saw ghostly flames rising from the ground and gradually piecing together into a woman's figure. It looks quite similar to Fang Lingzhi to death; The fire girl stepped forward and danced to the sound of Fang Lingzhi's flute. Luo's skirt bulged and danced around Feng Qu for a long time before it rose into the air, and then gently landed on Feng Qu.

Fang Lingzhi's flute voice gradually slowed down, with a kind of sadness. The fire girl lay down on Feng Qu's body, and her back body dissipated, and the flames directly merged into Feng Qu's body, and soon, the branches crackled and burned, and the peaceful Feng Qu, along with the flowers stained with rain and dew, disappeared little by little in the flames.

Jade Zhenzhen turned her head, unable to bear to look at the scene; I don't know when her heart became too delicate and sensual. Lowering her head, she muttered, "The silver bed is rusty, and the autumn is sweeping." The incense picking line is full of money, and it is unspeakable to find Cuiqiao. The corridor is an inch of lovesickness, and the moon is lonely. The back light and the moon are in the shade, and it has been ten years of traces and ten years of heart. ”

Ying Chi was closest to Jade Zhenzhen, and when he heard her muttering these words that he didn't understand, he frowned slightly and said, "People can't be resurrected after death, so don't think nonsense." ”

"I didn't think about it, I just sighed," Yu Zhenzhen still lowered her head, not daring to look at Feng Qu's peaceful appearance in the flames, "The head of the family has this undying friendship with the other party's uncle, there really is such an infatuated man in the world." ”

"It's not just cranky, just do your own thing." Stygian's words sounded a little unkind.

Yu Zhenzhen nodded silently, but did not speak again; But plucked up the courage to miss Feng Qu as much as possible, and looked at Fang Lingzhi with pity in his eyes. But seeing that even if Fang Lingzhi closed her eyes, tears still kept sliding from the corners of her eyes, and while Feng Qu was being burned, she used the Fire Thunder God Rune to transform into a fire girl dancing girl, dancing around Feng Qu on the side. Feng Qu loved beauty the most in his lifetime, and the only thing Fang Lingzhi can do for him now is to let him die, which is also the most beautiful one.

The low whimper sound always swirled in his ears, and Jiang Tianqing was so sad that he almost fainted twice; However, Feng Qu still turned into a handful of ashes at an hour, and was held into the altar by the Dharma Protector disciples, sealed with wax, and then held it so firmly, as if it was another world. Yu Yue stepped forward and signaled that the Immortal Cultivator faction should not waste time here all the time, instead of being nostalgic, it is better to go back to cultivate and prepare for the final battle, and it is not to live up to Feng Qu's hard work.

It was rare for Yu Yue to say such a thing, and Ying Chi and Yu Zhenzhen withdrew the enchantment, and when the light rain fell on everyone again, everyone understood the heavy responsibility on their shoulders; Feng Qu's death is certainly sad, but there is still such a long way under their feet, they can't stop, and Feng Qu won't want to see them stop like this.

The elders of each floor returned to their residences with their disciples, and when they left, their backs had risen a lot, perhaps realizing that they had to learn to be strong; Lei Zhi, Lei Feng and Yun Duo supported Fang Lingzhi, who had fallen down even when she walked, back to her palace, while Ling Haojie and Yu Sanwen ran in front of Yu Zhenzhen, Ying Chi and Yu Yue, and the atmosphere became silent for a while.

"Let's go back." In the end, it was still the dark red who spoke, and then he walked in the direction of the demon clan hall on his own; Yu Yue took Yu Sanwen's hand and left without saying a word, and in the drizzle, only Yu Zhenzhen and Ling Haojie were left.

Ling Haojie took off his coat, although it was already wet and still falling into the water, he still raised it to the heads of him and Yu Zhenzhen, and said distressedly, "Zhenzhen, let's go too, otherwise it won't be good if you catch a cold." ”

Yu Zhenzhen didn't move for some reason, and stayed in place for a long time before turning her head sideways, and said with a hint of shame in her eyes, "Haojie, in fact, the matter of rescuing Senior Uncle Fang and the Lei clan ...... I didn't mean to hide it, I just ......"

"Fool, I didn't ask you this. Okay, let's go. Ling Haojie shook his head disapprenorantly, he should have smiled to reassure Yu Zhenzhen, but Feng Qu's death was also a blow to him, so he couldn't laugh anyway.

"Haojie, I know you're sad," Yu Zhenzhen's hand caressed Ling Haojie's face, looking at his crying red eyes, Jade Zhenzhen sighed; Ling Haojie arrived at the Freedom Sect when he was very young, and was assigned to the Sky Breaking Tower, Bodhi Zi valued him, and Feng Qu also treated him very well, Ling Haojie always said in her ear that Feng Qu was what he longed for the most, and he wanted to become a man like Feng Qu. But now, Feng Qu left so suddenly, and Ling Haojie missed the last time he saw Feng Qu because he was frozen outside, he must be in a very sad mood now, "You are already very good and very good, and the head of the family will be proud of you." ”

"Really?" Ling Haojie suddenly turned his face to look at Yu Zhenzhen, his eyes were filled with tears again, and then rolled down with the rain, "I am already ...... Is he a man like the boss? ”

"Yes, yes, you have always been," Yu Zhenzhen nodded again and again, looking up, the rain dripped into her eyes, and then it flowed out, I don't know if it was rain or tears, "My Haojie is a man who stands up to the sky, and he is a good man who is as good as the head." ”

"That'...... It's really good, it's really ......" Ling Haojie covered his mouth, and suddenly he couldn't suppress his cry; He squatted down, hugged his knees again, and the whole person curled up in a ball, and his body trembled uncontrollably. Yu Zhenzhen was also sad in her heart, and she knelt on the ground, hugged Ling Haojie in her arms, patted him on the back and comforted him all the time. In this way, in the gradual rain, the two people snuggled up to each other, warmed each other, and foamed at each other.

"Zhen Zhen, you are so warm...... Ling Haojie raised his head and looked at Yu Zhenzhen, her red eyes and frozen purple lips, looking very pitiful.

Yu Zhenzhen lowered her head slightly, covered Ling Haojie's eyes, and then pressed her lips to Ling Haojie's. The moment the lips met, it seemed that the heavens and the earth were still, even the raindrops were still, and the world was so big that only the two of them were left.

Under the eaves in the distance, a cloak hung on his arm, and he stood quietly; And on the shoulders of the dark red, stood King Mo, who was also silent. The two lovers in the pouring rain still only had each other in their eyes, and they stood for a long time, snorted coldly, and said to King Mo, "You always do such superfluous things, if you are seen by Yu Yue, you don't know how much to say about me." ”

King Mo shook his tail from side to side, and then said sourly, "If she is sick, you and I are not more of a matter." ”

"Don't bother to care about her." Ying Chi put his cloak on the drum bench in the eaves corridor, tilted his shoulders back, and let King Mo jump down before turning around and leaving, "If you want to go, go by yourself, I won't accompany you." (To be continued......)