Qin Feng woke up.

What should have sounded in my ears was the sound of monstrous killing, the screams of despair, but what I didn't expect to be the first to hear was the cry like a cuckoo crying blood.

"What's wrong?" He instinctively asked.

He didn't understand why he had fainted just now.

He didn't understand why he had come back.

The familiar faces in front of him made him realize this.

Whose decision was this, he was inexplicably a little confused.

Qin Feng's voice made everyone's eyes instantly focus on him.

Luo Qingyan was a little embarrassed to face Qin Feng, but he still walked over with a hard head.

"Are you awake?"

When Qin Feng saw Luo Qingyan, he instinctively felt at ease in his heart, his most beloved woman was still there, and the situation was not as bad as he imagined.

He said "um" and said, "Qingyan, why am I here?" ”

"We're withdrawing!" Luo Qingyan's voice carried a trace of sadness.

"Withdraw—" The suspicion on Qin Feng's face became even heavier, in his opinion, how could the old monster of the Demon Gate, the old ghost of the Earth Demon Dragon, Xiao Tian and the others let themselves and the others retreat.

This is impossible, after all, he knows the situation just now, better than anyone else.

The most ideal result is nothing more than a heavy blow to the Demon Gate, the Seven Evil Gates, and he and the others will be ten dead.

Facing Qin Feng's puzzled and expectant eyes, Luo Qingyan was a little unsure of how to answer.

She has always been assertive and resolute, and she knows that what she should face will be faced after all.

She bit her lip and said with great difficulty: "The old ancestor has covered our retreat!" ”

Qin Feng heard this. He understood everything.

He glanced around at the crowd, and how he longed to see the old man in the crowd.

But he was disappointed and despaired.

The old man didn't come back!

Qin Feng's head was as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt, dizzy, his heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand, and there were bursts of throbbing pain. It was as if his throat was clogged with something, and he was suffocating a little.

He didn't squeak, nor did he get angry at her as Luo Qingyan imagined.

He bowed his head, silent, tears streaming down his eyes.

Thinking back to the scenes he had with the old man. He felt like he had lost his arm. The unforgettable pain of losing a confidant.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Everyone looked at this scene and felt very sad, especially Luo Qingyan, her heart was trembling. In dripping blood.

She would rather Qin Feng scold her twice. That would make her feel better.

But Qin Feng didn't do this. This made her a little embarrassed.

Qin Ruoyun felt Luo Qingyan's thoughts, she was really heartbroken by the departure of her maternal great-grandfather.

But she was always sensible. She knew that this was already a fact, and it was irretrievable.

Instead of nostalgia for the person who has gone, why not cherish the person in front of you.

"Sister Qingyan, it's not your fault, you've done your best, no one will blame you!" Qin Ruoyun gently held Luo Qingyan's hand.

Luo Qingyan's delicate body trembled, she turned her head and glanced at Qin Ruoyun gratefully, and Qianqianyu's hand was tightly interlocked with Luo Qingyan's ten fingers.

At this moment, they felt each other's pulse, heartbeat, and the sincerity hidden in their hearts, the touch of sympathy.

"But it's my responsibility after all." Luo Qingyan burst into tears and muttered softly.

She can't forget the scene of the explosion of the cliff, maybe this scene will accompany her for the rest of her life and become the biggest regret in her heart, until one day, she passed away from this world.

"Xiaofeng, be stronger, the reason why the old man did this is to make you live better, not to hope that you are so sad and so painful, what he wants to see is that you live happily." Qin Zheng walked over, patted Qin Feng's shoulder, and said a word of comfort in a serious tone.

Qin Feng still didn't raise his head, he couldn't erase the pain in his heart.

Although he knew that what the old man said was right, it was difficult for him to let go.

If you change anyone, you can't let go.

"Little Wind!" Xu Ying walked over.

She is the one who has seen the wind and the waves, and after waking up, she has accepted this reality.

Looking at Qin Feng's extreme heartache, she couldn't bear it.

She clearly understood that the old man's departure was not only a heavy blow to her, but also to Qin Feng, Luo Qingyan, and everyone present.

They don't feel better in their hearts than they do in themselves.

"Mom!" Qin Feng replied softly: "I'm sorry for you!" ”

Xu Ying smiled unexpectedly, and being able to laugh in such an environment shows how generous her mind is.

"Child, now is not the time to be sad, what you have to do now is not to be sad, not to grieve, but to think about the next step, where should you go?"

"Only if you keep it, will you have a chance to avenge the old man."

Xu Ying's words made Qin Feng wake up like a dream.

Although they had escaped now, he believed that the people of the Demon Gate and the Seven Evil Sects would never give up on them so easily.

They will definitely take this opportunity to wipe out themselves and others.

As long as they wait for someone to live one more day, they will not be able to live in peace for a moment.

Perhaps they were searching for themselves and others at this time.

Qin Feng was very embarrassed at this time, he remembered the piece of white silk that the old man gave him, and the place marked on the white silk should be their best hiding place.

But once he leaves with someone, what will happen to his family and friends?

After all, they are all in various important positions, and it doesn't mean that they can leave if they want to.

If the people in the demon gate can't find themselves and others, will they pour out their anger on them?

Qin Feng was very distressed.

Zhao Weiguo saw Qin Feng's thoughts, he walked over and said, "Xiaofeng, don't worry about us." We can't help you, but self-preservation shouldn't be a problem. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure rushed in outside the door.

"Brother, I'm late-" The person who came was Nangong Wuji, who hurried from the capital, and after hearing the news of the attack on Nanhu Villa, he rushed over as soon as possible.

But after all, the capital was hundreds of miles away from Xijing, and by the time he arrived at Nanhu Manor, it had already dispersed, and in addition to the corpses all over the ground, there was a boundless bloody atmosphere.

He almost collapsed.

Qin Feng was also quite moved when he saw Nangong Wuji.

He opened his mouth and said, "Brother, how do you know that I am here?" ”

Nangong Wuji said: "I went to Nanhu Manor just now, but I didn't find you, so I called Yanzi, and Yanzi told me that I just rushed over." ”

As he spoke, there was a sudden pause, and boundless sorrow burst out of his old eyes.

"Master—Master, did his old man really go to the west?" His words were extremely difficult, as if he had exhausted all the strength of his body. (To be continued......)