"Qingyan is not feeling well, let's accompany us another day." Feng Qingyan didn't want to pay attention to these so-called 'relatives' outside, and turned around and let Ah Yue help him walk to the attic.

Princess Yin wanted to step forward but watched Feng Qingyan pass by without a trace of emotion, wanting to step forward to care but didn't dare, her red eyes were already full of tears.

Feng Qingyan had locked himself in the attic for an afternoon, Ah Yue was so anxious, and everyone from the Zhenguo Mansion gathered in the attic for fear that something would happen to Feng Qingyan.

Looking at a Chen Yishe in the attic, Feng Qingyan closed his eyes that were already sore.

Slowly stood up, "Ugh! "My legs and feet were sore, and I almost fell.

Step by step through the delicate corridors, your fingertips sliding through the tulle fluttering in front of the window.

That person likes to stand in front of the window with his hands in front of the wind blowing the wind, his eyes skimming the flowers and plants and spring water below little by little, looking up at the attic full of peach blossom decorations, Feng Qingyan's uncomfortable side squinting.

I still remember that the man ate Yin Yan's vinegar with a hippie smile, my lady is not like that pear blossom, but like this shy peach blossom, pink and tender......

The memories were played upside down in my mind over and over again, and the green jade chain at my wrist was gently stroked.

You should have known it a long time ago, didn't you? My heart suddenly ached like an ant's erosion.

"Where is he?" Thin lips lightly opened.

There was a sigh behind him, and Yin Yan stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, his eyebrows and eyes were full of depth.

"Why are you suffering, today, you go back to Fushan with me."

Feng Qingyan's heart shook suddenly, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes.

"Take me to him." Feng Qingyan's face turned pale, and his fists were clenched.

..........

Looking at the green mountains and green waters of the villa, and the winding path, Feng Qingyan wanted to laugh inexplicably.

The man said many times that he would bring himself to Yiye Villa, saying that the climate there was mild and warm all year round, and he saw it today. 【...*Aiqi Literature *¥ Better, Faster and Faster】

Suddenly, Feng Qingyan's footsteps stagnated.

Looking at the peach blossoms in front of you, the attic standing near the water is similar to the attic of the palace Lide.

Feng Qingyan approached step by step, but found that it was difficult to breathe as if she was choked by her throat, and she stopped at the foot of the steps and was unable to take a step forward, she was afraid......

"Girl." Master Qi stood at the pavilion not far away, sighed helplessly, and said, "Sui Yan boy will float the mountain." ”

Feng Qingyan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he stood in the courtyard without saying a word, the hand in his sleeve couldn't stop trembling slightly, and his bloodless cheeks became more and more pale and weak.

"Cool night!" Exhaled breath was mixed with painful gasps.

Her eyes were full of tears of desire, and she gradually closed those beautiful eyes, and she did not dare to step into this door.

I haven't seen it for half a month, and the results can be imagined, losing my spiritual power again and again, and backlashing again and again.......

Feng Qingyan felt a lot of pain as long as he thought about it.

"Cool night, I.... Don't want to go back.... It's not like remembering the past...", and his tone became deeper and lower.

"The only thing I have left for my life is you... It's just you...."Feng Qingyan whimpered in pain, his shoulders trembled violently, and hot tears smashed on the ground one by one, as if he heard the tearing sound of pain.

"I just want to stay

by your side. "Her beautiful face was full of pain, her eyes were full of tears, and her lips trembled slightly, as lonely and helpless as an abandoned little animal.

The weather inexplicably drifted with light snow, grain by grain, piece by piece, and then it became bigger and bigger......

"Girl, if you don't see the stinky boy, you're afraid that he will be soft-hearted, but you can't delay any longer, if you don't break the seal, you won't wake up." Master Qi looked at Feng Qingyan in pain with a complicated face, and he was also distressed.

Feng Qingyan's eyes were red and swollen, and his suppressed crying echoed throughout the villa.

The snowflakes falling in the starry sky smashed mercilessly on his body, and Yin Yan stood behind him, as if he was not afraid of the fierce cold wind.

"Cool night." The thick nasal voice made Feng Qingyan's crying clearer.

"You... It's out... See me..."Biting his lip flap and shrinking his shoulders into a ball, Feng Qingyan sat on the ground with blank eyes.

Yin Yan looked at Feng Qingyan complicatedly, his gloomy eyes were full of piercing pain, his hands were clenched, and he tried to restrain his urge not to hug her.

"Qingyan... Qing...."Zhan Liangye, who was lying unconscious on the bed, kept whispering, his bloodless lips kept calling Feng Qingyan's name, and two lines of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Ji Ziyue couldn't help but feel distressed when he stood beside him.

"Qingyan." With a sigh, Zhan Liangye slowly opened his eyes, his pupils bleached and colorless, and his handsome face like jade had no spirit at all.

"Turning Dan, give it to me." A weak hoarse voice, desperately suppressing the pain in the body.

"No, now that you have lost your spiritual power, forcibly use the Turning Pill, although you can recover for three hours, but in case ..... I'm afraid that the spiritual foundation will be ruined! ”

Ji Ziyue's eyes widened, did he really disregard his life for the sake of Feng Qingyan?

Hearing Feng Qingyan's painful cry outside the door, Zhan Liangye's heart was like a knife, and his heart was twitching at a loss.

"You're the only one left."

"I just want to. Stay with you. ”

.......

"Ji Ziyue." The voice is very soft, but the words are clear and profound, "I.. It hurts..."

...........

"Squeak." The door opened.

Feng Qingyan's red eyes stared at Zhan Liangye for a moment, his chapped and pale lips opened slightly, he couldn't even make a sound, and two lines of burning tears suddenly slipped down.

Zhan Liangye's difficult movement footsteps, every step was as painful as breaking stone bones and reshaping them.

Zhan Liangye frowned, his face was pale and he was unable to take a step forward, raised his eyes, and his palms carried spiritual power.

Ji Ziyue's eyes widened, "Zhan Liang Ye, do you want to die." ”

Master Qi even wanted to step forward and scold, "Stinky boy." ”

Yin Yan squinted his eyes slightly, unable to see clearly.

The purple ghost power instantly wrapped around Feng Qingyan's waist and pulled him back into his arms.

"I'll go back with you, okay." The delicate eyes are full of complexity, distress, and unbearable.

Feng Qingyan paused, his whole body stiffened, unbelievable, and suddenly tears rained down.

"Cool night.... I... No... Yoon Yoon... Also... Not a saint .. I.. It's just you...."Feng Qingyan's tears fell straight down and he choked up

Speechless.

Zhan Liangye's heart suddenly ached like a heavy blow, he had never hated himself like he did today, he hated himself for not being able to .......

Zhan Liangye mechanically raised his palm and stroked Feng Qingyan: "Go back." A sigh seemed to be a kind of helplessness and pity, and listening to Feng Qingyan's ears was a kind of abandonment.

"Hahaha.... Haha....."

Suddenly tearing away the embrace, Feng Qingyan's eyes were blurred with tears, looking up at the sky, his eyes became more and more unable to see the look of the world, I don't know whether it was snow or tears, like a pearl with a broken thread, falling down, those eyes were full of despair, misery, and pain.

"Hehehe... Hehe...."Laughing like a madman.

"You." Fiercely pointed at Zhan Liang Night.

"You.. You...", pointing to everyone present "Why.... Why are you forcing me.." Desperately depressed, there was desolation in his eyes, and the words of crying and laughing were intermittent.

"Hahaha...... Haha......" looked up to the sky and laughed, his teary eyes blurred and he didn't know where to look, and his body gradually awakened to a red halo.

"Why... Why... I.. Avoid and retreat... Still can't escape... I.. The people I love have abandoned me one by one." There are more and more water stains on his face, and his desperate face is crying heartbreakingly.

"Qingyan." Zhan Liang's whole heart was about to suffocate, and he wanted to hug Feng Qingyan, but his legs were no longer able to move.

If it weren't for the loss of her spiritual power, how could she let go of Feng Qingyan, she knew that Feng Qingyan was afraid, even if she died, she didn't want Feng Qingyan to be so desperate, but seeing that Feng Qingyan couldn't wake up and ignored herself no matter how she called, she was really panicked at that moment, and he was also afraid........

Zhan Jian and Emperor Yu, who arrived immediately, were even more stunned when they saw this scene.

For a while, heavy snow fell, covering the entire mountain villa, and Feng Qingyan was full of fire.

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but laugh at everyone when he looked at him, and turned to look at Zhan Liangye, who was pale, a purple brocade robe had long been covered by heavy snow, as if all that purple demon was left was desolation.

"Hmm~" The heart hurts, and the corners of the mouth overflow with blood.

Suddenly, the whole fire skyrocketed, as if a surging fire was about to devour Feng Qingyan.

"Qingyan." Zhan Liang has wide eye holes in the night, and his delicate and bewitching facial features are wrinkled to the extreme.

"It's gone.... Miscellaneous.. Nothing is gone. Feng Qingyan choked up.

Yin Yan hurriedly cast a spell, and the white spiritual power instantly surrounded Feng Qingyan, and Master Qi, Zhen Guogong and others also hurriedly injected spiritual power.

The flowers are silver and white, dancing in the cold sky, the dazzling snow white, scattered one after another, Feng Qingyan, who was dressed in purple, was imprisoned by four bundles of spiritual power, and the blood stains on his chest did not know whose heart he hurt.

.........

When he arrived at Fushan, Feng Qingyan fell into a coma for a while.

Yin Yan's fingers flickered, and the white spiritual power entered Feng Qingyan's body.

At this time, the fire pool suddenly rolled and burned like a start, and it gurgled and gurgling.......

Yin Yan looked at Feng Qingyan in his arms, his lips gradually turned purple, and his hands continued to input spiritual power.

"The mountain is big

Division. He asked Feng Ye behind him.

"It's been notified a long time ago, and it's estimated that it's coming soon." Feng Ye replied.

"Amitabha." Hear it first, then see it.

Master Shan Yue looked at Feng Qingyan in a complicated manner, and sighed, "The female benefactor's curse has broken through, and she lacks her protective spirit, I'm afraid it will be ......."

Then he frowned, "Zhan Shizi...."

"Old monk, just your nonsense, my daughter-in-law's life is on the line, the old man will protect her even if she dies here, what are you afraid of." Old man Qi's eyes widened and he said dissatisfied.

Master Shan said with a light smile: "It's okay." ”

Yin Yan threw Feng Qingyan above the fire pool, and then used his spiritual power to protect Feng Qingyan.

Master Shan Yue stood opposite Yin Yan, and suddenly exerted his strength, and a touch of yellow spiritual power was injected.

Old Man Qi then entered spiritual power.

Feng Qingyan's body was lifeless, his eyes trembled, and his body was full of fire.

"Ugh!" The burning pain made Feng Qingyan whimper unbearably.

Spiritual power to protect the body, Feng Qingyan's figure slowly embedded in the fire pool, "En~" snorted.

Feng Qingyan's whole body couldn't stop curling up, and a little blood slowly overflowed all over his body.

The spiritual power of the three people continued to enter, but they were all devoured by the fire, and the spiritual power of the three of them all failed, and cold sweat overflowed from their foreheads.

Emperor Yu and Zhenguo Gong stepped forward to assist the three of them and injected spiritual power.

"Ah........." suddenly screamed, and Feng Qingyan screamed in pain.

The clothes were scattered in the pool of fire, and the purple skirt had already been infected and turned red, and the whole body was burned by the fire, seeping into the whole body little by little, blending into the blood, and the bones were burned in pain.

"Hmm~" There was intermittent choking and faint whispering in the air.

"Cool... Cool night..."

"I.... I... It hurts...."

.......... A tear fell from the corner of his eye.

Zhan Liangye, who arrived, suddenly turned red when he heard it, and was helped by Ji Ziyue to approach Feng Qingyan with all his strength.

(End of chapter)