On that day, the people of the entire Guwu Continent were ecstatic, looking up to the sky and laughing, laughing wildly, laughing and laughing a lot and crying, crying with joy, many people laughed and cried bitterly, venting the long-suppressed emotions in their hearts.

That night, countless people, including warriors and ordinary people, rushed into the Luoyang Imperial Palace, and cut the corpses of Emperor Liu Zong and Rising Sun Dongfang into pieces, and even the heads were cut into countless pieces, and the skulls were also turned into broken bones.

Many people gritted their teeth and boiled the blood of Liu Zong's Rising Sun into soup to drink, and many of them had relatives and friends who died tragically at the hands of these two demons. Countless people broke their scalps and wanted to drink the blood soup. Although the blood broth had been diluted several times, it was still not enough.

In the first battle of Luoyang, many people saw Chen Feng fighting with the Rising Sun in the East, and the maids of the inner guards in the palace also saw Chen Feng killing Emperor Liu Zong, who was dressed in a white robe and the golden sword light was imprinted in the minds of many people. The news spread, and countless people were extremely grateful to this young supreme. Hearing that the young supreme was getting married, people rushed to congratulate him.

The quiet Peach Blossom Island suddenly became extremely popular. This wedding caused a sensation in the whole world, and it directly became an unprecedented grand wedding in martial arts, not to mention that there is no one to come, but it is definitely unprecedented.

The wedding lasted three days, and after three days, with the departure of the personnel, Peach Blossom Island once again regained its tranquility.

twilight sunset,

The tide rises and falls on the west coast of Peach Blossom Island, and layers of waves crash against the reef on the shore, splashing a lot of white waves. A few seagulls skim over the surface of the sea and then spread their wings and fly high.

The sunset reflects the clouds on the horizon red, the sunset is so beautiful, the afterglow of the sunset lingers in the clouds, and gradually fades away in reluctance.

Every evening, in the breezes of the west coast, a young man with a pale face is always seen, coughing, his eyes cloudy, and wrapped in his coat. Looking at the beautiful sunset on the horizon, I was stunned. He is always accompanied by two beautiful women, who never give up, as well as a little purple eagle and a little black dog. Inseparable.

Chen Feng put his ear on Liu Mengling's stomach and listened quietly, listening to the throbbing of life.

"Hey, I don't know if I'll be able to make it to the day the baby is born." Chen Feng was extremely disappointed in his heart. Not long ago, Liu Mengling retched. Zi Yuerong took her pulse and found out that she was pregnant, and the family was suddenly happy again. The originally dull atmosphere suddenly became a little more happy.

This was really a surprise for Chen Feng, who thought he was dying like this. I didn't expect there to be a trace of bone and blood left. That night, the madness in the bamboo building, the mistake turned into a beautiful mistake.

It's a pity that I can't see it. Chen Feng knew very well that his body couldn't last so long, his physique was declining every day, and his vitality was getting more and more exhausted, until it was so difficult to even take a breath.

Watch the tide rise and fall, and the sun goes west. Time flies, and six months pass in a flash.

On the reef on the west coast, the aura on Chen Feng's body became weaker and weaker, he felt very sleepy, his eyes quickly dimmed, and he didn't move.

"Brother Feng!!" Zi Yuerong beside her felt something, her face changed greatly, and she hurriedly gave Chen Feng a pulse.

Suddenly, the jade face turned extremely white, and her delicate body trembled. Tears dripped down like pearls with broken threads, and they choked silently with sobs.

"What's wrong? Sister Rong'er, Brother Chen, he ...... He ...... "Liu Mengling was sad in her heart, and she sat down on the ground.

"Wow Wow...... Whew! Whew! The little black dog whimpered. Constantly arching Chen Feng's abdomen with his little head.

"Woo, bad brother, don't die, don't leave Xiaozi. Xiao Zi will never eat Da Yuan Dan again in the future, Xiao Zi will work hard to cultivate. Woo, don't leave Xiao Zi. Little Purple Eagle cried.

The tide ebbed and flowed, and the afterglow of the setting sun had completely left the sky. Darkness shrouded the heavens and the earth, and the world seemed to have sunk, only the silent sobbing, the sound of the wind, the sound of the waves, like the funeral song of the dead, echoed between the west coast.

"Woo, miss, don't cry anymore, my uncle doesn't want to see you so sad and sad in the spirit of heaven." The little maid Xiao Xiao wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and ran over to help Ziyuerong up.

"Brother Feng, you said that you would accompany me on Peach Blossom Island for the rest of your life, but you left us all like this." Zi Yuerong's smart beautiful eyes were extremely sad, the whole person was depressed, tears had already blurred her eyes, and she broke away from Xiao Xiao's support, "Xiao Xiao, I'm fine." You go to help Ling'er's sister go back to rest, she is pregnant, and she is not in good health, so she can't be overly sad. ”

Ling'er's physique is very bad, and the last time she went back to Peach Blossom Island, she suddenly heard about Chen Feng's condition and had already fainted once. This time, Chen Feng's departure, although she was mentally prepared, did not faint. But the grief is probably worse than last time, excessive grief is not good for herself or the child in her womb.

The physique of ordinary people is already very poor, and Ling'er's physique is even weaker. Of course, the physique of a warrior is the best.

Three days later, Chen Feng was buried, and he went peacefully.

In a lonely grave, two white ashes sneered and burned.

The leaves are flying, the autumn wind is bleak, but his grave is very lively. People often come to visit the tomb and stay all day, refusing to leave. Zi Yuerong, Liu Mengling, Chen Keer, and Little Purple Eagle are all frequent visitors here. The Peach Blossom Island Lord and the Hall Masters and Elders of the Shenwu Alliance also often come here. The old madman also came once, and the crazy and weird smiled and left.

The little black dog lay in front of Chen Feng's grave and never left for a moment. The little one occasionally whimpered towards the grave, as if to say something.

Day after day, month after month, never left. Until Liu Mengling was about to give birth, the little guy went over to visit with everyone, and then came back and continued to guard Chen Feng's grave.

Liu Mengling gave birth to a daughter, the baby is very cute, named Chen Yuxuan. This is the name that Chen Feng had already chosen before his death. If it's a son, it's called Chen Hao, and if it's a daughter, it's called Chen Yuxuan. With the birth of the baby, it brought a lot of joy to Peach Blossom Island, and everyone came out of the deep sadness.

"Hehe, Xiao Yuxuan, let my aunt hug me." Chen Keer took the baby from Ziyuerong's arms and teased the little one. The little baby was wrapped in a small padded jacket and kept staring at the two little feet, babbling, with a childish voice and milky voice.

"Hehe, Xiao Yuxuan's eyes are so beautiful, like Ling'er's sister-in-law."

"Her nose is like Brother Feng."

"Well, my brother's nose is pretty good, but his face is too cold. Fortunately, the little guy is more like Ling'er's sister-in-law, and he will be a little beauty when he grows up. ”

"According to me, the baby's palm is also very similar to my aunt."

Several big beauties and little beauties discussed around Xiao Yuxuan, and there was laughter and laughter in the room.

(Hey, piracy is rampant, the subscription is not good, and the few books I have written are considered to be the ones that pay a lot, and the ones with the worst grades.) I really can't raise much creative enthusiasm. Without passion and enthusiasm, it feels like losing motivation, squeezing toothpaste and writing so tired, it will be over as soon as possible. The book was supposed to be more and more exciting in the future, but the dismal results really couldn't hold on. The plot of the Tianwu Realm in the outline will be deleted, and the pit dug will be filled, so you don't have to worry, it will give you an ending. During this time, I was also preparing new books, and I was really tired of writing new books and old books at the same time. (To be continued.) )