"Don't be afraid."

Feng Zhao closed his eyes, and after leaving a sentence, he turned into a ray of light and melted into Lan Wujiang's dantian.

He used his divine soul to mend Lan Wujiang's dantian.

Lan Wujiang is a mortal body, and the power of the divine soul only needs a little, and he must grasp the power well, otherwise it is very likely to explode and die.

Feng Zhao cautiously slid to the golden pill in the Lan Wujiang Dantian.

He gently and meticulously made up for the seams on it for Lan Wujiang.

is also like Lan Wujiang's life, although she has been hurt a lot, she will always be whole.

He always stood behind her and waited for her, or stood in front of her, sheltering her from the wind and rain.

When I was young and ignorant, I was lovesick but I didn't know it.

Feng Zhao's warmth eased Lan Wujiang's pain little by little.

Lan Wujiang was shrunk at the foot of the bed at this moment, his little face was pale, the cold sweat on his forehead had wet the pillow, and his hair hung weakly on his body, wrapped around his neck.

Feng Zhao's voice suddenly sounded in Lan Wujiang's mind, "It's almost ready." ”

"Don't worry about the decline in cultivation, after I repair the Jin Dan for you this time, your cultivation speed will be doubled in the future."

Feng Zhao's voice was gentle and powerful.

Lan Wujiang's nose was sour, her fingers grabbed the quilt tightly, and her heart trembled in her chest.

He was always so patient.

Again and again to save her with fire and water.

When she was shocked by Lan He today, she didn't dare to look at Feng Zhao's eyes.

It's useless to be yourself.

He's taught her so much, but he's still like a waste.

Feng Zhao stood next to her silently, she almost thought that Feng Zhao was going to give up on her, but Feng Zhao held her hand.

Stand in front of her and pick up for her the dignity she has fallen.

Lan Wujiang's heart began to throb for a while.

She actually has low self-esteem.

Born in the mountains, she does not have the temperament of a boudoir lady, nor does she have the demeanor of a family.

After entering the Lan family, every time he was in front of outsiders, he had to cheer up his spirits, like a sparrow with phoenix feathers.

Feng Zhao is such a powerful divine soul, there is always a way to unlock the divine curse.

She was so afraid that Feng Zhao would leave.

So when Feng Zhao told her about the contract, she agreed without hesitation.

She wanted to make trouble, she wanted to grab Feng Zhao's life-saving straw and climb up little by little.

If she couldn't climb up, she didn't want to be so alone in the abyss anymore.

Lan Wujiang thought of his dark thoughts, and felt ashamed of Feng Zhao.

Even the red mole behind the ear began to burn.

Tears rolled down the corners of Lan Wujiang's eyes.

Along with the sweat, I soaked the fragrance of roses on the pillow.

She can't die, she still has to save Lan Qing, and she has to take Feng Zhao to the god realm.

If she died, Feng Zhao would also be destroyed.

She didn't want him to disappear.

The scenery of the world, Feng Zhao hasn't seen it well......

He deserves the best of life.

If God doesn't give Feng Zhao, she will fight for Feng Zhao's fairness.

She must survive this fate.

Lan Wujiang's lips trembled, and he replied to Feng Zhao for a long time, "It's okay, I'm not afraid." ”

"It's going to hurt a little bit in the back." Feng Zhao gently shrouded the entire Jin Dan.

The moment Lan Wujiang's divine soul power directly touched her, the whole person seemed to be about to be blown up by the force.

There was a golden light flowing through the whole person's body.

When the Dan body is reshaped, it seems that 10,000 steel needles are pierced into the body.

It hurts so much that I lose consciousness directly.

Lan Wujiang's lips grew, and she wanted to say something, but she stopped at that moment, her eyes were dim, and she vaguely seemed to see Lan Qing's figure.

The whole person's soul suddenly floated, and she fell into a white light. Zero Long Literature Network

And Lan Qing also stood in a white light, her beautiful face like a dream.

Lan Wujiang didn't dare to step forward to touch it, for fear that it would disperse if he touched it.

Her lips opened slightly, and she shouted the word mother in a trance.

Lan Qing smiled at Lan Wujiang and called out like when she was a child, "Wujiang." ”

"Let's go with my mother."

"Mother takes you to a place where no one will hurt you anymore."

Lan Qing walked towards Lan Wujiang step by step, and just as Lan Wujiang was about to grab Lan Qing's hand, a dull and rapid voice came into Lan Wujiang's ears.

"Lan Wujiang!"

Feng Zhao had already finished repairing the dantian, and Lan Wujiang's ability to withstand it was beyond his expectations.

He didn't wait for Lan Wujiang to explode and die, but waited until Lan Wujiang was unconscious, and his meridians were reversed.

Feng Zhao was rarely flustered.

He is a bright and clear character, but he has repeatedly lost his temper for Lan Wujiang.

Lan Wujiang looked at Lan Qing in front of him and was stunned, Lan Qing smiled bitterly at Lan Wujiang, and said lonely, "That's it, I'd better go alone." ”

Lan Wujiang's pupils shrank sharply, and he wanted to catch up, but his feet were so heavy that he couldn't move a step, and he watched Lan Qing disappear into the white light, and his figure was so transparent that he couldn't see it.

"Mother!" Lan Wujiang wanted to break free from the confinement and run.

"Lan Wujiang!"

Feng Zhao's voice came again.

This time, Lan Wujiang's head began to ache, and a scene of Lan Qing savagely breaking into her brain with the memory of death.

The bloody and unsightly memory crushed Lan Wujiang's last nerve.

She stood there and roared, and the white light around her exploded inch by inch.

……

……

The heavens and the earth are dark.

Lan Wujiang opened his eyes, his body was drenched in cold sweat, as if he had been salvaged from the water, and the haggard in his eyebrows and eyes could not be concealed.

Looking at Feng Zhao, he couldn't calm down......

It seems to be a glass doll that will be blown away by the wind at any time.

"You're awake." Feng Zhao's voice was hoarse, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead for Lan Wujiang.

Feng Zhao leaned down and gently hugged Lan Wujiang, "It's okay, you just broke the dream barrier in your heart, and it won't bother you anymore." ”

"What is a dream obstacle?" Lan Wujiang opened his mouth after realizing it.

"It's an appendage of the heart demon.,It's this that causes you to have nightmares on weekdays.,What you just encountered is the body of the dream obstacle.,Only when a person's primordial spirit is weakened and weakened,Will be invaded by the dream obstacle.。 Feng Zhao sighed slightly.

Lan Wujiang tightened his fingers.

"Are you feeling better now?" Feng Zhao let go of Lan Wujiang and helped Lan Wujiang to lie down again.

He looked at Lan Wujiang's eyebrows, and his heart moved slightly.

Lan Wujiang is fine.

He had snatched Lan Wujiang back from Lord Yama again.

Feng Zhao's eyes were dyed a little frivolous, and when he smiled, he was particularly bright.

There is a rare shadow of a young man.

That's right, after all, when he died, he was also in the prime of his youth.

"What's wrong with you?" Lan Wujiang didn't know why Feng Zhao was laughing, thinking that he was laughing at himself, and lowered his eyes not to look at Feng Zhao.

"I think I'm amazing, will you laugh at me?" Feng Zhao's eyebrows curled, and he gently held Lan Wujiang's hand.

Warm fingers melted her coldness.

Lan Wujiang knew at this time that there was really such a person in this world who could engrave tenderness in his bones.

No matter how depressed or unbearable she is, she will always be on her side, overcoming obstacles for her and protecting her.

The corners of her lips rose inadvertently, and her whole person gradually came to life.

"Yes, it's amazing."

It is the most amazing person she has seen in more than ten years, and it has been in the realm of knowing the sea for ten thousand years......

Lan Wujiang looked at the cinnabar mole between Feng Zhao's eyebrows, thinking that no matter what Feng Zhao encountered in the future, and what happened to her, she probably wouldn't regret meeting him.

Because he's Feng Zhao—

These two words represent too many memories, heavy, brisk, in those vague years, when I can't see each other, I feel the subtle feelings of his existence, all emotions quietly turn into spring water, a little bit melt into the chest, wanton and diffuse, invading her fierceness, forcing her to throw away her armor, and contribute softness and sincerity.