He grabbed the falling fragment and ran towards the child, grabbing his weak shoulder, and the child looked up, but there was a faint blood-red lotus flower between his eyebrows.

"It's!" The wind spirit suddenly remembered that the red lotus that Yijun had told him before protected the child's lifeline, and when the seal was lifted, he would be reborn with him.

But that moment has not yet come.

He squeezed the child's shoulders tightly and shook it, "Be sober! Wake me up! ”

The child's red eyes ignored his cries and bit his arm. Feng Ling let out a pain and endured the pain, he didn't know what happened to suddenly wake up the red lotus, could it be that this child's strength had reached such a powerful point?

His blood dripped from his arm and fell to his feet.

At the moment when the blood dripped down, a region expanded out like a lake under his feet, this was not his spiritual realm, and the wind spirit could not control it at all.

This white expanse of heaven and earth made him frown.

After his eyes adjusted to the white light, he saw that there was a ninefold red lotus blooming behind the child, with wisps of red entwined with something, and he squinted to see that it was a baby.

This should be the true flesh of this child.

He saw that the child seemed to have regained his senses, the crimson under his eyes had faded, and a pair of black and white eyes had been raised.

A pair of hands clasped him tightly, and the child looked at him with an almost pleading gaze, "I will definitely find a way, I will have a way, you don't leave me, okay?" Brother? ”

This last sentence with a crying voice made Feng Ling's heart tremble suddenly.

He really hesitated.

"But there is no way for even Yijun to do this, how can you find a way?" He sighed.

"I will find a way, I will also walk out of the road if there is no road, I can find thousands of paths, but only the road that will let you die will never let you go!"

The child's sonorous voice exploded in his ears like fireworks.

"You ......"

He lost his voice, and after a while, he turned away in a choked voice.

The child's words suddenly made him feel that being alive was also a happy thing.

Even if it was a dreamy, untouchable boundary between life and death, he had never made any effort, and everyone was looking forward to his death bringing them a new life, but now someone was shouting to keep him alive, and the idea that his birth was destined for death was actually shaken by this child.

He felt touched and happy.

Even if he dies now, there will be no regrets.

"Thank you......" he choked up and couldn't say anything else.

The boy stepped forward and grabbed his hand tightly, his strength so great that it seemed to drag him out of the abyss of so-called fate.

"Believe me, brother. If I really have the bloodline of Wing-kun, I will prove me to you

Powerful. ”

He buried himself in the child's warm body and wept silently, knowing for the first time how vulnerable he had been to pretend to be strong.

As long as there is a little hope of life, he also wants to seize it.

Even if the hole card is revealed, it is a dead word.

The wind spirit and the child were looking for a little possibility, they had tried many ways, but he couldn't get out of this body, let alone the person who had occupied their body now, this person had a strong divine power, and the slightest mistake would be discovered.

They lurk.

Until one day, the child suddenly became excited: "I feel a powerful force, although it is a little far away, but I can hear it calling me!" ”

The wind spirit was stunned, "Strength? ”

"Yes!"

He jumped up, "Don't worry, with this power, I can save you." ”

The kid couldn't extricate himself from happiness, but the wind spirit was indeed almost numb and sober, thinking about where this power came from, yes, he had heard Yijun say that there was a power that had been in charge of the Wing Clan since ancient times, and that was the so-called artifact.

And an artifact that has been recognized as the Lord can obtain the power of the artifact.

He had always been unimpressed by this, because the artifact of the Wing Clan in his mouth had never appeared. The wind spirits are not enough to pin their hopes on an ethereal legend.

But this is ...... But it's exactly what Master said.

Artifact Confession!

This kid is actually the owner of the artifact!

He felt incredible, the kid was trying to summon the artifact to his side, the wind spirit's lips trembled, but he felt that the artifact was not what it had been rumored.

Could it be that there is something hidden in it?

He didn't dare to draw conclusions about this matter easily, nor did he dare to easily believe in the so-called salvation that was at his fingertips.

His hunch was really not wrong.

At the moment when the Red Lotus Seal was opened, the artifact appeared in front of them through many obstacles, and when the child happily went to greet the power that the artifact brought to him, he didn't know what was communicated between them, he only saw the child's happy face solemn a little, and then nodded heavily.

"I can accept everything you say, but you have to be able to fulfill my wishes."

The boy turned his head and looked at him with a pair of white eyes, as if through a distant mountain.

"I can't lose my brother, and I can't die, the bloodline of the Wing Clan can't be severed, so brother, are you willing to share this heavy responsibility with me?"

Step by step, he walked towards the wind spirit.

"Now there is only one way, which is to reconcile our souls, I was originally a wisp of remnant soul, and it was you who raised me with your own soul, so I can't leave you, brother, are you willing to leave me?"

He leaned down to look at the wind spirit.

The wind spirit was stunned, "What are you talking about?" ”

"Soul Bond." The wind spirit clasped his fingers tightly, "We are two separate souls in one body, but if the souls are combined, the souls will become one......"

"How can this be!" The wind spirit tried to shake his hand away, his face shocked, "Isn't this a mess!" You are the king of this wing clan, you have to be independent to be a pure royal family, I am just a humble nether, you are in harmony with my soul, is your bloodline still pure?! ”

"What are you talking about?" The child's eyes were blood-red and glowing red, and the sense of oppression as a winged monarch was actually very strong, and he said, "Then what am I raised by a nether soul in your heart?" I don't know anything about the bloodline, I just know that you are my brother, and I only want you to live! Why don't you understand? ”

"It's you who don't understand, you know that you are just tough to put the scum into the pearl, I don't deserve you to do this."

His tone lowered slightly, "Give up on this idea, you don't have to make yourself so cheap." ”

He tried to escape from the child's shackles, but his face was cloudy, and he clasped him by the shoulders.

"You're a liar."

He said quietly.

"You said you would stay with me until the seal was broken, but you wanted to leave me behind. I finally persuaded you to find a way to live together with me, I found it, I didn't break my promise, but what about you! ”

He roared, "But why do you give up again! ”

The wind spirit was silent.

"If you had cut me off from this thought in the first place, I wouldn't have been running around like a brainless fly day and night!" His hand went a little deeper into his flesh, "Don't you think I'm ridiculous when you look at me like a fool with hope?!" ”

The crimson of his eyes was even brighter.

Feng Ling's hand clenched, and he frowned, "I'm sorry, I'm not worth it." ”

"It's up to me whether what I'm paying for is worth it!" The boy grabbed his throat and said coldly, "I want you to know how important this life you despise yourself is in my eyes." ”

Without saying a word, the boy grabbed his hand and dragged him to that place.

He struggled to break free, and the boy was really angry, and he almost broke the wind spirit's arm despite his strength, and he walked here without saying a word, and threw him under the artifact, clasping his hand behind his back.

"I accept the conditions you want, and you will fulfill my wishes."

"What are you doing here? What conditions? Feng Ling's heart was suddenly shocked.

The boy held him down and didn't say a word.

The Wind Spirit watched in almost despair as the artifact burst into a dazzling glow, drowning them all.

……

"That's all I want to tell you

things. Feng Ling quietly said to Jun Li's group.

"I don't know what that condition is, but if you can see me appear in front of you like this, I think the soul pact has been fulfilled. So I tried to break my soul before our soul fused together, but it's too late. ”

He held his hand and looked at Jun Li with a wry smile.

"I thought you always fainted just because your foundation was too weak, but I didn't know there was such a thing." Jun Li frowned, "It's really bitter for you for so many years." ”

"This matter is top secret to the Wing Clan, but now I can say it. It can be regarded as removing a stone from my heart. ”

Jun Li watched his red eyes gradually emerge, the smile on Feng Ling's face changed, and he moved his body, "Brother told all the secrets between us, is my brother so unwilling?" ”

Jun Li didn't respond, and Feng Ling's voice was a little low, "It seems that my brother still can't cross this hurdle, but now I can't help whether my brother is willing or not." ”

Qianxue couldn't help but pull Jun Li and said, "What is this soul spirit?" ”

"Soul fusion, this is an impossible thing, but I don't know what conditions the child promised to the artifact, and the power of the artifact helped him achieve his wish. Originally, the wind spirit was certain to die. ”

He sighed slightly and said, "But after that, the consciousness will probably merge together, and the two people will become one, and the damage they bear is equal, which cannot be said to be a bad thing." Just ......"

"What you're worried about is what he agreed to, right?" Qianxue sighed and said, "Now this artifact can't be obtained, unless the artifact master is killed." But this kid is obviously not a good stubble, and it seems that we have run for nothing. ”

(End of chapter)

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