Everyone could see the sadness on Zi Feilin's body, but he couldn't see Zheng Rongrong, who was also sad standing beside him.

Zheng Rongrong stretched out her transparent fingers, wanting to touch Zi Feilin's cheek, but she wore through it.

Zheng Rongrong realized that she was really dead, and she couldn't touch that person again, and her tears couldn't help but fall.

"Don't cry, even if he cries you blindly, he won't be able to see you." The ghost pouted beside him, and looked at Feng Qiqi on the side.

Next to Feng Qiqi stood Long Li, and the ghosts stood behind Feng Qiqi, looking like a subordinate.

They were all standing here, but Zi Feilin couldn't see it, and still hugged Zheng Rongrong sadly, sobbing uncontrollably.

Feng Qiqi stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, Zheng Rongrong's body disappeared like gray smoke, drifting away with the wind and the snowflakes in the sky.

"I don't think you want him to see what you're like when you're dead." Feng Qiqi said softly.

Zheng Rongrong's death is really not good-looking, and her body is already in tatters, especially the white hair and wrinkles.

Zheng Rongrong is such a beautiful girl, even if she dies, she must want to be beautiful in front of her sweetheart.

"Thank you." Zheng Rongrong wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked at Zi Feilin howling and crying because she disappeared.

Gritted his teeth and stood up, looking at a few people behind him: "Please take me away, if you delay for a while, he will have to wait for me longer." ”

"If only you didn't regret it." Feng Qiqi glanced at Zheng Rongrong: "I told you, Zi Feilin's marriage is in your sister." ”

Zheng Rongrong thought of her sister who was suffering because of her death, and her body shook a little: "I understand what you mean, if when I drive to him, he has forgotten that I fell in love with my sister, then I will definitely not entangle, let alone destroy him and my sister!" ”

Feng Qiqi looked at Zheng Rongrong fixedly, and said softly: "It's good that you understand it, I'll let the ghost send you to reincarnation, you remember that you can only drink half of Meng Po soup, and if you drink too much, you won't be able to get to him." ”

The ghost wanted to speak, but looked at Feng Qiqi's hand in his sleeve and closed his mouth.

The rotten wood in your own house is still in the hands of people, so don't do too much, just do it secretly.

Zheng Rongrong was still looking at Zi Feilin with a weeping voice, one person and one soul separated by two worlds, crying relatively.

The ghost looked up at the position of the moon in the sky, and estimated what the judge was doing at this time.

I felt that it was almost time to say goodbye to Feng Qiqi.

"Seventy-seven girl, take your leave." The ghost glanced at the ghost capital again, and the yin aura on his body was permeated, and Zheng Rongrong was swept in and disappeared together.

Feng Qiqi ignored the miserable Zi Feilin who was crying, and turned around and glanced meaningfully at the ghost capital with a blue nose and swollen face: "She is interesting to you." ”

The ghost grinned, revealing a smile with missing front teeth: "She can't worry about it." ”

Feng Qiqi raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the ghost capital with interest: "What do you say, you come and tell me." ”

"The girl wants to hear it, and I'll tell you slowly." The ghost looked at Feng Qiqi modestly, with a little flattery.

The two walked away from each other like this, and they didn't know what to say about the little talk that drove their wives.

Long Yan glanced at the backs of the two of them with disgust, there was nothing wrong with him here, the injuries on his body were still a little painful, he had to find a place to heal.

As for Zi Feilin, who cried in the snow, he was forgotten by them together, after all, everyone died to save him, what's wrong with crying for a while?

Zi Feilin: Woo woo, you're back!