Do you know how happy she was the moment you showed up? Crying and laughing, even if you ruthlessly slapped her away, she is still defending you, she is cultivating frantically, just to go up to see you......"

Fanxing's words were like sharp knives, and the knife was inserted into Feng Xinglan's heart.

She was so desperate and hopeful to go up to him like a moth to a fire......

But he hurt her over and over again, didn't trust her, and even slapped her away in the end to save another woman......

Every time he thought of this, his heart painfully felt as if it was about to be cut, and she was ...... How desperate is it?

Her voice of grief and despair echoed in her mind over and over again—

"Ye Yuelan, you never believed me."

Crimson, I'm sorry...... It's all my fault, it's all my failure to protect you......

Feng Xinglan almost took all the strength of his body to keep himself from trembling, and he took a long breath, "It's all my fault, it's me who doesn't know people clearly...... I'm here to get her back, no matter what the cost, to get her back and never be separated...... but where is she now?

Fanxing's eyes moved, and he just wanted to say something, but suddenly as if he noticed something, he looked at the mandala flower field not far away-

One after another, the delicate and new mandala flowers broke through the soil, swaying in the wind, and the white flowers slowly bloomed, shrouded in a layer of pale white light.

In the blink of an eye, the Mandala Hua was all over the Sanskrit Peak, the wind blew, and countless white petals were scattered one after another, incomparably holy and dreamy.

Brahma Xing was stunned for a moment, why did these dead mandalas bloom again? It's still that fast......

A petal gently landed on Feng Xinglan's shoulder, awakening his thoughts.

As soon as he looked up, he suddenly saw that the sky was full of mandala petals, falling silently like feathers with a faint white light.

The tranquil aroma fills the world and makes people feel refreshed.

As if thinking of something, his eyes lit up.

I picked up the petal and sniffed it, and I smelled a familiar fragrance on the petal......

It's her! She's finally there! He grasped the thin petals as if he were holding hope.

I didn't have time to think about what was going on with these mandala flowers, and when I thought that the person I was thinking about might be waiting for him not far away, Feng Xinglan's heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

He must hold her in his arms this time, no matter how she beats him and scolds him, he will never let go, it's a big deal that she gives him another sword, as long as he can make her change her mind, he will die and it will be worth it!

Sensing the breath on the petals, she seemed to be not far from the sky!

With a flash of figure, he flew like lightning into the sky.

At this time, the mandala flowers fell more and more densely, like a fluffy white umbrella, almost covering the entire continent......

Each piece has her faint spiritual breath, warm and soothing, with the power to soothe everything.

A ray of doubt floated in Feng Xinglan's heart...... What is she doing?

Why are there so many mandalas with their own spiritual powers?

If she continues like this, her spiritual power will dry up and die!

At this moment, the transmission note on his waist suddenly flashed and flashed, it was a letter from the Night Clan.

Feng Xinglan had instructed all the Night Clan people to tell him as soon as there was Jun Crimson's whereabouts, so when he saw the transmission note, his heart moved, could it be that they had found her?

……

Hereunto. Momda.

(End of chapter)