People are inherently dead, this is what Mu Hanfeng has known for a long time.

But to their strength, to this extent, there is a long life waiting for them behind them.

Immortality, tens of millions of years, is just a blink of an eye.

But he only realized at this moment that in the next hundreds of thousands of years, if there was no Miaoling's company, no frolicking, no longer able to hear her voice, no longer able to see her smile, then how long these tens of millions of years should be, how tormenting, how painful it should be......

Brother Hanfeng, take care of my sister......

The woman's ethereal voice echoed in her ears, Mu Hanfeng listened to it, but her heart ached, her black eyes tightly locked on the woman in the colorful dress in the heart of the lotus, and her figure flashed, entered the lotus, and came to Miaoling's body.

Looking at the woman in front of her, whose body was gradually fading, Mu Hanfeng's heart ached faintly.

The man didn't speak, just stretched out his hand towards the woman's face, stroked her cheek, but in the palm of his hand, he couldn't feel a little temperature, and the woman's body had already become cold and no temperature. Even the body became transparent from time to time, and her slender fingers could almost penetrate her cheeks.

The brows are tightly locked, the dark eyes are deep and terrifying, the thin lips are lightly opened, and the voice that comes out is so hoarse: "Ling'er ......"

His voice was clear and hoarse, I don't know if it was Miaoling's illusion, she felt a strong fear from Mu Hanfeng's body.

What is he afraid of?

Afraid of her departure?

Without too many words, Mu Hanfeng's heart had already been filled with grief, and he suddenly took the woman into his arms and hugged her tightly, with great strength.

It seems that this is the only way, only by holding her tightly like this and feeling her breath, can you feel that she really exists, and he has not disappeared.

The man's sudden movement made Miaoling a little overwhelmed, and he was hugged tightly in his arms, feeling his body trembling slightly, Miaoling's heart hurt.

She has a seven-hearted heart, pure eyes can see through the world, clear as water, clean without a trace of impurities.

She could feel the uneasiness and fear in Mu Hanfeng's heart, as well as a trace of ...... Despair.

Miaoling didn't push him away, reached out and hugged his waist, caressed his back, and said softly: "Cold wind, don't be sad......"

She was reluctant to see him sad, sad to see him, and even more reluctant to make him desperate.

However, she has no power to return to heaven, and only wants to do something for him when she finally leaves.

Mu Hanfeng hugged her tightly, and the woman's voice echoed in her ears, light and fluttering, but it contained shallow softness and love.

She tried hard to suppress it, so she didn't express her feelings.

Mu Hanfeng is a human being, he is a living person, he also has feelings, he also has feelings, he also has his own seven emotions and six desires, and he will also hurt.

hugged the woman in his arms tightly, Mu Hanfeng opened his eyes, and the pain in his dark eyes flashed: "Ling'er, I love you......"

The love in his heart, the hidden love, if he doesn't say it at the moment, he is afraid that he will never have the opportunity to say it again, he is afraid that they will miss it with regret between them.

He was really blind to ignore the women around him, her love for him, and her love for him.