The starry sky is bright, and in the vast galaxy, there are countless stars, and each one is more dazzling than the other. People are like these billions of stars, only by accumulating enough energy can they burst out with more dazzling light.

But many withered before they could bloom.

Like the clouds, he will soon become one of them.

A steady stream of qi was forcibly injected into Yun Feng's body, and regardless of whether his fragile body could withstand it or not, Yun Zhan only knew that this was the only way to maintain his life. At the moment when Yunfeng's life was on the verge of death, the father didn't know how to save his child's life, he only knew what he could do.

Xingqi is one of the purest and most subtle energies in heaven and earth, and it is undoubtedly the best healing thing for the injured, especially for those who have their own qi, if it is not for the vital injury, many minor injuries can be healed without treatment. But Xingqi is also the most destructive energy, and even the highest realm of practitioners can bear a certain limit, let alone ordinary people.

When Yun Feng frowned, sweated like rain, and endured the severe pain caused by the forced entry of Qi into his body, Chu Lao had advised Yun Zhan to give up this useless effort, because in his opinion, it was better to let the child leave calmly than to let the child suffer so much pain before he died.

However, Chu Lao didn't understand that as a father's persistence in wanting his children to live, in a hopeless situation, letting his children no longer suffer pain and choose to be happy was indeed out of the great love of their parents, and it was even more courageous for them to give up the last thought that they could still see and touch their children, and to a certain extent, it took more courage. But "hope" is often a very unlikely thing, but no matter how small it is, we should not give up.

Having said that, Yun Zhan did not hesitate. When he used Xingqi to maintain Yunfeng's heart, which could stop beating at any time, he also felt that it might just be his selfish feelings of wanting to possess the child all the time, even if he was in pain, he was unwilling to let go and let him leave safely. As for Uncle Jing's last wish, it is just a responsibility imposed on the child.

Even if a miracle happens, the child survives, I am afraid that his future journey will be more arduous and the things he will face will be more cruel, and it may be better to leave quietly like now......

However, this thought only flashed for a moment, and it was completely denied by Yun Zhan. If the child is fortunate enough to survive this catastrophe, no matter what path he chooses in the future and what kind of person he becomes, he should make his own decisions.

Even if he encounters a trench that is difficult to cross, suffers a huge setback, and suffers an incurable wound, the whole world is against it, and it should be faced by the child himself, even if he hits his head and bleeds in the future, it is his own choice. Instead of depriving him of the right to choose from the beginning, he also said that he was thinking about him in the name of it.

So in the face of Chu Lao's persuasion, Yun Zhan's answer was extremely firm: "Yun Feng's life is his own, and no one has the right to take it away, even if it is a god of death, he will not want to take him away from the world without Yun Feng's own consent." If one day our father and son meet in hell, and he asks me, "Why did you give up on him then, and how should I answer?"

"Zi Feiyu, you don't know what the fish thinks, Xiao Feng is unconscious and unconscious, how do you know that he would rather suffer such torture than enjoy the last moment of peace?" In fact, Chu Lao also hoped that the gods could protect Yun Feng and let him survive this catastrophe. However, he was familiar with Yunfeng's physical condition, and knew that the possibility of such a was almost zero.

However, Yun Zhan was diametrically opposed to Chu Lao's thoughts, and the driving force that supported him to do so was Yun Feng's belief that he would definitely be able to live: "You are right, Feng'er is indeed unable to make a choice due to a coma now, but I understand him, and I know that if he is awake, he will definitely ask me to do so." Maybe at the moment he is deep in his subconscious, struggling to survive. ”

"History has taught me that the criteria for judging right and wrong are often very vague and difficult to define. Just like when I disobeyed the military order and refused to retreat from Muyang City and chose to hold on, many people at that time seemed to be undoubtedly wrong, just using the lives of the soldiers to achieve my own benevolence and righteousness in vain. But then it turned out that I was right. In fact, even if the decision we make is indeed wrong, we can only move forward and choose according to what we think is the right path. Our behavior should not be too influenced by the outside world, and at critical moments, we should follow our own hearts. ”

"Therefore, sometimes I do things without distinguishing between right and wrong, and I am not afraid of the judgment of history, and I just want to be worthy of what I do. At this moment, what I am doing is what I think is right. Although Yun Zhan's face was very tired, every word that came out of his mouth was extremely firm, and he slammed it on the ground and smashed into Chu Lao's heart.

Perhaps because of Yun Zhan's persistence, the Grim Reaper has not yet taken Yun Feng away.

Time is like an hourglass, and when there is less and less sand, you feel like it is flowing faster and faster. And for people who want to save the clouds, time is undoubtedly like sand in their hands, the more you hold it, the faster it will fade.

That night, half an hour passed quickly. Yun Feng did not die as Chu Lao predicted, although his breath was like a gossamer, his heartbeat was getting weaker and weaker, and he could stop at any time, but in the end, it could always be like a small grass swept by a wildfire, leaving seeds buried in the ground, and the spring breeze and rain revived again, and the fire was passed on after copying.

This result stunned Chu Lao and his companions, and they were even more puzzled. These unsettling emotions did not mean that Elder Chu hoped that Yun Feng would die early and be reborn, but he couldn't understand and explain that Yun Feng's internal organs had suffered irreversible damage, even the practitioners above him in the realm were probably already out of life, how could a child who had no cultivation survive until now.

And when Yun Feng spent a short night, Chu Lao could only classify this as a miracle.

There are many tragedies and very few miracles in this world. It's just that people want to witness miracles rather than tragedies, so many tragedies are praised as miracles. Like those survivors of the catastrophe, people can't imagine how they survived such a catastrophe, so they have to say that it is a miracle of life, completely forgetting that the catastrophe itself is a great tragedy.

In this way, the clouds and winds miraculously or tragically lasted until the third day.

"Rou'er, you can go get something to eat too. It was late at night, and Yun Zhan looked at his wife, who was feeding his son medicine, and the latter's haggard and pale face made him very worried.

"How can I eat it? Su Rou gently pulled the medicine spoon out of Yun Feng's stiff mouth, and then gently wiped the liquid that overflowed from the corner of her mouth with her cuff. Compared with the previous two days, she was much more emotionally stable, although the pain was still heartbreaking, but she seemed to be able to accept this fact, and only hoped to be with the child in his last time.

Yun Zhan understood that she was physically and mentally exhausted, and she would definitely collapse if she continued like this, so she said distressedly: "You better go and eat something, Feng'er is watched by me and Chu Lao." You don't eat or drink like this, what if you have fallen when the wind wakes up. ”

Wake up? Su Rou looked at the young man with a painful expression, knowing that her husband was just saying this to comfort herself, but these words still aroused the indelible hope in her heart, and she finally nodded after gently wiping the sweat beads from the young man's forehead.

"General, you should rest for a while. "Elder Chu knew that the fatigue level of Yun Zhan in the past two days was no lower than anyone else's, and the continuous infusion of qi into Yun Feng not only required a high degree of mental concentration, but also caused a great burden on the sea of qi. And now that Yun Feng can withstand the qi has reached the limit, he is afraid that he will explode and die if he injects it again, so Chu Lao Cai suggested that Yun Zhan take advantage of this gap to rest.

For Chu Lao's kind persuasion, Yun Zhan just shook his head and asked lonely, "Old Chu, won't Feng'er survive tonight?"

Chu Lao did not answer.

"Understood. Yun Zhan got the answer from his silent answer.

In fact, there is no need to ask more, Yun Zhan already knows the answer in his heart. Although he once firmly believed that Yunfeng could live, although Yunfeng not only lasted for half an hour that night, but also lasted until dawn, and even until now, but now there will be no more miracles, his internal organs cannot be repaired, even if the qi injected into his body barely maintains the heart vein, but it still can't prevent the vitality from disappearing little by little, and finally can only become cold.

"Old Chu, go and rest, you have also injected a lot of qi into Feng'er for me these days. Yun Zhan said gratefully, but his voice was a little hoarse, like a person who had suffered a serious illness.

Chu Lao didn't persuade again, got up and left the room.

In the spacious room, except for Yun Feng, only Yun Zhan was left. Looking at my son, who still had a little childishness on his face, memories came like a tide, and that rainy night with heavy rain seemed like it was just yesterday......

"A heavy rain twelve years ago sent you, and this heavy rain after twelve years will take you away......

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For three days, the people of Albis have been like popcorn in a frying pan, and the streets and alleys, straight men and women, are talking about what happened in the north alleys of the city that night, they do not know the specific situation, and no one has witnessed it with their own eyes, but the dignified defenders have not searched house to house for many years.

They knew something was wrong.

Although the General's Mansion had completely sealed off Yunfeng's attack and issued a gag order to the soldiers directly involved in the operation, even the strongest wall could not be airtight, and the news of Yunfeng's attack quickly spread.

There is no official confirmation, and various versions of rumors are flying all over the sky, but the content is roughly the same: the general's son was attacked, and his life and death are uncertain. Commander Jing died in order to protect the young master. It is very likely that the legendary Black Cloud Guard has been transferred to Albis and stationed in the General's Mansion......

Albis hasn't had any celebrities over the years, except for the now respected Yun Zhan. The glory of being brave and good at fighting, resisting Yan and saving the country shrouded his body, which is enough to imagine the degree of worship of the people of Shire, and as a native of his hometown, he has more pride and love.

Love the house and Wu, Yunfeng is the son of Yunzhan, born with a stubborn disease and can't walk, which aggravates this love, and Yunfeng is approachable, without the bad wind of bullying the people from above, and is deeply loved by people. Therefore, the news of his attack naturally touched the hearts of hundreds of people.

At the intersection of the alley, a gray figure appeared.

The rain had washed away the blood without a trace, the Golden Arrow and the Xuanbing Carriage had been retracted from the house, and the only thing left in the alley was the yellow rosewood chips scattered on the ground. The originally flat stone path was badly damaged in the fierce battle, the cracked granite stone tells of the great force it suffered, and a deep pit in the middle is like a cannon stone thrown by the Titans, smashing the floor to pieces, and the crack spreads all the way to the mouth of the alley.

The alley was originally very remote, and after hearing about the events of that night, the people deliberately avoided it and took a detour. The guards who guarded the scene two days ago have all been removed, and now the alley is like a cemetery, deserted and lonely.

At this moment, this gray figure suddenly appeared in this deserted and lonely alley. The dark gray cloak completely obscured his entire body, making it impossible to see his face at all. I saw her walk to the pit and squat, stretch out a slender snow-white hand from the wide sleeved robe, gently brushed the broken stones, and the dark eyes hidden under the hood flashed with scorching light, as if she saw the scene of Yin Hong that night.

A breeze blew and the alley was empty......