Chapter 171: When is Mo Yan Xingchen (9)

"What about Daddy!" The stars struggled to run.

Mo Yan immediately rushed to Xinglong and turned Xinglong around, Xinglong's originally closed eyes slowly opened, but the panting voice was very rough, it seemed to be so painful.

"Xinglong?!"

"Daddy!"

Seeing the powerless Xinglong who fell to the ground, Xingchen couldn't restrain himself and wanted to pounce on Xinglong.

"Xinglong! I'll save you!" Mo Yan stopped the excited Xingchen, and took Xinglong's hand to help Xinglong heal, but Xinglong smiled bitterly and shook his hand: "Yan'er, don't waste your efforts, I know my condition, now I rely on a breath of true qi to hang this life, my whole body meridians have been broken, and I can't live anymore......"

"Besides......" Xinglong's eyes that couldn't see anything drifted to Wanrong's corpse: "Without Wanrong...... There's no point in my life anymore...... Yan'er, I know you're actually very smart and powerful...... It's not like the one you seemed, although Chen'er has changed a lot, but it's still very withdrawn, you have to take care of Chen'er...... He's the only ...... I can't let go."

"Say no more! Mo Yan felt that his nose was very sour, he had never cried, looking at such Xinglong, Mo Yan felt that he really couldn't restrain himself anymore.

No matter what kind of personality you have, after all, you have a heart, others love you, you will be moved, and the person who loves you will be miserable when you die.

"Chen'er...... Chen'er ...... "The older Xingchen spoke, the more laborious he became, and he called out to Xingchen twice, and blood gushed out from the corners of his lips again.

Xingchen trembled and knelt in front of Xinglong, crying: "Daddy, Chen'er is here...... Chen'er is here."

Xinglong really wanted to touch his child again, and felt the stars with his hand, but his hand could no longer be raised: "Chen'er...... You have to remember that even if you can deduce numerology, you still have to feel the world with your eyes...... Because even if you have calculated it...... It can't be changed."

Xingchen threw himself into Xinglong's arms, crying heartbreakingly, choking: "Daddy, I was wrong, I was wrong, if you can survive, if you can come back to life, if you can never come, I will never try to change my destiny again."

Xinglong didn't seem to be able to hear Xingchen's words anymore, and whispered with his last strength: "Chen'er, Yan'er...... I love you...... Wanrong, I'm here, but we are not lonely on the bridge......"

Xinglong's eyes closed, and there was no breath.

"Daddy!"

At that moment, Xingchen's heart was really broken.

Afterward......

Mo Yan buried Xinglong and Wanrong together, kowtowed a few times in front of their tombs, but Xingchen knelt in front of his parents' tombs as if he had lost his soul, watching his parents be buried, watching them leave him forever, without crying, without a single tear, not even blinded by the fog.

Just just stared and watched, as if he was the only one in his world, watching and watching.

Mo Yan knelt beside Xingchen and hugged Xingchen tightly: "Chen'er......"

"Words...... It's me...... Did I kill my father and mother?" Xingchen looked at the tombstone and asked Mo Yan blankly.

"Not really!" In fact, he guessed that Xinglong would be killed if he went to the Holy Demon Altar, and Xinglong would not live alone if Wanrong died, after all, it was two lives.

Xingchen smiled, laughing so crazy: "I want to go against the sky, I want to go against the sky, hahahahaha."

In the laughter, Xingchen fell into Mo Yan's arms.

"Chen'er, what's wrong with you!"