Lying forward, the palm of the hand squeezed the somewhat soft dirt tightly, clutching it hard, and the body kept shaking.

The fear of death, the frustration of not being able to get what he wanted, the guilt of Li Jing, his own powerlessness, and his anger towards Xu Long...... All kinds of emotions were intertwined, making Liu Feng almost want to faint.

At this time, there seemed to be a faint ray of divine light falling from the trees, although this light still carried a holy and incomparably clean breath, but it had long since lost its previous dazzling gold, but showed a heavy gray color.

A figure dressed in this white dress slowly landed, the blue and silver wings behind it reflecting the luster of metal, and the huge wings made people feel at ease.

The angel looked at Liu Feng, who was kneeling on the ground and buried his head in the soil.

She had never seen Liu Feng like this, even at the end of the battle in the Imperial Tomb, even if the magic energy was all exhausted, he did not have such a gaffe.

Suddenly, Angel Jing remembered something, and the pale gold and blue silver pupils showed a sharp color. I remember the day I was ransomed by Liu Feng at the beginning, the woman beside Liu Feng who hated her very much.

Is that her......

A figure echoed in the angel's quiet eyes, a tight black robe, a tall and well-proportioned figure, snow-white skin like jade, and a face so beautiful that a woman's heart beat when she saw it.

"Rustling ......"

Suddenly, the wind began to blow in the woods.

The tall ancient pine trees were swaying, a gust of wind was blowing, blowing the leaves to make them rustle and sway, and pieces of emerald green leaves quietly fell in the lush forest, covering Liu Feng's body, as if this was the funeral prepared for Liu Feng.

A kind of death, called the death of the heart, is the real death.

There are people who are alive but are actually dead, and there are people who are dead, but in fact they are still alive and alive in people's hearts.

Feeling the heavy sadness, sadness, and despair on Liu Feng's body, Angel Jing slowly raised his hand, and a gentle wind from his fingertips gently floated up, caressing Liu Feng's body, and sweeping down the leaves that fell on Liu Feng's body.

Immediately afterward, the angel slowly leaned down.

Feeling the warmth, the corners of Liu Feng's eyes gradually moistened, and he began to sob.

"It's okay, I'm here."

Angel Jing said softly, slowly picked up Liu Feng and held him in his arms, obviously just the delicate body of a twenty-year-old girl, carrying Liu Feng, but it did not look weak, but extremely strong.

There was a faint light on the slender fingers, which was the power from the blue sky, and the angel quietly said, "Look, this wisp of wind, I hate it very much. ”

"But I'm still using it, aren't I?"

Angel Jing said this, smiling slightly.

Staring at the wisp of green wind on Angel Jing's fingertips, Liu Feng became obsessed.

I don't know where the strength came from, Liu Feng hugged Angel Jing tightly like an angry child, although he tried his best to hold back, he was still sobbing constantly, and he seemed to be unable to control the flow of tears.

Everyone has vulnerabilities, and no matter how strong a person is, it has nothing to do with cultivation or realm.

I didn't shed tears, but I didn't get to the sad place.

Because as long as you are a human being, you will have seven emotions and six desires, and as long as you are a human being, you are destined to be unable to be truly indifferent, because people always have something they really cherish.

When you touch that precious thing, fragility will follow.

………………

Angel Jing guarded Liu Feng the next day, and then returned to the contract space, silently recovering his magic energy and physical strength. Angel Jing also ran out of magic energy in that battle, protecting Liu Feng for a day, so that Liu Feng had the strength to protect himself, Angel Jing returned to the contract space, and only reappeared when Liu Feng encountered an accident.

Liu Feng walked aimlessly in the jungle, hiding his figure through the shadow aura while quietly moving forward.

Back then, when he went to train with Ji Ye'an, when he was in Nanshan after he was killed, he seemed to come over like this, in the mountains full of demons, Liu Feng knew how to survive before going.

Suddenly, Liu Feng seemed to sense something, quietly stopped, hid behind a tree, and suddenly covered the dark aura all over his body, hiding the aura to the extreme, and at the same time, his eyes showed a look of vigilance.

The palm of his hand forcibly condensed a black and white blade in a trembling manner, and the forbidden fire stained on the light and shadow blade swayed slightly, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

Although a day passed, Liu Feng's cultivation and magic energy did not recover much.

The body was also trembling, because the six major celestial bodies in the body had long been exhausted, not only the problem of regression in cultivation and the total emptiness of the demonic energy, this was an excessive deficiency of demonic energy.

It's like a person who has lost food and can only rely on fat to survive, and under a long period of hunger, even if a big meal is placed in front of him, he can't swallow it.

Liu Feng is now in this situation, his cultivation has regressed to the middle position, not to mention, the recovery speed of magic energy has also dropped to the extreme. One is because of the regression of the realm, which makes the celestial body turn into a nebula, and the speed of operation over there can't keep up, and the second is because of the extreme magic energy deficit, the body can't withstand the rapid recovery of magic energy, which takes time to cultivate little by little.

Relying on the hidden nature of the dark breath, Liu Feng covered all his aura and killing intent, and seemed to merge with the environment, quietly waiting for the prey to approach.

Even if the magic energy deficit was only recovered, the life and death crisis over the years made Liu Feng not have much turmoil in his heart when facing the crisis.

The arm trembled, simply because of the fatigue of the body.

Liu Feng's heart is actually as plain as a pool of stagnant water, and in terms of fighting, Liu Feng sees it very thoroughly.

In times of crisis, fear and fear are not only useless, but only counterproductive, and if they cannot be solved under calm, then panic can not be helped.

"Buzz!!"

Liu Feng waved his dagger, and a light flashed in an instant, and the light and shadow blades instantly slashed into countless demonic qi and dispersed.

"Hoo ......"

Looking at the white and chubby figure dyed with blood, Liu Feng slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

On the ground, a white and tender, extremely chubby-looking snow-white rabbit slowly fell.

Liu Feng was in a trance and shook his head helplessly.

I thought it was a demon, but I didn't expect it to be just a little white rabbit, I was really getting more and more cautious, and I was so cautious with rabbits.

After thinking about it, Liu Feng grabbed the rabbit's head and slowly lifted it.

"It's okay, it's dinner."

Liu Feng muttered, touching his thin and hungry stomach.

Tiansha this guy is still righteous, and before leaving, he repaired his body, although there is still some pain, but it basically does not affect walking, and the rest of the injuries will slowly recover.