Half a day.

Ning Feng led people to this unknown small mountain village, and when they arrived here, a slight drizzle had already fallen in the sky.

The villagers all said that this was God who was moved by Ning Yu and was crying for Ning Yu.

With him, there were Lin Fan's senior sisters and Sima Feng.

After asking the villagers about Ning Yu's location, Ning Li was the first to run to the hill west of the village.

On the top of the mountain, Ning Yu's body was already cold, only on his chest, there was still blood flowing out.

Under this light drizzle, the blood gathered into a stream of water, which slowly flowed down the mountain.

Ning Feng and the others had also reached the top of the mountain at this time, and that flowing water had already shown them what the scene would be like on the top of the mountain.

No one stepped forward, wanting to pick up the stone statue and Ning Yu, maybe her luxury in this life was that Lin Fan could take the initiative to hug her.

Being able to die in Lin Fan's arms may be happy for Ning Yu.

That's when it happened.

On Lin Fan's stone statue, a soft light suddenly erupted.

Under this soft light, the stone skin on the stone statue began to crack in pieces, and slowly fell off from Lin Fan's body.

After a long time, the stone skin completely faded, and Lin Fan also opened his eyes.

An indescribable Dao realm charm permeated Lin Fan's surroundings.

Sitting up and looking at the old woman in his arms suspiciously, Lin Fan couldn't recognize Ning Yu's appearance anymore.

Looking at Yan Qinghua and the others, Lin Fan found that his senior sisters' faces were full of sadness.

"Senior sister, where is this, and who is this person?"

Lin Fan spoke in a hoarse voice.

Ning Li stepped forward and hugged Ning Yu from Lin Fan's arms as if scrambling.

"You don't know who she is?"

"You don't recognize her?"

Ning Li asked with a sense of grief and anger.

Ning Li Lin Fan knew each other, but this old woman ......

Looking at the puzzled expression on Lin Fan's face, Ning Li suddenly shook her head and laughed, her sister put her life on the line for Lin Fan, but it's ridiculous that Lin Fan can't even recognize her appearance now.

Picking up Ning Yu, Ning Li turned around and left.

Looking at Ning Li's appearance, Lin Fan's heart chuckled, and there was a vague guess in his heart.

"Wait a minute!"

Lin Fan stretched out his hand and called Ning Li, and a kind of Dao rule suddenly acted on Ning Li's body, making her unable to move.

"She is my little sister Ning Yu! Is that enough!! ”

Ning Li turned her back to Lin Fan and shouted vigorously.

Lin Fan's face was stunned, this old woman is Ning Yu?

How could she be like this?

"Ning Yu she ......"

"How did she become like this?"

Hearing Lin Fan ask herself like this, Ning Lihuo turned around and stared at Lin Fan with a pair of eyes without the slightest emotion.

Why is Ning Yu like this!!

"Huh."

"Do you remember the great battle you fought in the Savage Lands nine years ago?"

Lin Fan naturally remembered this incident that he was defeated by the powerhouse of the Desolate Beast Clan, but he never knew about the rest of the matter.

"You have been turned into a stone statue, and you need someone with a strong mind to paint the stone statue with blood every day before it is possible to wake you up."

"Nine years, nine years!"

"My little sister has been insisting on smearing your stone statue with blood every day, and in the end, she can't hold on and water your stone statue with her own heart's blood."

"Now—you know?"

Ning Li's cold words made Lin Fan be struck by lightning, and the whole person sat in place.

It turned out that the soft light that warmed him from time to time was formed by Ning Yu's own life.

It turned out that the call full of affection was Ning Yu's desire to wake him up.

It turned out that at the cost of her own life, she accompanied herself on the top of this unknown mountain for nine years.

Ning Li left, taking Ning Yufeng's corpse like a dead man.

Lin Fan didn't stop him, he didn't know how to face the cold corpse.

Above the top of the mountain.

Lin Fan stroked the thatched hut built by Ning Yu inch by inch, and measured the small mountain top step by step.

In front of his stone statue, there was also a bowl of untouched food quietly placed on the ground.

The villagers at the bottom of the mountain told Lin Fan that Ning Yu hadn't eaten for a long time.

Lin Fan knew that after consuming her essence blood, Ning Yu had no strength, but even so, she still insisted on smearing her stone statue with her essence blood.

Lin Fan left, took Murong Xue's body and left, he wanted to send Murong Xue's body back to Murong Xue's house.

Before this, there was a place in Tiandu full of mountains and flowers, and Ning Yu's tomb stood here quietly.

Ning Yu is accompanied only by the mountains full of mountain flowers and the gentle breeze.

Standing in front of Ning Yu's tomb, Lin Fan didn't say a word, just quietly looked at the word Ning Yu on the tombstone.

When Lin Fan's figure disappeared in front of the tomb, there were a few more words on the tombstone.

The surviving Lin Fan.

"I'll come to see you often."

"I will never forget each other in this life."