How are your parents and parents, and what are your thoughts, I don't know anything about Feng Xueran.

Now the wind and snow are burning, and the soul sinks into his mind, leaning weakly on the jade tablet.

Thinking about what happened before, Feng Xueran smiled silently and bitterly.

With the idea that if you can't run for your life, you will die with the enemy, for that knife, Feng Xueran didn't dodge, but just turned his body slightly sideways, trying to avoid the vital point. But he never thought that the source power cultivation of the man in black was so high.

At the same time as Feng Xue Ran slapped his palm, the blade of the man in black had already stabbed into Feng Xue Ran's body.

After all, the source power cultivation of Feng Xueyan was still weak, and ten percent of the palm only made the man in black spit out a mouthful of blood, and his steps staggered.

And the knife of the man in black was only three centimeters off, and it still pierced straight into Feng Xueran's heart.

A knife hit the enemy's vital point, and the man in black did not stop to check whether the enemy was dead, but waved open the door with a palm and fled for his life.

At that time, Feng Xueran was already seriously injured, and he couldn't even escape from the burning house, so he fell into a coma.

"It fucking hurts. Covering his heart, Feng Xue scolded angrily, "If I hadn't slept and always been vigilant, I'm afraid I would have died a long time ago, right?" That damn man in black, if I let me touch him again, I would have skinned him and torn him apart." Actually daring to assassinate Young Master Ben, I was really impatient. ”

"Alas, I have survived so many dangers, this time, it should be okay, right? But, but, that knife was inserted into my heart? I was stabbed in the heart, if I want not to die, it should be very difficult, right? The medical technology of this continent, because of the relationship between the source force, is not developed, is it, I can only live for fifteen years? That damn God, let me cross so hard, and let me suffer so much, just so that I was stabbed to death when I was fifteen years old? If that's the case, then it's too embarrassing, right?" Thinking of this end, Feng Xueran really wanted to cry without tears.

The wind and snow burned and suffocated, and the man in black was more aggrieved than him.

Originally, he was ordered to kill a man named Feng Xueran. Thinking of himself as a dignified master of the ninth level of the throne and being ordered to assassinate a fifteen-year-old child was originally a sure thing.

But what about Feng Xueran, who is either with his father and mother every day, or with his sisters and sisters.

Even so, he still had a lot of opportunities, but in order not to alarm others, he chose to forbear, wanting to kill Feng Xueran quietly.

So he waited patiently for so many days, and finally waited for his chance. But when he attacked, he was discovered by the target and escaped assassination. Finally, at the cost of his injuries, the assassination was successful.

But unexpectedly, the traces have been revealed, and if they stay, they will only die. escaped from the fire, seeing that he was about to escape, he killed a journey halfway to bite gold, an invisible wind blade, and completely ended his life.

Thinking of him, he has completed so many tasks, and in danger, he has survived and successfully completed it. Now it's just the assassination of an eleven-year-old child, or the well-known waste, not to mention being injured by him, but also paying with his life.

Alas, the way of this world is different.

Alas, in this world, who is more aggrieved than me?

The grievances of the man in black, Feng Xueran didn't know, and he didn't have a chance to know.

Leaning against the jade stele, closing his eyes and resting for a while, after regaining some strength, Feng Xueran sat down cross-legged in front of the jade stele, "No matter what, you have to try, you can't sit still." The origin of his own life, which sounds so good, should have some special effect. Besides, wasn't he the one I relied on before?"

Feng Xueran closed his eyes, and his consciousness returned to his body with a trace of consciousness, mobilizing the transparent jade beads in his body, sliding out of the dantian and staying at the mouth of his heart.

As if sensing the danger of the wind and snow, Yuzhu unreservedly released a trace of white airflow, which slowly converged, burrowed into the wound, and slowly controlled the injury.

In front of the jade monument, Feng Xueran sat quietly cross-legged.

He didn't know that just as he adjusted the jade bead to the injured part of his heart, the jade tablet began to change.

First, the light of the jade tablet shone slightly, and gradually, the light became more and more intense.

Originally, the cultivation method of the first layer of the Proud Heaven Divine Technique engraved on it slowly disappeared.

Then, a new font appears on it.

As the jade bead slowly controlled the deterioration of the injury, the light of the jade tablet was so strong that it was impossible to look at it directly. Affected by this, Feng Xueran's heart trembled, but when he thought of what he was doing, he forcibly endured it.

When the light of the jade tablet was at its strongest, the jade bead that was repairing the injuries in the body of the wind and snow also emitted a burst of white light.

Feng Xiangtian and Lin Xin'er, who were standing beside the bed, suddenly felt that the blood from their son's wound was no longer flowing, and they hurriedly stepped forward to check.

"No more blood?" After checking the injury, Lin Xin'er exclaimed in surprise.

"That's right, there seems to be a force in Xue'er's body that is controlling the injury. Feng Xiangtian's expression was serious, "The injury has been controlled. ”

"Oh no, pull out that knife quickly, it seems to have become an obstacle. Sensing the change, Feng Xiangtian said anxiously.

With trembling hands, he grasped the hilt of the knife, but he did not dare to pull it out.

Lin Xin'er bit her lip and looked at her husband's hesitation, anxious.

Looking at his son's appearance covered in blood, and at his husband's face in a cold sweat, he stepped forward firmly, reached out and held his husband's hand holding the handle of the knife, "Let's come along, Brother Tian." Xue Ran has such a big knife stuck in his heart, it must be very painful, we ...... If you are not sure...... Save him...... Well, at least we ...... OK...... Help him free and let him ...... Suffer a little less. ”

Looking at his wife in a daze, with tears in her eyes and a desperate look on her face, Feng Xiangtian heard the sound of her heartbreak.

"Good...... Let's ...... together"

His hands were no longer trembling, his eyes were firmly fixed on his son's injury, the wind was quickly exerting force, his hand was raised, and the blade was separated from his body.

Bright red blood rain splashed everywhere, and the two did not hide, allowing their son's blood to be sprinkled on themselves.

Feng Xiangtian pulled out the knife with one hand, and with the other hand, the gentle source power flowed, attaching to his son's wound.

Feng Xiangtian concentrated all his energy, constantly probing his son's injuries and the breath on his body, and the source of power in his hands continued to enter his son's body.

Before, there was strength in Feng Xueran's body that had already controlled the injury, so when he drew the knife, a little blood was sprayed, and after that, the blood stopped flowing.

Although the heartbeat still did not return, the breathing was still there, albeit weak, but it proved the fact that Feng Xueran was still alive.

The son is still alive, which means that there is still salvation, what Lin Xin'er is most afraid of is that after pulling out the knife, the blood will not stop, and the weak breathing will be cut off. Looking at her daughter in a daze, Lin Xin'er held back tears for a long time and slowly flowed down.