-- Those who have gone through despair and pain will only get stronger!

"I have no relatives anymore, never again! Father, mother, how can you bear to leave me alone! How can you bear it!"

Feng Lang's hoarse voice kept chattering, making the Jianfeng Elder on the side feel painful, and said in a trembling voice: "Lei'er, Xueru, it was because the master failed to protect you that you both left, but don't worry, as long as I still have a breath, I will never let your son be hurt in the slightest!

Holding Feng Langxing, who was paralyzed on the ground, in his arms, he said: "Langxing, from today onwards, you will go to Lingjian Mountain with your master, and I will take good care of you." ”

Feng Langxing knew that Elder Jianfeng was his father's master, so he immediately threw himself into his arms and cried, "Master, Lang Xing no longer has any relatives, Lang Xing has become an orphan!"

Elder Jianfeng's kind face looked at the child who was less than fifteen years old in his arms, he was suffering the greatest cry in the world at this time, and an old man's heart was even more pity, although it was the first time he saw it, it was like his own grandson.

"Lang Xing, good boy, you will not be alone, from today onwards Shigong is your relative. ”

Zhou Jiang, who was belated, looked at Feng Lei and Lin Xueru lying together in front of him, he didn't even dare to say anything at this time, he was afraid of facing Feng Langxing, and he didn't dare to face his heart, although Feng Lei handed over Feng Langxing and his sister-in-law to his own care, but he couldn't face the arrogance with Feng Lei became the pain of his life, and now even his sister-in-law couldn't protect it, and he couldn't forgive himself.

Kneeling in front of Feng Lei and Lin Xueru's corpses, he buried his head on the ground and wept bitterly, his hands were deeply grasped into the ground because of the cry, and the whole hand was covered with blood.

Elder Jianfeng looked at the two of them who were crying so bitterly, and said slowly, "Zhou Jiang, Langxing, don't be sad, although Lei'er and Xueru didn't live long, they can be together forever when they die, and when they settle down, you can go to Spirit Sword Mountain with me!"

Feng Langxing and Zhou Jiang temporarily let go of their grief and brought Feng Lei and Lin Xueru back to Heyang City.

Half a day later, Zhou Yun and Fang Wuxiang hurriedly returned to Heyang City, but what they saw was the Susu all over the inside and outside of the mansion, and the constant crying inside and outside the mansion.

I saw the mourning hall in the hall, and the huge two coffins, and a white gauze kneeling in front of the spirit and not listening to the burning paper, the expressionless wind and waves, the most eye-catching thing was the two names on the two spirit cards, and immediately the tears turned, and the legs that had just entered the door were like no support, and they knelt down with a plop, and their hazy eyes asked why, although there was no earth-shattering cry, the cry in my heart was piercing.

There was such a cry five years ago, when the wind and waves fell into the abyss, and now they are the wind and thunder couple who treat themselves as if they were their own.

hugged Zhou Jiang tightly, and kept reading, "Father, you told me that these are not true, mother, she will not leave us alone, will not ......"

Fang Wuxiang, who came back with Zhou Yun, knelt beside Feng Langxing, and said to the mourning hall: "Uncle Feng, madam, the junior Fang Wuxiang is here to kowtow to you, Lang Xing treats me like a brother, and please let Feng Lang Xing continue to cheer up in the spirit of the sky." ”

Then he kowtowed three times and said to Feng Langxing, who was expressionless and dumb-eyed beside him: "Langxing, although I can't understand the pain in your heart now, and I can't do anything, but I know that your parents won't want to see you now. ”

Feng Langxing turned his head and looked at Fang Wuxiang, didn't say anything, still looking at his parents' spiritual position sluggishly.

......

Zhou Yun also came to Feng Langxing's side and knelt down quietly, and the pain of Feng Lang Xing at this time was only something she could personally experience.

For the whole night, Feng Langxing and Zhou Yun did not get up.

It wasn't until the next day that Elder Jianfeng asked Feng Lei and Lin Xueru where they were buried, and Feng Langxing stood up with difficulty and said, "Father and mother left at Qinxin Lake, just let them be there!"

Hundreds of funeral processions transported the coffins of Feng Lei and Lin Xueru to Qinxin Lake, and the wind and waves slowly put the two coffins together, and a large amount of Qinxin Lake water wrapped the two coffins, and the cold ice instantly froze.

Feng Lang Xing supported his tired body, and slowly sank the cold ice wrapped in the two coffins to the bottom of the vast Qinxin Lake, and under the middle of the lake, Feng Thunder and Lin Xueru built an ice cave, put the whole ice coffin into it, and sealed the hole with the cold and ice qi, so that his body slowly surfaced, maybe this was the last thing he could do to raise himself.

There is a saying: On the bank of the Lethe River, rest with Jun Chang, in the mud, and Jun Fa are entangled.

There is no expression of the heart, only a wisp of the soul.

A furnace is lit, and dry bones give birth to mandalas.

Feng Langxing lay quietly on the lake for a day and a night, recalling the bits and pieces with his parents, from his father guiding his cultivation for the first time to returning from the wasteland, and then to going to the vast forest despite his father's opposition, however, when he realized that he wanted to accompany them more, he didn't want to let them live a good life for a few days, and they had already left him, Feng Lang Xing couldn't calm down for a long time, he couldn't forget his father's hatred, he couldn't forget his mother's sigh of looking up to the sky, and he couldn't forget his helplessness in the face of his relatives leaving, there were too many things that he couldn't forget, and an unprecedented sense of powerlessness made him almost collapse, The inner entanglement made him unable to see the world clearly, no one can save himself, there is only one person in the dim world, there is no end to the darkness, and he doesn't even know why he wants to continue walking, what supports him to go on.

It wasn't until the first rays of sunlight of the second day illuminated the entire dim world that Feng Langxing slowly woke up from the dim and boundless nightmare.

"I've been able to get this far, because I'm still alive, and keep going, because I still have hope!"

The sound of Feng Lang Xing was like a beam of light that illuminated the whole world, and the dim and boundless nightmare was slowly illuminated, revealing his true face, Feng Lang Xing said: "Although I have no parents to accompany me all the time, their hopes have always been pinned on me, and there are still people worthy of my protection." Suddenly, Zhou Yun, Zhou Jiang, Jian Feng Shigong, and Fang Wuxiang appeared in the world of Feng Lang Xing, only his parents, these people who gave him support in his most difficult time.

Suddenly, the body of the wind and waves seemed to be blessed by a magical force, the vast ice qi in the body extended wildly in all directions, and the vast Qinxin Lake with the extension of the cold air, an Iceland quietly emerged in the center of the lake, and the pale blue wind and waves like ice stood quietly above Iceland, but they did not expect that after a night of spiritual entanglement, they would make a breakthrough in the harvest of the wind and waves in the Qiqiao ice pool in one fell swoop, and the cold ice sword path reached the point of Xiaocheng so quickly.