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(Today, I actually saw a certain strong person in the book review section saying that Feng Yao might have seen another man after waking up.) WWW. q. F * ck, you can even think of such a scenario, you're simply forcing me, a high quality, high quality, and high character to curse!)

The firefly like golden starlight quickly dispersed as if it was an illusion. It took away Xuanyuan Wan'er's aura.

With a dull thud, Feng Xiao knelt on the ground, looking ahead with empty eyes, both of his hands still holding onto her from before, not willing to believe that she had left him just like that.

An ancient heavy sword dropped from the sky, and with a "clang" sound, it stabbed into the ground in front of Feng Xiao. At this moment, Xuanyuan had already lost that layer of golden light that emitted the aura of a king, and instead became a bronze color. The runes on the sword hilt and sword had also become blurry, just like when Feng Xiao first saw Xuanyuan. Only, back then, it had lost all of its power because of the seven seals sealing it completely, and now, it had lost all of its power.

The Profound Sky Sword that had been drained of all of its power was sealed with the Xuanyuan Sword. The Profound Sky Sword that had its divine power completely sucked out was sealed with the Xuanyuan Sword that could not be repaired in any way. Effect: Attack + 1

The Xuan-Yuan Sword, once one of the ten great divine artifacts of the Eastern Ancient Era, which had the title of "Strongest Power", had now completely turned into a piece of scrap metal.

Feng Xiao extended both of his trembling hands and gently pulled it out from the ground. His hands were cold and heavy, but he did not have the Ruler's Qi that would cause others to want to submit to his sword. His five fingers slowly slashed across the sword's body, as though he was caressing a sleeping baby.

Another teardrop fell, falling on Xuanyuan Sword's body that had lost all its light.

Wan-Er left... He would no longer be able to sense her existence in the future, no longer see her immortal shadow, and no longer hear her "Big Brother Feng", which seemed to never get tired of.

Previously, he didn't know what tears were, but he did not know when it started, but he slowly realized how fragile he was. Yao'er left. His heart was filled with grief and he was unable to face that bone-piercing pain. Hence, he escaped, closing off his consciousness, causing countless people to break down in tears for him. Now that Xuanyuan Wan'er had left, he once again shed tears — he had actually always been so weak, so strong before only because no one had pulled the string in his heart.

"I should have known. "I should have known that Wan'er would give up everything for me. If it was so simple, then she would have told me the moment Yao'er left. How could she have waited until today …"

As if his soul had left his body, he muttered under his breath. Deep pain and self-blame wracked his nerves.

Wan-Er just left, just to make him return to his original self.

The area around the array was covered with a thick layer of golden light, causing Feng Xiao to be unable to see everything clearly. He could vaguely make out that the array was in the shape of a four legged cauldron, with the golden light surrounding the center of the array.

However, it still had the ability to activate the Nuwa Stone's "Life Recovery Formation", and was only barely able to activate the "Life Recovery Formation", which caused it to become far more cruel and severe than the one that was normally used.

Feng Xiao's eyes were still a little empty. He carefully held up that ball of golden light, and a familiar aura came from his palm to his heart, causing his expression to become even more painful. This was Xuan Yuan's full strength, exchanged with Wan'er's existence, it represented the only hope for Yao'er to be revived.

However, the ecstasy he felt earlier had completely changed.

"Wan-Er..." How do you expect me to repay this favor … "

The sorrowful voice faded in the wind, bringing with it a sense of desolation.

The "Disappearing Array" was sent into the Demon Refining Pot by him. It was a physical formation formed by the power of Xuan Yuan. Unless it was used, it would never dissipate.

The air seemed to become oppressive, and the flow of air seemed to become oppressive and slow. The wind gradually stopped whistling. As the golden light completely dissipated, the white wolves that had been enjoying the show also withdrew their gazes and continued to wander around in boredom. The only thing that didn't change was the man who was kneeling on the ground, his soul completely out of his body.

Wan-Er's departure was like a sword stabbing into his heart. It made his heart hurt. It also made him feel pain and sobriety. His memories kept changing in a mess.

Wan-Er had left just like that to wake her up. She was filled with love, satisfaction, regret and reluctance.

[I am the one who killed Wan-Er... Feng Xiao painfully closed her eyes. She followed him, accompanied him, and continued to silently sacrifice herself until everything she did became a habit – until she gave up everything, and erased her own existence.

Half a year ago, Yao'er had left him, and his world had completely collapsed. Thus, he escaped from the pain, closing his mind in pain, falling into the path of the Shura, causing his soul to become deathly still, killing and ruthlessly wiping away his sorrows — yes, he was free now, and not only did he no longer feel any pain, he instead enjoyed the slaughter pleasure that belonged only to the Shura.

During the six months he was unconscious, information from the outside world was still transmitted into his mind through his own voice. It was carved into his brain, and at this moment, he could clearly recall everything he heard during that period of time.

Shui Ruo Rou, as her name implied, had always been a weak and delicate girl. She always loved to cry, would cry in his arms when she was happy, and mournfully cry in his arms when she was sad. But during that half year, she rarely cried. He didn't know how many times he had heard her desperately suppress her tears and say to him, "Rou Rou will definitely listen to big sister Xi Ruo's words. She definitely won't cry because Rou Rou will still cook for young master, bathe, change clothes, cut off young master's hair, and wait for young master to wake up quickly …"

Every day, she would spend the longest time with him. She would hold a pair of scissors in her hand and fix his completely white hair one by one as she mumbled to herself, "Young Master, Rou Rou prefers it that you have a long hair. How about that? Before Young Master wakes up, you have a long hair, okay …"

In front of others, Duanmu Yi was as cold and arrogant as ever. She was even indifferent towards outsiders. Even during that half a year, she was as calm as ever without much emotion. But only Feng Xiao knew that when the other girls weren't around, she would put her head against his almost cold chest, rub his face, and whisper, "Wake up, okay? I can make a lot of food, I can wash clothes, I can clean up my room. It will also serve my man well. Wake up, and I'll be your best, most obedient, and not get jealous, okay? "

She had already forgotten that she was once the eldest daughter of the Duanmu family. Her heart and body were tightly tied to his — even though he had selfishly dumped all his sorrows on them for Yao'er.

Yang Xiruo, who was originally weak and dependent on him for everything, had completely changed. She had lost her support, and even for him, she did not fall down. Furthermore, she completely retracted her fragile side, and temporarily took on the role of the master of the house. If it hadn't been for her, Rou Rou and Yi would have already collapsed. Her heart-wrenching murmurs resounded in his ears countless times. Only in front of him would she be so weak and unscrupulous.

Baby, she had to learn, she had to accompany her mother, but every day, she would take a long drive to see him, because to her, there was nothing more important than him in this world. At first, she would always cry, but later, she would stop crying. Instead, she would hold his hand every day and earnestly tell him about her good behavior and her progress, using her still young and tender hands to transmit her heart to him.

Because mother said, brother will definitely come back, so do not cry.

During that half a year, he had clearly felt Chen Bing'er's presence every day. When she was by his side, she never spoke. She only used her cold body to convey her infatuation and desire. Although his body was cold, his eyes were warm enough to melt any ice. In order to protect his and the other girls' safety, she rarely left him aside from entering the "Reincarnation" world, and she didn't even return to her original home that often. This was because she had sworn that as long as she was there, she would never let him suffer even the slightest bit of harm.

She had only seen Xiao Tong once in half a year. That time, she had pinched his ear with her sharp nails and viciously said, "Elder sister is tired to the point that she doesn't even want her life for you, yet you are sleeping here every day. When you wake up, I will definitely not let you off."

In front of him, she was still that frightening woman from the Xiao family. However, as her voice sounded, what were those warm droplets of water that were constantly falling on his face …

And that Xiao Tian who swore to follow him forever. Yao'er's death was bound to cause him to bear a heart-wrenching pain, and at the same time, he also had to bear an untold amount of pressure. Every single one of them was enough to easily crush an ordinary person, but he would just silently carry them on his back like this. He had never complained to anyone before, and never once thought of letting anyone share his burden, because he did not dare, and could not afford to be careless.

For the past half year, every single one of them had suppressed their bitterness and faced every single day with a comforting side. For so long, not a single one of them had fallen … Because once they fell, no one would be able to take care of him or protect him. No one would be able to bathe or feed him … And the uninterrupted call.

In an instant, he once again burst into tears.

They were all so tough. They just chose to run away and fall down. They woke up after Wan-Er had given up her life.

Just who did he have to face?

His heart ached more and more, until it became numb from the pain. He looked at the ground, and suddenly let out a sorrowful laugh like a madman …

What used to be strong was just a fragile outer garment. After peeling it off, it revealed weakness and selfishness. He woke up, laughing at himself in pain. He finally understood why people always liked to laugh despondently after receiving such a huge shock. Because it was a taunt and realization of fate, of oneself.

After he finished laughing, he quietly knelt there like a stone statue. From head to toe, only his white hair danced lightly in the wind, exuding a faint sadness.

Grief was something that allowed a person to quickly mature, but even more so, required an even greater amount of grief.

After an unknown period of time, he finally lowered his head and slowly stood up. As he stood up, a drop of water fell to the ground.

"This is my life … The last tear. "

He raised his head and looked at the sky. There was no longer any trace of water on his face, nor was there any trace of sadness or confusion. After venting, he found his own path.

The already bronze colored Xuanyuan Wentian appeared in his hands. He silently looked at it as a warm smile suddenly appeared on his face and he gently said, "Wan'er, wait for me … No matter how hard it is, I'll bring you back. I said that no one can take you away from me — no one! "

After enjoying the wind here with his eyes closed, he calmly glanced at his surroundings and left the 'Reincarnation' world.

The way he left was still to log off like an order. From start to finish, he had no time to recall that he had actually already entered the world of rebirth.

(A serious reminder!) In the next chapter, there was still the next chapter. He had to open his eyes and read it carefully, and it was best not to miss a single word. Because in just two short chapters, he had already filled up countless huge holes — — Note, it was a huge pit! If you feel like you are unable to make head or tail of it after reading it, then you should immediately start from the first chapter and review the entire text.

(Outside of the sim!) The General Assembly had begun, with a limit of 7,000 points! Slogan: Asura's Might!)

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