"Um...what am I...what's wrong?"
The two who had just been resurrected had their heads blank, so they looked at the surrounding scenes in confusion at first, but when they saw the three headless corpses on the side, a memory burst out of their heads instantly. Only then did I recall what happened just now, and then after seeing Zifeng standing in front of me, he lowered his head in shame and said, "Boss...I...we..."
"The protection mission fails, you two must bear this responsibility! From now on, leave the imperial capital for me and practice again, and come back to see me after killing the four ghosts of the Rakshasa!"
Zifeng's words seemed very ruthless, but Green and Naha Xiu didn't think so. After looking at each other, there was a trace of firmness in their eyes, and they shouted sharply, "Yes! Got it!"
"Huh..." Seeing the firm attitude of Green and Nahasiu, Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief, and gradually put away the aura, looked at the two headless corpses that had begun to become transparent and said, "Because of the resurrection, The strength of the two of you has decreased by one level and returned to the early stage of the sixth-level ten thousand long husband. However, this time you have enough experience, and you should be able to re-train your strength in a very short period of time! Go, you two, If your strength is not at the peak of Rakshasa, you are not allowed to enter the imperial capital!"
"Yes!"
After hearing Zifeng's order, Green and Nahaxiu couldn't help sighing slightly, and walked out of the imperial capital with some heavy steps.
And when the two of them completely disappeared from his line of sight, Zi Feng focused his gaze on the only remaining Sion's corpse. After a slight sigh, he thought to himself, "How should I compete? Liu explained... if that girl knows, she will probably go crazy..."
Thinking about this, Zifeng waved his hand, and after putting Saien's body into the storage space of the King's Temple, his body turned into a pool of clear water and disappeared in place.
Zifeng didn’t conceal Saien’s death. Although she knew that she would go mad, Zifeng didn’t seem to deceive her. After returning to the medical hall, Zifeng would confess Saien’s death. The headless body was taken out.
Seleu was naturally very familiar with Saien's body. After seeing Saien's body, Sairui's pupils shrank suddenly, but it went beyond Zifeng's expectation. He didn't go mad, did not cry, no. Noisy, but his face is very calm.
This kind of result really made Zijia's brain troublesome. With her mouth open but she didn't know what to say, Zifeng could only sigh helplessly, and directed at Chelsea and Leonai on the side. With a wink, he quietly exited the room, leaving a quiet space for the father and daughter.
"Xiaofeng, is she really okay? From last night until now, she didn't sleep, eat, or drink water..."
In the afternoon, Zifeng, Leo Nai and Chelsea were standing in front of Seleu’s door, with deep worries on their faces. Hearing Leo Nai’s words, Zi Feng shook her head weakly, his face With a wry smile, he said, "How could it be okay? If this goes on, I'm afraid that girl will faint in a few days..."
Although Seleu is a big competitor for Leone and Chelsea (as for the competition, everyone knows what to do), but after all they have been together for such a long time, it should be said that they have no feelings. , Naturally it is impossible, so after hearing what Zifeng said, Chelsea couldn't help showing a trace of anxiety, and said quickly, "Bad, then don't you try to persuade her, she now only listens to you. NS!"
"I...I don't know what to say."
Not only did Chelsea's words make Zifeng's face bitter, and he said with aggrieved expression, but when he said his words, Leo Nai's eyes were rolled.
"What should I say? You should let me in now!" Leo Nai pushed open the door abruptly, pushed the unexpected purple wind into the room, and then closed the room.
Of course, Zi Feng made a lot of noise when he entered the room, but Sai Liu in the room didn't seem to hear him. He still looked at Sai En's corpse with a dull face, without even turning his head.
In Zifeng's eyes, Sai Liu completely lost his former vivacity and perseverance at this time, like a puppet who lost his soul. Such Sai Liu made Zi Feng feel distressed. After frowning, he said aloud, " Seleu, it's me..."
Hearing Zifeng's voice, Seleu only moved his ears, but still did not make any movements, nor did he respond to Zifeng's words.
Seeing Sai Liu who hardly had any reaction, Zi Feng's face was helpless, and continued, "I'm sorry... Sai Liu, Brother Zi Feng didn't arrive in time to save your father..."
"No... don't blame you, Brother Zifeng is not wrong..."
Perhaps it was because of not speaking for too long, Sai Liu's voice was a little hoarse, but it was indeed exceptionally flat, so that Zi Feng could not hear any emotion contained in it, but even so, Zi Feng's face was still not exposed. A hint of joy, after all, willing to reply, this is the hope of improvement. If there is no response as before, that will make Zi Jia feel distressed.
Slowly walked in front of Zifeng, completely blocked Sailiu’s vision, then swept her into her arms and whispered, “Sailiu...I know you are uncomfortable now. If it is uncomfortable, Just cry out loud, it's okay..."
Zifeng's words seemed to contain magical power. After hearing Zifeng's words, Sai Liu couldn't help but shed a trace of tears in his blood-red eyes like rabbit eyes, and began to choke in a low voice.
"Dad...Dad, he...he is dead. From now on, there will be only one person in Sai Liu..."
At this time, Sai Liu continued to vent the pain in his heart in Zi Feng's arms, and tears flowed out like a dam bursting, and soon Zi Feng xiong. Most of the former clothes were wet, and all Zifeng could do now was to give her a warm embrace and let her vent.
Gradually, it may be that Saien’s death has caused too much mental shock to Sai Liu, or it may be that her body cannot bear it because she has not slept all night, but she just cried for less than a quarter of an hour before she was in Zifeng. She fainted in her arms, but even if she was in a coma, she still frowned unconsciously, holding Zifeng's sleeves firmly in her hands, obviously panicking something.