"don't want,,,"

Ye Xiaofeng roared shrillly and hugged He Yushi in his arms, as if he wanted to wrap He Yushi with his tenderness.

At this moment, he could feel He Yushi's breath of life gradually dissipating.

Kakka--

Slight sounds emanated from He Yushi's body. Her body was cracked like porcelain, and a smile appeared on her absolute appearance, but this smile contained a faint sorrow.

"No, Yu Shi, I don't want you to leave me," Ye Xiaofeng cried like a child, and tears flowed down desperately.

He poured all the true energy in his body into He Yushi's body to prevent her body from cracking.

"Xiaofeng, no, don't cry," He Yushi slowly stretched out his trembling jade hand, trying to wipe the tears from Ye Xiaofeng's face, but there was no strength on his arm.

"Yes, no, I can't give you a child, the next generation will definitely be," He Yushi said with great difficulty. Halfway through just now, the breath of life on her body disappeared.

"No,,"

Ye Xiaofeng roared sadly, as if he wanted to pull He Yushi back and prevent him from leaving. A strong sense of sadness rippled in this space.

He Yushi's body seemed to be like a sand sculpture, but it actually dissipated with the wind.

At this time, the Moon God, who blocked the four pseudo-god masters' way, changed her face. She spewed out a mouthful of extremely red blood, and her slender jade hand dipped in the blood and slashed a blood-red rune in the void.

Then, she changed her mouth and recited some kind of spell. While slashing, a strange force emanated, as if with some kind of traction force. The world moved slightly, and a soul shadow condensed, and then was wrapped in the blood-colored rune.

With a thought of the moon god, the blood-colored rune was taken back into the storage ring. At the last moment, she used the forbidden technique to reunite He Yushi's soul that was about to dissipate.

"You, you are willing to lose tens of thousands of years of life," a pseudo-god realm master said in shock when the moon god spewed out a mouthful of extremely red blood.

Huhu--

Ye Xiaofeng's hair grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a blink of an eye, it reached the waist, with long hair like ink dancing wildly.

The cold wind was whistling, the ice and snow were rising, his long hair turned gray and white, and a breath that seemed like a prehistoric beast was brewing in his body. Tears were still flowing down in his eyes, a touch of sadness and anger were growing quietly in the depths.

boom--

A powerful aura that trembled in the world erupted out from Ye Xiaofeng's body. In an instant, the wind and clouds changed, as if no matter what, they could not suppress the aura of his body.

"He didn't abolish his cultivation level? I don't know what methods he used just now." In the void, a master of the Ninth Holy Realm of the Blood Shadow Clan said in surprise.

The pseudo-god realm master also looked puzzled, not knowing what was going on.

"You, you haven't abolished your cultivation?" Yin Zhiming looked at Ye Xiaofeng with a trembling voice. He originally thought that Ye Xiaofeng had been destroyed, but he did not expect that Ye Xiaofeng had not dissipated the true energy in his body.

Perhaps because of the shadow left in the heart of the Taohua Island, Yin Zhiming took two steps back directly, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

Ye Xiaofeng seemed to have not heard Yin Zhiming's words, and was still calm in that sadness.

I remember the first time I met He Yushi was on the bus. At that time, he knew that her name was He Yushi, and she was also a student of No. 1 Middle School.

The second encounter was in the hospital. He was injured and unexpectedly met this heartbreaking woman. Although he had no close friends, from when he had a trace of He Yushi's figure in his heart.

She is like a lilac, blooming in a place full of sorrow and resentment, shaking in the wind. The lonely and stubborn woman is pitiful and heartbreaking.

They were not very familiar with each other, but by surprise, they got He Yushi's body and the two became in touch with each other. The woman hated and loved him at that time, and he could feel all of this.

In the end, he got He Yushi's heart and also knew that she was a generous woman who only considered others and ignored herself.

From this point on, he kept telling himself that he would not let this woman suffer any grievances, but now, he still hasn't done it.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but think of the scene of He Yushi walking alone with an umbrella.

He couldn't help but read the song "Rain Alley". This song "Rain Alley" seemed to be written specifically for He Yu's poem.

Holding an oil paper umbrella, alone

Wandering in the long, long

The lonely rain alley,

I hope to meet

A lilac

A girl with grievances.

She has

Lilac color,

The fragrance of lilac,

The sorrow like lilac,

Sorrow in the rain,

Sorrow and hesitation;

,,,

In the sad song of the rain,

She's lost her color,

Disperse her fragrance

Dissipated, even hers

Too breath-like eyes,

Lilac melancholy.

,,,

Ye Xiaofeng's voice was hoarse, and he pronounced this song "Rain Alley" word by word. The heavy tone spreads across the world with sad and sad emotions.

This world seemed to be influenced by this poem, with dark clouds rolling, pitch black as ink, and lightning and thunder.

The figure of this pitiful woman gradually walked away in Ye Xiaofeng's mind, and in the end there was only a lilac flower swaying in the wind.

ah--

Unable to suppress the grief in his heart, Ye Xiaofeng roared to the sky, covered his face with his hands, and started crying. It was because his heart was hurting, his heart was bleeding, and his heart was crying.

Men also have tears, especially when they are sad.

"Damn, what's going on? Even I feel like crying." A master at the peak of the Ninth Level of the Saint Realm of the Blood Shadow Clan said depressedly in the depths of the void.

"Do you have tears?" Another master at the peak of the ninth level of the Holy Realm asked back.

"Although our bodies are between reality and reality, there is really a kind of sadness at this moment. I want to cry. Don't you?" asked the master at the peak of the ninth level of the Saint Realm of the Blood Shadow Clan.

The master at the peak of the ninth level of the Holy Realm did not speak.

"I feel this way too." The master of the Blood Shadow Clan's pseudo-divine realm said slowly.

"His sorrow has resonated with all things. It seems that the woman is indeed extremely important in his heart." He sighed slightly as he said that.

Click—

At this time, in the dark clouds above the nine heavens, an electric snake cut through the void, and raindrops as big as copper coins fell down, part of the rain turned into ice and snow, part of it was still raindrops.

At this time, Ye Xiaofeng's emotions stabilized, his eyes were filled with grief and anger. That emotion affected everyone's heart.

Seeing Ye Xiaofeng's eyes, Yin Zhiming unconsciously took two steps back again.

"Impossible, Impossible, your cultivation has obviously been abolished." Yin Zhiming murmured, looking very disbelief.

"Young Master, his cultivation level was indeed abolished just now, and now he is probably pretending." said a master of the pseudo-god realm.

After hearing this, Yin Zhiming, who looked panicked and scared, his eyes lit up, his face instantly ferocious, and he roared and rushed towards Ye Xiaofeng, "Go to die!"

He punched Ye Xiaofeng, trying to smash Ye Xiaofeng, but Ye Xiaofeng's eyes were still filled with those two emotions, as if he hadn't seen Yin Zhiming's punch.

When Yin Zhiming's punch was about to reach Ye Xiaofeng's body, suddenly, his body paused slightly, and with a puff, a mouthful of blood was spewed out, and the fist was completely dissipated.

"Why? Why do you hurt her?" Ye Xiaofeng's figure suddenly appeared in front of Yin Zhiming, and Ye Xiaofeng's hoarse and heavy words were heard in his ears.

"Why?"

Ye Xiaofeng repeated the sentence again.

Bang—Crack—

Ye Xiaofeng punched Yin Zhiming's nose bone. The sound of crisp bone shattering sounded, blood spurted out, and Yin Zhiming's body flew backwards and fell heavily into the snow.

"Why do you want to hurt her?" Ye Xiaofeng's voice sounded again, as if it was a robot.

Yin Zhiming's eyes were full of fear. Ye Xiaofeng took action. He already knew that Ye Xiaofeng's cultivation had not been abolished at all. The person whose cultivation was abolished actually had such strength.
Chapter completed!