Chapter Thirty Heartbroken
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"Senior Brother..." Feng Ziyan, accompanied by Zheng Zizhou, arrived in front of the Xunfeng Peak Hall. Dongfang Shenyong and other five senior brothers were already waiting there anxiously.
"Little junior sister is back!" Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this and rushed forward.
"How's it going? Where's Zino? Has the master rescued him?" Dongfang Shenyong asked extremely nervously when he saw Feng Ziyan's pear flowers and rain and Zheng Zizhou's face looking very ugly.
"Both Zinuo and Uncle Shi... were killed." Zheng Zizhou glanced at Feng Ziyan, who was crying, and replied sadly.
"What?" Hearing this, the five brothers all felt the ground shaking, their heads were dizzy, and they shouted in unison.
"My younger brother was attacked by evildoers while rescuing Uncle Feng, and both of them were killed." Zheng Zizhou added again.
"Zizhou, what did you just say? Ziyan, where is your father?" Just when everyone was stunned on the spot, Yurong rushed out and asked with a sad face.
"Mother..." Feng Ziyan saw her mother's face was pale and she was a little unsteady, as if she had suddenly aged dozens of years. She immediately rushed over and hugged Yurong tightly and started crying.
"Don't cry, don't cry... where is your father?" Yu Rong felt a sudden chill in his heart and asked softly, patting Feng Ziyan's back.
"Mom...my dad, my dad was killed by bad guys, and Zino died too. Wuwu..." Feng Ziyan cried bitterly.
"Dead..." Yu Rong was spinning for a while, and almost fell to the ground on the spot. Feng Ziyan hurriedly hugged Yu Rong tightly and shouted worriedly, "Mother... mother..."
"Zi Yan, tell mother, tell mother quickly, your father is still imprisoned in Qiantian Peak, and Zinuo hasn't gone to rescue them yet, right?" After standing there for a while, Yurong asked in disbelief.
"Master's wife..." Dongfang Shenyong took the lead, and everyone knelt down to Yurong, with tears streaming down their faces.
"Hey, you guys come in quickly, there's a group of people coming down the mountain, they shouldn't be good people." Xuanyuan suddenly appeared in front of everyone and said.
"Uncle, fellow seniors, let's enter Xuanyuan Realm first and then talk." Zheng Zizhou called.
"Okay, mother, please follow me into Xuanyuan Realm. Dad and Zino are still waiting for us there." Feng Ziyan wiped her tears and hugged Yu Rong tightly and said.
"Well..." Yu Rong nodded, his eyes dull and expressionless as he walked towards Xuanyuan Realm. Dongfang Shenyong and others also shed tears and followed Yu Rong.
In the blink of an eye, everyone entered Xuanyuan Realm and saw Feng Qingyun and Zheng Zinuo lying on the ground, as if they were asleep. Xiao Waner knelt down next to Zheng Zinuo and cried softly.
"Qingyun..." When Yurong saw Feng Qingyun's body, she was shaken violently and fainted on the spot. Feng Ziyan hurriedly held her body and cried loudly. After a while, Yurong slowly opened her eyes.
With red eyes, he rushed towards Feng Qingyun.
"Qingyun, are you asleep?" Yurong burst into tears. He glanced at Zheng Zinuo, who was also lying on the ground, and said, "Zi Nuo didn't expect you to be as sleepy as your master. It's getting late.
It’s time to get up and practice..."
"mother……"
"master……"
"Junior brother..."
Everyone knelt down beside Feng Qingyun and Zheng Zinuo and shed tears silently.
"Shh... don't make any noise. Your master and junior brother are both asleep. Don't disturb them. Just go away and go." Yu Rong said.
"Mom... don't scare me." Feng Ziyan's already pale face became even more ugly when she saw this, and she cried.
"Master's wife..." Dongfang Shenyong and others shouted sadly.
"What? Didn't you even listen to the words of the master's wife?" Yurong turned his head, his eyes were red but without tears, and asked everyone.
"Master, we don't dare." Dongfang Shenyong wiped his tears and choked, "It's just that we want to accompany the master and junior brother."
"Accompany them? Haha..." Yu Rong suddenly smiled, glanced at everyone, and his expression slowly softened. He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly a sad look appeared on his face and said: "Do you know that your master
How many years have you been married to me?"
Everyone's hearts were shocked, and they vaguely felt that Master's wife's words seemed to contain deep sorrow and sorrow. However, although they knew this, they did not know how to comfort them. At that moment, they were worried, but they could only whisper: "Disciple
I don’t know.”
Yu Rong smiled, turned around, slowly sat down next to Feng Qingyun, and whispered: "Actually, it's not just you who don't know, even I myself have forgotten that during these years in the mountains, he and I
The two of us spending time together is enough for me, but how can I think about how many days have passed? He always laughs at my stupidity and says that if we fail in martial arts in the future, it will be difficult for us to reach the realm of martial gods and fall into reincarnation again.
At the moment of separation between life and death, I don’t know what the situation will be like.”
Her voice gradually became lower and she said: "I asked him that day what he wanted, and he said that he had nothing else to ask for. If he left before me, the martial arts practitioners would not want a grand burial, and even a coffin would be fine.
No, come naturally, go naturally..."
Before she finished speaking, she burst into tears quietly.
Everyone gritted their teeth, trembled slightly, felt sad, and kept sobbing.
Yurong stared at Feng Qingyun for a long time, then suddenly waved his hand and said: "You guys, please step back and come back in half an hour!"
Everyone was surprised, hesitated a little, and shouted: "Master's wife..."
Yurong's face turned cold when he heard this and asked, "What?"
Everyone was slightly startled, it was rare to see Yu Rong with such a cold face, and everyone knew that it was because the master's wife was too sad.
"Let's retreat and leave her alone," Zheng Zizhou said.
"Elder brother, all of you, please go down, I will stay with mother and father here..." Feng Ziyan sobbed.
"Okay." Dongfang Shenyong and others nodded and said, "No matter what, Master Wife, please show your condolences."
Yu Rong smiled, nodded and waved: "Go, Zi Yan, you can go too, I have something to tell your father in private. It's not convenient for you to be here."
Feng Ziyan was startled when she heard this. Although she felt that the words sounded very inappropriate, she still did not dare to disobey her mother's wishes now. She nodded and said: "Mom, don't be too sad. We will definitely hold the grudge against our father and junior brother."
It will be reported. Now we are the only two left, mother and daughter. Mom must take good care of herself."
"Hmm..." Yu Rong nodded, but he didn't dare to look at Feng Ziyan. He raised his head and glanced at Zheng Zizhou, nodded to him and said, "Zizhou takes Zi Yan down and takes good care of her."
"Uncle, please don't worry, I will do it." Zheng Zizhou bowed and replied, but he always felt that there was something in Yu Rong's words, so he didn't say much and pulled Feng Ziyan away and walked away.
"Hey... human beings are separated from each other by life and death!" Xuanyuan felt sad when he saw such a scene. He waved his hand and summoned Zheng Zinuo's body and then said to the sword spirit, "It's almost time, I have done everything that needs to be done.
Chapter completed!