Jing Sanchai was completely stunned and murmured in disbelief: "...Old brother?"

Feng Rugu no longer looked at everyone below, and used all his strength to stop the meridians of the whole body by reversed. The qi was gone, and the pale skin also showed a faint golden color, which made his always-on eyebrows and eyes look gentle and solemn.

The meridians all over his body were gradually melted by the golden spiritual power that surging like a sea.

If you don't die, the Taoist sect will always pursue it.

If you don't die, your senior brother will collect souls.

If he doesn't die, Tang Daoke will come to take advantage of him.

...Then, for Feng Rugu, who has always been crazy, everything is very simple.

Just let Feng Rugu die.

Just at this moment, it arrived like a sword.

Seeing his foster father's long clothes fluttering backwards, his expression was frightened and painful, and a thread of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth. Feng Rugu's body was filled with a strange aura, and he smiled on his face, looking quite relaxed and at ease.

...It's just a difference in thought.

It was like walking on the wind and forming a gang step, turning to Chang Boning, and in the thousands of surging spiritual currents, they first supported the adoptive father's back and protected his heart.

Because of the excessive force, the cut wound on his wrist burst out bleeding again, staining the cuffs of the platinum monk robe.

At this moment, in Feng Rugu's eyes, the scenery of heaven and earth began to flash.

The world is a mirror, clearly reflecting the righteousness that protects Chang Boning.

He looked at the figure and looked at it, his heart stinging.

He thought in a daze, why did the silly child come at this time?

While landing with Chang Boning, Chang Boning staggered two steps and shouted with a hoarse crying and pain: "As it is!!"

Ruyi's right hand finger holding his back suddenly shrank.

The heartbeat that had tied him for ten years suddenly stopped.

...Chang Boning's heart was clearly still within a distance of his palm, jumping softly and forcefully.

Ruyi gently called: "Yi..."

He seemed to realize something, and his chest felt like a blunt weapon suddenly had a big hole.

Ru's body shook slightly, looking at Haoran Pavilion, facing Feng Ruyuan's eyes.

Feng Rugu turned his knees slowly kneeled down in his direction.

His two swords seemed to have sensed something, and both flew away from the sheath, stabbed into the dust three inches, supporting Feng Rugu's chest.

Wansu's "Today" was burned by demonic flames and her whole body was pitch black; the "Yesterday" of snail green cut into a broken sword from it, with only half of the remaining blade,

After the "remaining world", these two swords were no longer out of sheath and were not maintained. Because of the use of the sword, they had no interest in seeing the light of the sky again, just like their masters.

Today, it seemed that they realized that their master's life was approaching, and they finally developed the last line of spiritual consciousness, snuggled with him, giving him some final support.

The meridians are broken, and the five heavens and humans are in decline. The seal is still as if the crown is cracked. With a sound, it falls to the ground, and the messy hair is blown away by the mountain wind.

He looked at Ruyi through his hurrying hair, his eyes clear, as if he saw a lively little Hongchen running towards Fengling Mountain.

He held his hand and entered the "still water flowed deep".

There are only two of them in the world, and there is no one else.

Like a thin blood thread in the heart strapped on the tip of a tail finger, flying away with the wind.

Ruyi was panicked for a moment and stretched out her other hand to grab the unattainable thing, but she saw that the blood in her heart merged into Feng Ruyuan's heart and merged with him again.

His hand was still pressing against Chang Boning's back, and the temperature was lost bit by bit. Numbness spread from his little finger, sweeping over his entire body and heart.

...No, no longer have heart.

Feng Rugu faced thousands of silenced fellow men, knelt down quietly and rested quietly.

He looked up at the sky.

The sky was burned by the magnificent morning glow, and it was dazzling. The bright Chang Geng Star before dawn had long been taken away from its light and only maintained a little whiteness.

Feng Rugu looked at the pale white spot until it disappeared completely.

The light in his eyes faded, far away, and ended.
Chapter completed!