250 Waiting for rebirth~ so many gold medals! Desperate rhythm
By the time Chongming Shangxian and Xi Mo returned to that place, Feng Teng's face had become paler, but he still held on. No matter what, he couldn't let anything happen to Fusang.
"Here he comes, he's here, he's saved!" Xi Mo ran to the front of Chongming Shangxian excitedly.
Leisurely turned around and saw Chongming Immortal, she was simply overjoyed.
"Exalted Immortal!"
"Fairy Youran, long time no see!" Chongming nodded slightly.
Epiphyllum Fairy Youran is also a person who attaches great importance to love and justice. Back then she disobeyed the order of heaven and was sealed by the Holy Mother. Today, she was rescued by Fusang by chance. This is indeed a kind of chance.
Feng Teng glanced at Immortal Chongming with the corner of his eye,
"Old Master Chongming, what are you doing here?"
"Xiao Xian is here to help you survive this disaster." Immortal Chong Ming still smiled very calmly.
"Shangxian, please save him quickly, save him!" Seeing Feng Teng getting weaker and weaker, Fusang shouted pleadingly.
"Miss Hai, Xiaoxian should do her best."
Huan Ye and Huo Kui exchanged glances. The Dragon King had such a strong self-esteem and broke away from the immortal world back then. Now it was a bit mysterious for him to be favored by the Chongming Immortal whom he was most dissatisfied with.
As expected,
"Old Master Chongming, I can handle this matter by myself, you don't need to take action!"
"Little Yang, say it again, say it again if you have the ability!" Fusang glared at Feng Teng fiercely. Even she could feel the crisis of the current situation. Why could Feng Teng be so understated? Could he really risk his own life?
Don’t want them all?
"Woman, put away your tears!" Fusang's eyes were already red, and tears kept rolling in her eyes. As long as Feng Teng didn't go her way, the tears would fall down immediately.
"What should I do if you die?" Fusang immediately shed tears in a very shameless manner.
"Don't cry!" With his free hand, he grabbed Fusang and roughly wiped the tears on Fusang's face.
"I, the Dragon King, am immortal. If you shed a little blood like this, you want me to die. Woman, you underestimate me!"
The Chongming Immortal raised his lips,
"Dragon King, this matter is big or small. You are indeed immortal, but Miss Hai is not!"
Chongming's words made Feng Teng tremble immediately.
"Dragon King, this disaster for you will create Fusang's eternal life, but you will have to suffer the pain of rebirth. Are you willing?" Immortal Chongming stared at the Dragon King closely, without speaking, but there was a sound of abdominal noises reaching Feng Teng.
ear.
"Old Taoist, you have to keep your word!" Feng Teng looked back at Zhong Ming.
Chongming nodded.
"Okay, I won't argue with you. You can do whatever you want!" Feng Teng suddenly said.
Then, with a sudden force, he pushed all the energy left in his body towards Fusang.
"Hmm~" This wave of powerful energy made Fusang groan.
The energy in his body was losing little by little, but Feng Teng didn't feel any discomfort. He stared at Fusang with a smile on his face.
"Woman, please remember to wait for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Teng spurted out a mouthful of blood, all of which was sprinkled on Fusang's plain white skirt, and blood lotus blossoms instantly unfolded.
"Feng Teng~ Feng Teng!" Fusang was so frightened that he almost lost his wits. He instinctively reached out to Feng Teng with both hands.
Feng Teng, who had completely lost his support, leaned on Fusang, and blood continued to flow from his mouth.
"Shangxian, please save him, save him!" Fusang hugged Feng Teng with trembling hands, and Fusang burst into tears, falling on Feng Teng's cheek drop by drop, diluting the bright red dragon's blood.
Feng Teng was bleeding, and Fusang's heart was bleeding, and the blood beads filled the entire atrium.
Chongming didn't say anything, just looked at Feng Teng calmly.
"Shangxian, please save the Dragon King!" Xi Mo also begged Chongming at the same time.
Why is this happening? Didn’t Master Chongming come here to save the Dragon King? Didn’t he come here to solve this disaster?
Youran is also anxious,
"Shang Chongming, God has the virtue of a good life. The Dragon King also made a lot of contributions to the heaven in the past. We should not treat him like this, both emotionally and rationally!"
"Old Taoist, you are not welcome in the Dragon Palace!" Huanye shouted sharply and started to attack Chongming.
Chongming followed Huanye's moves with ease, his eyes continuing to stay on Feng Teng's face.
"Woman, don't cry." Feng Teng coughed a few times.
Although he could indeed feel the loss of energy, and even the inner alchemy began to gradually dim, he did not feel pain, but felt very relaxed.
"I don't want you to die, I don't want you to die!"
Why, she thought she was dead, but she was saved by Feng Teng. After being saved by Feng Teng, why did she let death transfer to Feng Teng? No, she would rather die by herself than Feng Teng had not saved her.
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The tears became more and more fierce, bursting in front of Feng Teng.
"Woman, wait for me, I will be back!" Feng Teng raised his hand, wanting to touch Fusang's face, but found that he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, and fell down halfway.
After evading Huanye with one move, Chongming rushed to Feng Teng,
"Dragon King, Xiaoxian keeps his word!"
Just when Feng Teng closed his eyes and took his last breath, Chongming suddenly had a white glass bottle in his hand and handed it to Feng Teng's mouth, catching the last drop of blood flowing out of Feng Teng's mouth.
"Miss Hai, can you move down?" Chongming nodded towards Fusang and said.
Fusang, whose eyes were filled with tears, could not hear any words at all now. She only felt that the whole world was quiet, no, it should be dead silent.
"Feng Teng, Feng Teng~" Fusang gently slapped Feng Teng's handsome face and shouted in a choked voice without any response.
Her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe anymore.
When he died in front of Feng Teng, did his heart hurt as much as his own?
Fusang's vision went dark and he completely lost consciousness. Before he fainted, the nervous and urgent shouts of everyone rang in his ears.
"Woman, don't cry, wait for me to come back!" In his sleep, Fusang seemed to hear Feng Teng repeating these words from a distance.
"Feng Teng~" He suddenly woke up, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat. As soon as he opened his eyes, he jumped out of the bed and rushed out of the door.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I found everyone sitting in the yard, seemingly nothing happened, and they were even talking and laughing.
"Why are you sitting here? Where is Feng Teng? Where is Feng Teng?" Fusang grabbed Huo Kui and asked.
"Dragon King? Oh, the Dragon King was taken away by Immortal Chongming!"
"Take it away, take it away~" Fusang couldn't help but let go of his hand and muttered to himself.
Was it because he was already dead that Chongming Immortal took Feng Teng away?
"Fusang, don't be too sad, it's okay." Youran came up and patted Fusang's shoulder, comforting her.
"Fusang, it's really okay." Xi Mo did the same, and came up with a word of comfort.
"It's okay, it's okay~" Then came Huan Ye, Su Zhu, and Long Tianhao, and everyone said "It's okay" when they came up.
Fusang looked at these people in shock,
"Stop telling me it's okay and tell me what happened!"