Chapter 634 : A man does not flick his tears lightly
Luo Qixi turned around and put the necklace into his hand. ()
Are you used to wearing that necklace?
So now that I don't have it, I suddenly feel empty in my heart.
Di Fengyu held the necklace in his hand tightly, and the sharp corner of the dragon scale pierced deeply into his palm.
But how can such pain compare to the pain in my heart?[
The necklace still carries the residual warmth of her body.
Seeing Luo Qixi's eyes falling on his bun, he smiled bitterly and said in a hoarse voice, "You have given this to me. Even if you want to take it back, I will not give it back to you."
Luo Qixi withdrew her gaze little by little and said calmly, "Since it was given by me, of course I will not take the initiative to take it back, but such earthly things are really not worthy of the noble status of God Yu Shenjun.
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Di Fengyu shook his head lightly, "But to me, it is the best gift among all the gifts I have received."
Luo Qixi's heart trembled, she bit her lip, her eyes were hot, and she turned around quickly, "Since you like it so much, then do whatever you want. I'm leaving. Goodbye."
Looking at her hurried away figure, Di Fengyu stretched out his hand to touch his chest little by little and stood there for a long time until her figure disappeared into Bihan Palace.
She won't know.
The moment she turned around and left resolutely and without mercy, a crystal teardrop fell from the corner of his eye.
They say that men don't shed tears easily, but they just don't reach the point of sadness.
Warm tears slowly fell down his eyes.
Di Fengyu was a little surprised and stretched out his hand to wipe it.
Is he crying?
It is said that immortals have no emotions or desires. Even so, what is the reason for the tears in the corners of his eyes?
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in my heart.
He suffocated for breath, and felt an extremely sweet and fishy sensation in his throat, and it was extremely itchy, and he couldn't help but cough.
A stream of warm and sweet liquid flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
His head was a little dizzy and the things around him became a little blurry.
He hurriedly stretched out his hands to hold on to the tree beside him, and breathed heavily for a while before the severe pain slowly subsided.
The palm of my hand was bright red, covered with blood gushing from my mouth.[
He hurriedly took the brocade handkerchief and wiped it vigorously, and then like a dying man, regardless of his identity, he fell weakly under the tree, leaning against the tree trunk and closing his eyes to rest.
"Shenjun, what's wrong with you?"
A woman's soft voice sounded. He opened his eyes slightly and saw a little fairy looking at him with concern.
Di Fengyu shook his head, took two deep breaths, and said to the little Xian'e, "I'm fine, don't make any noise, come and help me."
Xiao Xian'e nodded hurriedly, and helped Di Fengyu up somewhat flattered.
Di Fengyu usually would not let other women touch his body.
But at this time, he no longer had any strength.
He reached out and touched his chest, lost in thought.
I'm afraid he won't be able to recover from his injuries.
In the past few days, I didn't know how many elixirs and elixirs he had used before he finally regained his energy.
But he knew in his heart that this was only temporary.
How long his body can last, even he himself doesn't know.
Before leaving, he took another deep look at Bihan Palace.
The dragon scales held in the palm of his hand were stained with his blood, making them seem even more dazzling.