Fengyun stood in front of the ruins, not moving, not speaking, not even sad.
But those little bits of blood-red eyes completely reflected the bone-deep hatred and bone-deep sorrow.
My heart was so hurt that I had no tears left.
Mu Huang, who was following Fengyun closely, was originally a cold-hearted person.
At this time, he couldn't help but feel moved.[
As soon as he reached out and hugged Fengyun tightly, Mu Huang said in a deep voice: "Cry if you want to, don't hold it back."
Fengyun allowed Emperor Mu to hold her in his arms, and there was still no trace of tears in her eyes or brows.
Cry? No, she doesn't cry, she can't cry.
Standing quietly in Mu Huang's arms, Feng Yun's heart slowly sank into the depths of his soul, where there was an endless abyss of darkness.
Slowly pushing Mu Huang away, Feng Yun turned around and stepped onto the ruins step by step.
This place used to be everything she was familiar with, but today...
Slowly set foot on the ruins, walking step by step through the once exquisite houses.
There is no breath of life.
The wind blows, dancing in the wind and clouds' fiery red clothes.
So gorgeous, but also so compelling and lonely.
"Feng Yun." Emperor Mu frowned tightly, feeling heartbroken when he saw such a situation: "Don't keep it to yourself, I will help you if I say I will help you.
Whoever touches your home will be repaid a hundredfold."
If you pay back a hundred times, can you return to your original appearance?
Fengyun listened, turned around and looked at Mu Huang, and said slowly: "Why should I cry? If you want to cry, you can only cry for the turn of those who dare to face me."
The voice was as deep as ice, mixed with boundless dark murderous intent.
"Okay, remember this, then don't hurt yourself." Emperor Mu took a few steps forward and slapped Feng Yun on the back.
Feng Yun suddenly leaned slightly, and a mouthful of dirty blood spurted out.
Mu Huang shook his head and reached out to hold Feng Yun's hand.
"Master, is this Young Master Fengyun?" At this moment, someone in the distance of the ruins looked over.[
As soon as Fengyun heard this, he threw away Mu Huang's hand and stood beside the man in an instant.
"The last three." Feng Yun instantly recognized the person in front of him.
They are a small purchasing servant in the prince's palace.