576. Chapter 576 Is it possible to watch him suffer?
"Huaying is a rare spiritual creature with aura. If it chooses Fengqi, it is destined. How can it be destroyed?"
Yunchu listened to his husband's words, but when he looked at his son, he couldn't bear the pain.
"Is it possible that it's so painful to see him?!" The straight-tempered Yun Chu's pretty face was full of accusations against Feng Linghan. After all, he was the son he gave birth to, and he was so heartbroken and unspeakably distressed!
"Feng Qi has the ability to suppress it, not to mention," Feng Linghan faced his beloved wife, and all he could say was a long sigh, "If the painting is destroyed, then it is very likely that there will be pain and death.
Wind habitat."
When Yun Chu heard this, he couldn't bear it. He turned his head and buried his head in Feng Linghan's arms. It was really sad to see his son in such pain.
The wind habitat and the painted shadow are connected. At this moment, the soul of a woman who is full of spirituality, no, to be precise, is a woman with a broken soul locked inside the painted shadow, howling in pain, that kind of
The feeling of pain invaded Feng Qi's heart, causing his face to show pain.
He couldn't help but look at the young man in green shirt following his grandfather.
What is going on? What is Huaying's obsession with?
At the Alchemist Conference, when Huaying saw the young man in green shirt for the first time, he started a riot, scribbling in mid-air, and the floating spiritual power almost destroyed the Alchemist Conference.
And this time, the wailing and the feeling of collapse, crying, and confusion came so suddenly and violently, so violently that he almost couldn't restrain the silhouette from jumping towards the young man in green shirt.
He never knew who the incomplete soul in the painting was. It seemed that even she didn't know. He and the painting met accidentally, and he didn't know that the painting was attracted to him.
What, a half-artifact, or even a painting that vaguely possesses more powerful power than a half-artifact, chose to make a contract with him.
Feng Qi's cool little face looked at the green-shirted boy who was gradually walking away with a serious expression.
What is the secret behind this painting, and what is its relationship with the young man in blue shirt.
A drop of sweat dripped from his forehead. If Huaying continues like this, then it will definitely not be a good thing. Huaying is already irritable and easily moved. There is no guarantee that he and Huaying will disappear from this world in the future.
As the young man in green shirt gradually left and stayed away from their sight, Huaying gradually calmed down and stopped rioting.
But Feng Qi made up his mind to figure out the secret hidden in the painting, and to figure out what secrets were hidden between October Rong and the painting.
The cool little face has a depth and stability that is different from that of a fifteen-year-old. Under his hands, Huaying gradually calmed down and stopped rioting.
The silhouette that suddenly became quiet suddenly hung on Feng Qi's waist, just like an ordinary ornament, and the original vitality disappeared instantly.
Zong Qing was watching Rong Xiyue's figure gradually disappearing from his sight. A deep thought flashed across his noble yet enchanting face. That deep thought combined his usual casualness, a kind of
Perhaps it was his own sense of vicissitudes of life that followed.
Zong Xiaoyu has always been by Zong Qing's side. Seeing the look on his eldest brother's face, whom he had not seen for a long time, he suddenly felt touched and almost cried while holding Zong Qing in his arms!
God! You have given me back my awe-inspiring eldest brother who can command thousands of armies, break through empires, and possess literary, Taoist, and military strategies!!
"Brother!" Zong Xiaoyu's strong figure was about to pounce on Zong Qing, and his big hand accidentally brushed the small white flower on Zong Qing's head.
Zong Qing, who had just looked deep in thought, suddenly changed his expression. His body, which had been recuperating for more than twenty days, had long since recovered. But when Zong Xiaoyu accidentally touched the white flower on his head, it seemed that the accumulated energy
All of a sudden it leaked out.
His face suddenly turned as pale as paper, and he turned around to stop Zong Xiaoyu's movement. His noble face tightened, his thin lips pursed into a line, and the darkness and terrifying look in his eyes made Zong Xiaoyu's movement stop.
The little fish trembled violently.
Suddenly, he felt a little scared and retracted his hand, only to find that his thick arm was already held tightly in his elder brother's hand.
Only then did he remember what kind of person Zong Qing was originally.
"I..." Zong Xiaoyu was about to cry when he was scared. He lowered his head to find the red scarf, covered his mouth and cried, but found that the red scarf was nowhere to be found, and his face became a little flustered.
"There is no more chance."
Zong Qing's voice no longer contained a smile, it was like the most compelling warning, making Zong Xiaoyu's head nod like a chicken pecking at rice.
Seeing Zong Xiaoyu like this, Zong Qing let go of his hand. The white flowers on his head swayed twice in the wind. The pain that had just been touched by Zong Xiaoyu's strong force gradually disappeared, and his expression changed.
It also slowly returned to normal.
Those tight thin lips gradually returned to their previous self-conscious smile.
Zong Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief on the side. His mood was complicated. He hoped that his eldest brother could return to his former self and not be as lazy and indifferent to anything as he is now. However, he also hoped that he could always be the same as now.
He was so kind that he couldn't help but want to be intimate with her.
A trace of grievance appeared on his square face, but he still took out a red handkerchief to wipe the tears that had not appeared at all, and stood firmly behind Zong Qing.
No matter how different they are, they are always the closest brothers! After many years of tolerance, the eldest brother has only been to himself.
A group of people were just waiting, waiting in place, and the one waiting was the young man in the green shirt.
Even Madam Ziyi and Bisi, unknowingly, stood together, as if they had abandoned the original conflict between mother and daughter and now stood side by side.
"Don't think too much, I will never agree to anything between you and the Spiritual Tiger King." After October Rong's figure disappeared from her face, the purple-clothed lady turned to look at her only daughter, still maintaining her composure.
Being stubborn.
However, Bisi, who has known her mother well for so many years, heard the looseness in this sentence. She smiled, and the emotions that had been heavy for many years were finally given a chance to be released at this moment.
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She glanced sideways at her mother, who was both beautiful and powerful, and nodded seriously.
"Mom, don't think too much, I will continue to fight."
When the lady in purple heard Bisi's long-lost cry, her awkward expression paused, followed by a kind of happiness called satisfaction.
After so many years, is she really wrong? Because of the hurt she suffered when she was young, is it really right to firmly oppose her daughter to accept such a relationship?