An hour later, Chen Xi searched the entire Zunli Division.
On her left hand, the purple aura blooming from the nine-turn psychic ring was gradually weakening, and her heartbeat was gradually failing.
He came, but he didn't come out to see her. Why?
She squatted feebly on the ground, and two lines of crystal tears slipped gently from the corners of her eyes, dripping pitifully along her thin oval face, like the hands of a woman...
"Feng Qingyang, you're not here to see me, but are you here to say goodbye to me completely?"
Why?
She no longer blamed him for his deception before she even had time to tell him!
There was no time to tell him: As long as he was willing to come back, as long as he was willing to love Chen Xi as much as he loved Hua Qianxi, she wouldn't care about anything.
Moreover, does he know? They already have the fruit of love!
He is going to be a father! But——
He didn't show up, he didn't say anything, he didn't know how much she missed him...
"Feng Qingyang, come out!"
The clenched fists hit the ground paved with bluestones in pain, and the tears were hot. Chen Xi's heart seemed to be silently whipped and torn! It was full of scars.
She looked up sadly and shouted, "Feng Qingyang! If you don't come out, I really don't want you anymore!"
Boom!
Suddenly, a thunder struck and a hurricane blew up!
In her hazy vision, there was a black-and-white octagonal pavilion spinning rapidly above her head like an unbreakable cage.
A purple-red halo surrounds the mysterious pavilion, which looks like a big dark red top spinning as fast as a tornado.
The surrounding leaves were bent by the strong wind.
Chen Xi blinked the water droplets from his eyes, and his dead heart beat violently because he sensed the familiar atmosphere in the pavilion.
The thin body slowly stood up in the biting wind.
Her hand gently caressed her flat belly. She was not alone at this moment!
She said softly: "Baby, he's here! He's in that cage! Let's go rescue daddy together, okay?"
"Xi'er, don't be impulsive!"
Feng Mulian stood behind Chen Xi, guessing her intention, and shouted hurriedly.
However, the woman in front of me is like a flying swallow in the sky, her long skirt is fluttering. She is like a fairy who saves the common people, flying up without hesitation.
"return!"
Feng Mulian rushed after her, "Are you desperate for your life?"
In mid-air, when his hand was about to touch Chen Xi's ankle, suddenly, his whole body felt like an electric shock, his body froze, and he fell weakly from mid-air.
The strong wind lifted off the roofs, blew across the quaint houses, and uprooted the trees within a hundred miles.
People with low spiritual power are swept away by the hurricane, just like catkins floating in the wind, making circles in the air, fragile and helpless.
Screams, cries for help, and cries were everywhere.
This is a catastrophe!
Feng Qingyang’s catastrophe, Chen Xi’s catastrophe, are also catastrophes for innocent people!
The sky was dark, and the dark clouds covering the sky covered up the purple light. The panicked people could no longer see clearly what was happening in the sky!
Even Feng Mulian was swept far, far away by the hurricane.
The moment before he fell into coma, he saw the slender figure enveloped by the white beam of light blooming from the Octagonal Pavilion, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.
A strange cry came from the distant sky, like the wind blowing across the lake, and the dark clouds floating in the night sky were blown away by the wind.
The golden crow slowly climbed up the mountain, holding a scorching red sun.
Under the golden sunshine, the west side of Lingxiao Kingdom...