A drop of clear tears suddenly fell down the corner of Feng Xiying's eye, fell to the corner of Fengyang's eye, and slowly slid down along the corner of Fengyang's eye.
The Luan bird stopped at the door of Penglai Pavilion. Feng Xiying held Fengyang and knocked on the door. The people from Penglai Pavilion recognized him and invited him in.
When Feng Xiying saw a person, she grabbed him and said, "Save Fengyang, save Fengyang..."
However, after everyone looked at Fengyang, they all shook their heads at him: "Master Feng, I apologize and accept the change."
Feng Xiying didn't believe it and stubbornly asked someone to save Fengyang, even alerting the master of Penglai Pavilion.
The Pavilion Master of Penglai Pavilion couldn't bear to see Feng Xiying's dejected look. However, Fengyang was dead, and death was like a light extinguishing. No matter how advanced the medical skills were, there was no way to bring the dead back to life.
Feng Xiying hugged Fengyang and knelt in front of Penglai Pavilion Pavilion Master Lin Xiao: "Please Pavilion Master, save Fengyang——"
"Xi Ying, we are old acquaintances. Let's take him back." Lin Xiao sighed. If he hadn't met him several times, he really wouldn't have believed that the person kneeling in front of him now would be the stunning person.
The gorgeous Feng Xiying, the number one genius in Zhuyun Continent.
However, even though Penglai Pavilion's medical skills are extraordinary, they cannot cure dead people.
"No, it won't." Feng Xiying shook his head, and then looked at Lin Xiao with a hint of expectation: "Senior Wuyouzi, can you cure him?"
Lin Xiao shook his head: "Xiying, people cannot be resurrected after death."
This is the law of nature and no one can violate it.
For a while, Uncle Wuyouzi searched through the classics in Penglai Pavilion, trying to find a way to save Mo Yan. At that time, Mo Yan had not yet come to Zhuyun Continent, and he asked curiously,
What kind of difficult and complicated disease is it, and what should we do if we can't find a cure?
He clearly remembered what Uncle Wuyouzi said to him: "Boy, remember, as long as a person is alive, there is always a way to cure it. There is no absolute terminal disease in this world. The real terminal disease is death.
, people cannot be resurrected after death, and no one can resist it.”
"No, no way -" Feng Xiying couldn't hear it. He hugged Fengyang and got up, got on the Luan Bird, and headed in the direction of Mo Mansion.
He didn't dare to hug Fengyang too tightly, and he didn't dare to feel the cooling temperature of his body.
Fengwang City and Netherworld Palace are mortal enemies. It is not easy for Feng Xiying to enter the Mo Mansion. But fortunately, An Xisu happened to send Luo Qing and the others away. After discussion, although she was not too reluctant,
They set off immediately to prepare to leave.
Since all the sects would enter the venue in a few days, it was still unknown what would happen, so Luo Qing had no choice but to say goodbye to Yue Xiuyan reluctantly.
An Xici sent her to the door and happened to see Feng Xiying coming towards her, which startled her.
When he saw the bloody man in his arms, he was even more shocked: "Feng Qi, what happened? What happened to him?"
An Xici could hardly believe that the man wrapped in blood was the young man who was as beautiful as an elf that day. Although he was fragile, he was by no means as lifeless as he was now. It seemed like...
"Xi Xi, save Fengyang, save him..." Feng Xiying looked at An Xi Xi pleadingly.
An Xici was really frightened when she looked at Feng Xiying, and nodded hurriedly: "Okay, come with me, I will take you to find Wuyouzi..."