This time, Wen Feng's expression finally changed. His chest received a heavy blow, and blood spurted out, falling to the ground like a rain of blood.
Feng Tianyu ignored Wen Feng.
He could no longer control his steps and rushed towards Rong Yan quickly.
The man who had always been strong could not hold back the tears at this moment.
His palms were trembling as he picked her up from the ground very gently and carefully.
But the woman in his arms was as light as a piece of paper. He didn't even dare to move, for fear that if he moved, the woman in his arms would float away in the wind and never exist again.
In this life, Feng Tianyu has never been afraid of anything. Even when faced with the attack of a powerful enemy, he has never been weak.
But at this moment, the panic in his heart was unprecedented.
In the past, Feng Tianyu always thought that Nalan Yan was dead. He had been in pain and despair, but he survived for his daughter. Now someone gave him hope and let him know that Nalan Yan was still alive.
He is afraid...
Afraid of hope turning into despair again.
He couldn't bear the same pain a second time!
"Yan'er, I'm sorry, I'm late, I'm really late..."
Wenfeng was startled.
He believed in Tang Yu unconditionally.
But Feng Tianyu's sadness was so obvious that he couldn't fake it.
However, he has obviously become a grasshopper on the same line as Tang Yu, so he can only continue to believe.
…
Tears appeared in Nalanyan's eyes, her lips trembled slightly, and she could no longer say a word.
The man in front of her is the one she loves most.
She originally wanted to look her best in front of him and tell him that everything was fine with her over the past ten years, and she had not suffered much or suffered much.
But in the end, she still came to him in such an embarrassed and miserable appearance.
Just because she wanted to see him so much.
Even if it was so miserable, she still wanted to see him again!
Otherwise, there will be no chance in the future...
Nalanyan looked at Feng Tianyu, then at Feng Ruqing aside, and she gently closed her eyes.
It was so nice to be able to see these people she loved again before she passed away...
Feng Ruqing's fists clenched tighter and tighter, and her heart felt heavy with pain: "It's the poison of the purple iris flower!"
People who are poisoned by purple iris will die of dehydration, so they will become extremely thin.
He was unable to speak or walk.
So just now, Nalan Yan climbed all the way over.
How much perseverance did she use and how much pain did she endure to climb down the mountain behind?
Just thinking about it, Feng Ruqing was filled with heartache, endless anger filled her heart, and hatred showed in her eyes.
"Qing'er, help me take care of Yan'er."
If Feng Tianyu hadn't been worried about Nalan Yan in his arms, he would have rushed forward just now.
"Okay." Feng Ruqing nodded slightly.
She understood that the anger in her father's heart needed to be vented.
And the people of the Tang family and Fengyun Mansion...all deserve to die!
Feng Ruqing took Nalan Yan from Feng Tianyu's hand.
The moment Nalan Yan left his embrace, Feng Tianyu was already in front of Tang Yu. With murderous intent in his eyes, he lowered his long sword to Tang Yu's head.
Wen Feng's expression changed drastically, and he quickly lay down in front of Tang Yu, facing Feng Tianyu's attack.
Bang.
The two swords collided in the air.
Wen Feng spat out blood again, and his body flew back under the collision of sword energy.