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Chapter 237 He Zeng Dreamed (37)

"This..." Father, who was lying on the stretcher, stretched out his hand to Ningxia tremblingly.

It was quiet in the courtyard, and all the members of the Xi family stood in this small place, quietly watching the bird in the center.

That was Ningxia's father, Xi Yong.

After all, Xi Yong came back, and dragged him back to Xi's house with serious injuries.

His body was severely injured, with multiple irreparable wounds, and he was dying, with only half his life left.There is still a big hole running through the chest, and if it goes further, it will not come back.

Seeing that his grandson was about to faint, Xi Taiweng was carefully supported by his second uncle and refused to move away for a moment.

Xi Yong was too weak, he couldn't bear too much movement, so he had to continue his life roughly in the courtyard to see what happened next.

The birds of the Xi family were summoned to visit one after another, and they were afraid that it would be his last ride.

It was impossible for Xi Taiweng to give up his grandson's life, so he used precious medicinal materials to slowly hang the other's life.

But Rao is like this, and he also needs to get through the transition period of ten days.Many predecessors used this thing, but only hanged their lives for a few days, and rarely succeeded.

It can be said that Xi Yong is just living his life now.

Mother Axiu was in tears, holding her older brother, crying silently.She didn't know how to react.The sudden bad news broke the mother.

As a filial daughter, Ningxia naturally served by her father's side.

This is the third day, and her heart seems to be cooking in a raging fire, and her pain is unbearable.Every minute and every second devoured her spirit and soul.

The knowledge that her father was going to die had been bombarding her mind all the time, making her restless for a moment.The whole bird was confused and had to lie beside his father mechanically, not even daring to take a breath.

On the fifth day, many clansmen couldn't stand it anymore, but they all insisted on staying here silently, by the side of this warrior who sacrificed for the family.

They sent the vulnerable children back and remained in the courtyard of the residence.At least give him one last ride.

On the seventh day, Xi Yong still hadn't woken up.But his wings twitched every now and then, and he no longer looked like he was dying.This is exciting enough, and the birds such as Sition all show hope.

On the ninth day, Xi Yong's situation took a sharp turn for the worse, his fever remained high, his body twitched, his Yintang turned black, his demon core floated, and there was a faint sign of losing his life.

All the clansmen are anxiously waiting for the next rising of the sun.

As long as he survives this time, he will survive.

Mother God, please bless our Xi family, we will worship and support you for the rest of our lives.

On the tenth day, Xi Yong woke up.

He came alive.

The small courtyard burst into fierce cheers, no matter how old or young.

Xi Taiweng burst into tears, the second uncle and the third uncle hugged each other, and the Ningxia family of three fell in front of Xi Yong.

Xi Yong had just woken up, and his consciousness was still vague.After waiting for a while, it circled around and finally landed on its own bird.

Touch this, hug that, no matter what the wound is.

In the end, the second uncle, who was still in high spirits, stopped everyone, "driven" the chaotic clansmen back, and invited a doctor to show his younger brother a good look.

In the end, Xi Yong's eyes fell on Ningxia's expression.

Ningxia didn't know how to describe the complex look in the other party's eyes, a mixture of kindness and worry, a little melancholy and a little lost.

He waved to Ningxia and motioned her to come forward.

Ningxia moved to her father's side and gently touched her head.

The opponent came down from the battlefield without cleaning up at all, and they didn't even dare to move him at will, for fear that any action would stop his breathing.

So now he was covered in blood, a mess, and the smell on his body was terrifying.But Ningxia didn't mind at all, but felt that he made her feel at ease at this moment, more than any other moment.

He is not dead.Her father didn't die and came back alive from the battlefield.

Ningxia was screaming and screaming in her heart, losing her mind, and her madness could not be suppressed.Since Xi Yong woke up, he has been in a state of madness.

Her father's cry woke her up, and of course she couldn't wait to pounce.

"Xia'er." The other party's throat was hoarse, like a broken machine, rattling, extremely harsh.

Ningxia lightly pressed her forehead against the other's blood-stained wings, and her red and white feathers were flushed with bright red, utterly tragic.

Soon Cuiyu fell out of Xi Yong's arms and fell to the ground, splitting into two halves.Ah, no, it was originally two semicircular jade pendants.

Ningxia's pupils shrank, her mind shook, and a terrible guess appeared in her mind.She looked at her father in disbelief, wanting an answer of denial.

However, no.

Xi Yong looked at her melancholy and nodded at her.

The jade pendant in Ningxia's hand fell down instantly and shattered into countless pieces, just like her heart.

"He—" Ningxia's throat choked, her heart beating abnormally violently, waiting for the moment when the sentence was pronounced.

Always want, always hear...

"He's dead." Xi Yong said sullenly, his voice full of pity and sadness.

"In order to save me. He didn't have to die. That attack was supposed to hit me, but he pushed him away in a hurry. The enemy missed, and I was seriously injured, but I survived and managed to get back to you. And he stayed there forever."

Ningxia stood up and took a few steps back unsteadily, her face dead white.The family did not dare to go forward, for fear of irritating her.

They knew the grudge between Ningxia and that guy.They also resented the bird that hurt Ningxia.But when I heard that he saved Xi Yong, my mood was very complicated.

What worries them even more is Ningxia's attitude.This child is the most stubborn, as long as she believes that she will never look back.

She and Lu Yuehua broke off as they expected.But this child is all consciously avoiding each other, like a prank, that means he still cares.

She still cares about Lu Yuehua, although only a little.The Xi family was well aware of this, but they didn't say anything about it, leaving the two birds tossing about it.

Maybe in another thousand years we can be normal friends again.If there is no war—

no if.Lu Yuehua died, died in the war, and in order to save Xi Xia's father died, he will stay in Ningxia's heart forever, becoming a pimple that can't go away.

Love very much, hate very much.

This is what all the Xi family members do not want to see.They seem to have met that end.

Their baby will spend the rest of his life in endless nostalgia and self-torture.

Hell, he still won in the end, in this way.

Ningxia shivered all over, squatted down, and picked up the jade pendant fragment on the ground.
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"Yue'er, this pair of jade pendants is your grandmother's relic. It's the only thing I can leave to you. Take it and give it to the one you love."

"it is good."

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"Nuo, this is for you, don't lose it. A new thing I got, I say it can keep you safe. You are one piece and I am one piece. We will always be together, unless we are separated or die."

The girl took the jade pendant with an inexplicable expression: "Please, don't say such misunderstood words. It's so numb, it's like saying goodbye to death.'"


　I have a fever, and I don’t know what I am writing in these two chapters╮(╯_╰)╭ Let’s watch it together.

　　
　
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