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Chapter 969 [End 8] Blood Formation

Chapter 969 [End 8] Blood Formation

What made Feng Nagi wake up was a burst of strange fragrance.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a flower.

The Fengtian Palace in the middle of the night seemed to have fallen into an abyss, and even the moonlight could not penetrate into the darkness.

But today, Fengtian Palace is as bright as day.

It's just that what fills it is not the cold moonlight, but the blood-red light.

The red light flickered in the hall, like strips of red silk floating in the air.

Red is supposed to be the color of happy events, but at this time there are blood-colored ribbons floating in the darkness, like seals that restrain the light, so weird that it makes Feng Nagi's spine shudder.

He immediately went to see Wanyan, her face was so pale that the red light couldn't cover it.

"Yan'er!" Feng Naifu exclaimed sternly, before standing still, she rushed towards Wanyan like crazy.

Wanyan was sitting on the edge of the bed, with her feet on the wooden couch, her elbows on her knees, her face in her hands, she didn't have any expression, only a pair of big eyes blinked.

Wanyan was wearing a white nightgown, with her long hair loose, sitting huddled into a small ball, looking very cute.

But there is a knife in Wanyan's heart.

The bone blade of Jing Shijialan.

This bone blade is as long as a forearm, but at this moment it is submerged into Wanyan's heart, leaving only one finger sticking out.

Around the bone blade, Wanyan's white clothes have been soaked red with blood, and the area is still expanding visible to the naked eye.

But Wanyan didn't seem to feel any pain at all, she just held her face quietly and looked at the flowers hanging in the air, like a child sitting in the courtyard looking up at the starry sky.

That is her flower, the flower of hell, Shahua.

When Feng Nagi rushed to Wanyan's side, he, who was playing with everything in his hands, was already panicked, his beautiful face was so distorted that he couldn't recognize it.

"Yan'er...Yan'er! What are you doing! What are you doing!"

Feng Naifu was so panicked that he couldn't speak, and immediately urged his determination to stop Wanyan's bleeding, but Wanyan slowly raised her eyes, and the eyes fell on his face neither light nor heavy.

"It's useless."

For so many days, this is the first sentence Wanyan said to Feng Nagifu.

"Yan'er...you are finally willing to talk to me..." Feng Naifu's tears rushed out of her eyes, and she was about to give Wanyan her determination.

Wanyan didn't hide, she sat still.

However, as soon as Feng Nagi Fu sent a little determination to Wanyan, he was immediately bounced back by a tyrannical force.

"How could this be...how could this be..." Feng Nagifu murmured a few words in horror, and wanted to try again, but his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even control his determination.

While Feng Naifu was doing these things, Wanyan just quietly looked at the flowers in the sky.

Feng Nagi followed her gaze to see, after the violent concussion in the pupils, his body softened and he collapsed to the ground.

Break the heart, open the eight veins, and use blood as the array.

Nine years ago, Jing Shijialan used bone removal as a blade, pierced his Xinyu acupoint, and opened up a blood formation, which trapped Jing Shimaha, whose strength was several times stronger than his own, and wanted to die with him.

Nine years later, Wanyan used the same bone blade as a guide to activate the blood formation again, but it was herself who was trapped.

The blood formation is a kind of sacrifice, the physique of the people in the formation will be completely sacrificed, and even the final talent will be completely refined.

And as long as the blood array is opened, it will be beyond redemption.

At the beginning, Jing Shimaha was desperate to put the Ku Zhuan seal on Jing Shijialan, and then forcibly broke the blood formation.

But Feng Naifu knew that Ku Zhuan's seal would make life worse than death, so how could he be willing to cast this spell on Wanyan.

 Who still remembers that when Wanyan first appeared on the stage, she was wearing a white nightgown, and now Wanyan is still wearing a white nightgown in her last scene, oooooooo, this damn sense of fate orz
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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