"What are you looking at? What are you looking at? Why do you sympathize with me? Why do you look at me with such eyes! I told you not to look again—!" Feng Chaoyun cursed angrily, but vomited blood. /first/post www>

Feng Zhuoxi put away the Nine Heavens Spirit Sword, there was no need to fight anymore, Feng Chaoyun had no fighting spirit anymore.

"Master, do you still want his life?" Bai Qi asked suddenly.

Feng Zhuoxi sighed from the bottom of her heart: "I don't know. I just want the Feng family. I originally hated him, but now that I know that my biological father is someone else, I don't seem to blame him much."

Feng Chaoyun suddenly pulled out a picture scroll, crying and laughing at the picture scroll, almost going limp. [

"Yunyi, Yunyi, why did you treat me like this! Why on earth!" Feng Chaoyun cried and laughed, and at the end, suddenly threw down the long sword and scroll, Yufeng flew out of the Forbidden Forest.

"What's wrong with him?" Feng Zhuoxi picked up the long sword and scroll, just about to chase after him, his eyes swept over the scroll, and suddenly he was stunned.

"This is……"

This is the portrait of Murong Yunyi.

Every stroke is so expressive, as if Murong Yunyi is living on it.

In the painting, she is standing in the square of Qimang Book Garden, wearing a goose yellow tulle skirt, smiling brightly in spring.

Looking at Murong Yunyi's smiling face, Feng Zhuoxi was shocked.

No wonder Feng Chaoyun likes Yao Caizhi so much, not because he likes some seductive women, but because the corners of Yao Caizhi's mouth and style when he smiles are so similar to Murong Yunyi.

Even Aunt Zhou's smile was [-]% similar to Murong Yunyi's.

It was so!

Feng Chaoyun loves Murong Yunyi so much!

Even taking a concubine is looking for a substitute!

Feng Zhuoxi couldn't tell what was going on in her heart, she thought of Feng Chaoyun's crazy appearance just now, and suddenly yelled: "Not good!"

"What's wrong?" Bai Qi asked strangely.

"Hurry up! Go to Feng's forbidden area!"

Feng Zhuoxi got on the white chess and asked him to go there as fast as possible.

Sure enough, the gate of the forbidden area was opened, Feng Zhuoxi went in layer by layer, only wishing that the speed could be faster.

Finally saw the very old black house, Feng Zhuoxi flew the white chess to the back of the house, couldn't help biting her lower lip.

She was still a step too late. [

In front of the mound of Murong Yunyi's clothes, sat the motionless Feng Chaoyun.

His arms were wide open, tightly hugging the simple stone tablet, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world.

His eyes were closed tightly, and there was still a bright red blood stain on his chin, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, such a satisfied smile!

Feng Zhuoxi suffocated, feeling her throat was choked.

"Master, he's gone." Bai Qi said calmly.

"I know that the destruction of Yuanshen is exactly the same as Murong Yunyi's death." Feng Zhuoxi lowered her head and whispered: "Let's bury him here."

"here?"

"Yes, I think, he should hope to be buried with Murong Yunyi. Although, this is just a tomb."

Live in the same quilt, die in the same hole.

After Feng Zhuoxi finished speaking, she started digging a hole next to the Clothes Tomb.

She dug very carefully, so carefully that the shape of the pothole was almost a perfect oval.

It wasn't until the hole was connected to the tomb next to it that Feng Zhuoxi bowed to Feng Chaoyun's corpse, and then started to move the corpse in.

"Crack", something fell from his leg.

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