Dragon Blood Valkyrie

Chapter 35
When others are laughing and laughing, Fengyun is practicing.

While others were practicing, Feng Yun was still practicing.

It was always him alone.

Enduring all the loneliness, but Fengyun never gave up.

but…

In the end, Fengyun finally succeeded and became a warrior with a powerful dragon spirit, a strong man who could reach the ninth stage of Qi refining within three months.

This makes too many people envious, which shocks too many people.

But the brilliance came so quickly, before Fengyun had time to feel it, its brilliance left so quickly.

This is a lonely empty city. In the empty city, only Fengyun is walking slowly.

wrong!

There is one more person.

Ji Yun!

The woman from Jubao Pavilion silently followed behind Fengyun, she was looking at what happened to Fengyun?
puff!
Fengyun spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"Fengyun!" Ji Yun was taken aback, and ran up quickly to support Fengyun, but at this time Fengyun had fallen into a coma.

Ji Yun summoned a few passers-by to carry Fengyun into Jubao Pavilion.

In a simple and comfortable elegant room…

A white-haired old man stood by the bed, looking at Fengyun, and next to him was Ji Yun. Seeing Fengyun's painful expression, Ji Yun knew that he must be enduring endless suffering.

She was moved by the unyielding consciousness in the brows of this handsome young man.

"Master, how is it?" Ji Yun asked.

The white-haired old man raised his hand, "According to Fengyun's pulse, he didn't suffer too serious injuries, it's just that he was so anxious that he spurted out blood, which is why he fell into a coma."

"How could this be?" Ji Yun couldn't understand at all, Feng Yun just won the game, how could he be so anxious?
The white-haired old man shook his head.

At this moment, Fengyun's brows were gently stretched, he opened his eyes, glanced at Ji Yun who had a sweet brow, and showed a smile: "Thank you for saving me."

"Are you... are you okay?" Ji Yun took a step back, for some reason, the evil smile on the corner of Fengyun's mouth, his delicate face, and the unyielding expression between his brows made Ji Yun's heart beat a lot faster.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine now!"

The smile is flat.

Regardless of whether the soul is injured or the body is naturally disabled, this is Fengyun's own business. Fengyun will never want people who really care about him to worry about him.

Fengyun and Ji Yun only had a relationship on three sides, but Fengyun could see her concern from Ji Yun's eyes. At this moment, Fengyun let go of his heartache and looked at Ji Yun with a smile on his face.

After a while, Fengyun said to the white-haired old man: "Thank you, senior, for seeing my injury just now, I think I'm fine, so I'm leaving!"

"Don't move, you're injured!" Ji Yun hurriedly said.

Fengyun sat up with difficulty and said, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern!"

The tone is flat.

Staggeringly walked out.

Ji Yun stomped her feet anxiously, but she didn't know how to keep Fengyun.

Fengyun walked out of Jubao Pavilion step by step.

I can bear enough suffering by myself, hahaha!
Fengyun smiled bleakly, and walked out of Hanhuanglong City, he only wanted to leave his glory to the Feng family, but he didn't want to return to the Feng family lonely.

"Fengyun, don't give up." Canglong's voice was very weak, every martial spirit was connected to the soul of the warrior, cracks appeared in Fengyun's soul, and Canglong was also extremely weak.

Fengyun was moved for a while.

Tears rolled in the eyes.

Can I do it all over again?

Eight years, unable to break through, at least Fengyun still has hope, because he knows that he is a warrior with dual martial souls, since the heavens gave him dual martial souls, it is impossible for him to be just a waste forever.

But at this moment, there is a crack in his soul, who can repair the crack in his soul?
Never heard of it.

Maybe a powerful alchemist can do it?
but…

In the entire cold and desolate Dragon City, in terms of alchemy ability, who is stronger than Fengyun.

Is there really no chance?

The more Fengyun thought about it, the more painful it became, and his extremely strong belief suddenly collapsed at this moment.

Out of the city gate.

The crowd faded away.

The surrounding area is desolate...

In the north, there is a forest of ice and snow.

Fengyun detoured to the north, there are many monsters there, maybe I should disappear into the world without a sound.

Fengyun's faith has been shattered.

The greatest pain for a person is the collapse of beliefs. This pain is countless times stronger than the pain in the body.

Snowflakes fall, the white world has no trace of color.

Perhaps after death, the world is pure and white.

The cold north wind howled and lingered.

The wind blade was like a knife, it hit Fengyun's face, there was no pain, it must have been forgotten.

The setting sun took away Fengyun's legendary glory, and everything seemed to have disappeared.

A withered cold pine stands proudly in the wind alone.

My fate is really like this cold pine tree!

This is a great place!

Fengyun leaned against Hansong and looked into the distance.

Grandpa, I have let you down.

Mother, father, I may never see you again, how are you?

The pain in my heart, who knows.

As the night fell, Fengyun's heart also felt like the night was approaching.

The wind was still howling.

Fengyun's heart was dead.

……

The next day's sun shone, although it couldn't melt the white snow under the cold air in the north, but it worked hard day after day.

"Miss, does the sun appear every day?" A pretty little girl said to the woman in the sedan chair following the eight-person red sedan chair.

"Because it is trying to drive away the cold." The voice of the woman in the sedan chair was very gentle, but her tone was very cold.

The little girl may be very used to this kind of voice, and continued: "Since it can't be done, why do you want to do it?"

"Everyone has their own mission. They know that they can't complete it, but there are still many people who do it." The woman in the sedan chair continued.

"Miss, there is a dead man ahead!"

"It's not a dead person, but a living dead!" The woman in the sedan chair corrected.

"The living dead?"

"The person is not dead, but the heart is dead!"

"Miss, do we want to save him?" The little girl asked sympathetically when she saw a boy who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old under Han Song, who was almost withered. His face was pale and there was almost no blood.

The woman in the sedan chair lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, glanced at Feng Yun, and said, "Go and ask him, if he could survive, what would he do?"

The little girl nodded, walked in front of Fengyun, and said, "My lady asked me to ask you, if you could survive, what would you do?"

Fengyun's eyes were dull, and he was silently asking himself in his heart, "What else can I do?"

Seeing that Fengyun didn't speak, the little girl thought she was a fool, so she went back to the sedan chair and said to the woman in the sedan chair, "Miss, this is a fool."

"Idiot is also stupid, stupid is also stupid, Wuxin is also stupid, but his stupidity is different!"

The woman in the sedan chair stepped out of the sedan chair, and saw that she was wearing a white dress and long skirt, with no shoes on her jade feet, stepping lightly on the white snow, although the cold wind was cold, the woman did not feel much.

Walking in front of Fengyun, squatting down, said coldly: "It's a pity that a pair of peerless talents, the soul is cracked, and there is no way to cure it."

Although Fengyun's heart was dead, but when he heard the soul crack, Fengyun raised his head, and the woman in front of him was extremely talented, as beautiful as snowflakes, pure and flawless.

Fengyun couldn't find any flaws on her body, even that icy expression made people intoxicated, and that aloof temperament made people amazed.

Even if she made a little change, she couldn't achieve this kind of perfection.

"Youth is amazing and unsexy, and your beliefs are broken without losing. Boy, when a person falls to the bottom of the valley, you can choose to wait for death at the bottom of the valley, or climb another higher mountain? What do you think?"

The woman said calmly.

In a word, Fengyun frowned.

Yes, I have already climbed the mountain, but accidentally fell to the bottom of the valley. Although I lost a lot, I have more roads, and each road may lead to a higher mountain than before.

"Thank you!"

Fengyun stood up, cupped his hands to the woman, and headed towards the cold and desolate Dragon City.

A person living in this world is definitely not just for himself, there are too many people to care about.

Thinking about everything, Feng Yunping calmed down a lot, yes, I can persist for eight years, why can't I persist for another eight years?

Looking back at the sedan chair, Fengyun smiled gratefully. Although he had almost forgotten the woman's appearance, Fengyun was very grateful to her.

Frost Dragon City...

Fengyun disappeared out of thin air after the battle yesterday, which made many people feel weird.

People from the Feng family even speculated that it might be that the Xiao family and the Lu family arrested him because they were afraid of the rise of Feng Yun.

The three major families are undercurrents, only because of Fengyun's disappearance.

Fengyun calmly walked into Zuixian Tower.

"Fengyun, if you take away my dragon energy, I will kill you sooner or later!"

Xiao Chen's voice sounded.

"Brother Xiao Chen, don't be angry, I believe we will have a chance to find Fengyun and kill him!" A disciple of the Xiao family said anxiously.

"Hmph, then what are you still doing here, don't hurry to find it!" Xiao Chen said angrily.

Fengyun was wearing a demon robe, covering his face, so even Xiao Chen beside him didn't recognize him.

Several Xiao family disciples hurriedly left Zuixian Tower to inquire about Fengyun's news.

"You are?" Xiao Chen suddenly turned his head and looked at Feng Yun.

Fengyun ignored him.

"You have a familiar aura...it's the dragon's breath...you are Fengyun!" Xiao Chen stood up immediately and slapped Fengyun with his palm.

The wind and shadow move!
boom!
The table in front of Fengyun immediately shattered and scattered away.

"Xiao Chen, the victory and defeat between you and me have already been divided, don't you believe it?"

Feng Yun removed the demon robe that covered his face, and looked at Xiao Chen with a sneer.

"Hmph, pay me back!"

Xiao Chen is too aware of the effect of dragon energy on him. Within three years, he has become the number one genius of the Xiao family's younger generation, a tenth-level martial artist who refines Qi. If he loses dragon energy, it may be difficult for him to improve his realm in the future.

Fengyun sneered and said, "Dragon Qi does not belong to you."

"you wanna die!"

Xiao Chen immediately released his Nine Heavens Thunder Flame Martial Soul, because of the loss of dragon energy, Nine Heavens Thunder Flame has become dim.

(End of this chapter)