Feng Fei defies the sky

Chapter 1126 The Prophecy Comes True (11)

A plain figure appeared in front of Feng Yinxue, blocking Dijue's powerful blow.

The two forces collided, and Di Qianzuo's small body was overturned before he got close.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the purple light in his eyes slowly gathered, as if he was about to go crazy.

A man in red suddenly hugged Di Qianzuo, and dodged to hide in the woods.

"Qianxuan, don't demonize." Wan Chengjun anxiously injected spiritual power into him to help stabilize the demonic blood.

On the other side, Feng Yinxue hugged Di Qingye and fell to the ground. At this moment, she was already in tears and trembling all over.

Di Qingye lay in her arms with his eyes closed, his face was terribly pale, he couldn't see the wound, but it seemed like tens of thousands of swords had been inserted into his body.

Covering his cheek with her fingertips, Feng Yinxue said in a trembling voice, "Don't. Don't leave me."

Why, fate couldn't escape in the end, and he still fell into his arms.

The prophecy still came true!
"Please." Feng Yinxue hugged Di Qingye tightly, crying uncontrollably, "Don't go, don't leave me, please."

Su Xueyun covered her heart lightly, and stood not far away, watching Feng Yinxue worriedly while guarding against the Dijue who would attack anyone at any time.

She was still late.

Di Jue stood up tremblingly, looked at the woman who suddenly appeared, "Who are you?"

Su Xueyun sneered, "Dijue, you go, I don't want to fight with you."

Dijue glanced at Feng Yinxue who was in pain, then at Su Xueyun, and weighed this woman's strength in his heart.

At this time, he had already suffered serious injuries, and it was really not suitable for him to fight her again.

However, if the goddess is let go, it must still be a disaster.

Su Xueyun stood there straight, with her hands behind her back, her face was calm, but her heart was actually very nervous. Her strength was not as good as the Demon Lord, and she couldn't beat the Dijue at all.

Feng Yinxue was immersed in grief, begging over and over again, hoping that Di Qingye would not leave.

"What do you want me to do? You say, as long as you wake up, you can do whatever you want me to do."

Feng Yinxue shook Di Qingye with her eyes closed, crying bitterly, as if only she and him were left in the whole world.

She couldn't hear Di Qianzheng's shout in the distance, nor could she hear Su Xueyun's confrontation with the Dijue.

Her eyes were only on Di Qingye who never opened his eyes again.

"Wooooow, wake up, you promised me to protect me."

Her figure looks so lonely in the messy woods.

There was a sudden pain in her heart, Wangqingzhen seemed to be infected by her sadness, and it was loosening step by step, and the love that ate her heart began to gnaw at her heart.

But she doesn't care, Di Qingye is going to die, what's the point of living by herself?
The heart-wrenching pain will never compare to the pain of losing him.

The corners of her lips began to turn bright red, and blood dripped from her lips onto Di Qingye's pale face.

It turns into blossoming bright manjusawa, swaying and coquettish.

The hostility was like a growing mist, continuously emitting from her body, forming a terrifying encirclement.

Di Qianzheng was standing not far away. If Lord Wan Cheng hadn't been pulling him, he might have rushed up.

A small man, when he looked closely, he was extremely stiff, his eyes were dull, and he could only see the scene of his mother hugging his father in pain, and he couldn't even hear Wan Chengjun's words of persuasion.

I'm afraid this will be the most heart-piercing scene he has ever seen in his life.

(End of this chapter)