Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1385 The nourishment of love.

"It must have been nourished by love." Sang Ling smiled lowly, and there was a depth in her eyes that even Fu Yuejun had never captured.

As the saying goes, phases are born from the heart, even with the same appearance, they can show completely different amorous feelings.

Back then, the Buddha Spirit was appointed by Tiandao himself to be in charge of fate. He was definitely the darling of Tiandao, the number one beauty in the Three Realms, and no one could compare with her.

But the current Fu Yuejun, who has been reincarnated in the lower realm for so many lives, has already been contaminated with the turbidity of the world, and there is still some difference from the former Buddha Spirit Venerable.

Or it can be said that the current Fu Yuejun is Fu Yuejun, but it's not her, she is transitioning towards another her.

Fu Yuejun is becoming more and more like a Buddha spirit.

She is transitioning to the side of Buddha spirit, does it mean that she will soon become Buddha spirit?

boom--

The sound of something breaking came from the next room, it was the sound of porcelain being smashed, Fu Yuejun's face changed: "It's Mr. Yun, I'll go and have a look first."

As soon as Fu Yuejun opened the door and entered, he saw Mr. Yun sitting on a chair, his body trembling unceasingly, and asked Zhao Yanqiu tremblingly: "Eldest Princess, you... what are you talking about? Yun'er, he... is he dead?"

"No, it's impossible. He was fine yesterday. He is indeed in poor health, but it's not that bad." The old gentleman shook his head in disbelief: "Princess, you must be joking with the old minister, right?"

"Impossible, it's only one night, he can't die."

The old man was talking to himself, but his face was getting paler and paler. He couldn't believe the bad news. To him, Yun Xiao's health was not very good, but it was impossible for him to die overnight.

The way he looked last night obviously didn't look like a flashback.

Seeing Fu Yuejun coming in, Mr. Yun suddenly turned his head to look at her.

When the old gentleman stood up, his body almost fell to the side, but she quickly supported him, and he hurriedly asked: "Princess, where is Yun'er, where is he, I want to go see him."

"Okay, I'll take you to see him."

Fu Yuejun took a deep breath before saying this, and helped the old gentleman to walk to the next door, Zhao Yanqiu followed closely.

When they entered, Sang Ling was already standing by the window. The sky outside the window was gray, and the atmosphere inside the room was very depressing. Yun Xiao was lying on the ground, and the seven life extension lamps beside her were still on.

When she turned around and saw Yun Xiao's father coming in, seeing his ashen complexion and unbelievable expression, her heart felt as if a stone had been crushed, extremely dull.

The moment Mr. Yun saw Yun Xiao, his body trembled suddenly, and he froze for an instant. Tears rolled down his cheeks. He slowly let go of Fu Yuejun's hand, and took two steps forward. Sitting down on the ground.

Afterwards, that huge sadness instantly swallowed him up, and tears gushed out like a flood that burst a bank.

This generation of heroes who once dominated the battlefield, now covered his face in despair, and cried desperately.

Old General Yun had many unsatisfactory things in his life, but he never shed tears.

Not only is the man who does not shed tears lightly, but also he is proud of being a general, even with a sword in his body, he has never frowned and cried out for pain, now, seeing Yun Xiao leave him with his own eyes, he couldn't help it.

Like a woman, she almost cried out the tears she hadn't shed in half her life.

Neither Zhao Yanqiu nor Fu Yuejun went up to persuade him. For the old man, persuasion is useless. This kind of thing can only be spent by oneself, and it is useless for others to persuade him.

(End of this chapter)