And he has always been gentle to pay and love, has become a habit of her life, there is not such a strong sense of existence.

"Ah Feng!"

Strong pressure hit, Feng Feiyu had not yet recovered from his sudden trance, and when she heard the urgent reminder of the moon below, she could only hastily lift the evil sword.

'Qiang 'with a sound, the master armed with a sword fought against the evil who sealed Fei Yu, and the spark did not burst out, but the Tackle showed a circle of obvious gray spirit and dispersed with contention.

Moyan and Sheng Xiaomo hastened to carry the skill, laying a boundary around and wrapping all the good and evil people including their own body and all the good and evil people behind them in the boundary, which was regarded as blocking the spirit of the two long swords in time.

Feng Feiyu this file is in a trance to raise the hand, the rest has been disordered, took this move, she was Tackle injured to the internal organs, could not suppress the body upwelling of real breath, suddenly spit blood out!

The wading moon on the ground hurriedly threw down the cards in his hand and caught her body that had fallen in mid-air in time.

"are you all right?!" It was the first time she had seen her injured, and she had some contact with her, and he was no better with her injury.

The evil in the hands of Feng Feiyu fell to the ground and could not stand firm.

She coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, barely supported her hand on the moon and stood upright to see the white painting of falling to the ground and collecting the sword.

"with all due respect. It's really. Ahem. That's great. " She sighed sarcastically, almost unable to bring it up in one breath.

This time, although it was not as serious as it was when splitting the mountain, it was really badly hurt.

The white painting frowned slightly and answered the question: "you were careless, what were you thinking just now?"

Feng Feiyu shook his head weakly: "if you lose, you don't care what I think." Ahem. Come on, I've been hurt like this by you. And I can't bother you anymore. Ahem! " Before I finished, I spit out another mouthful of blood.

Wading in the moon was very frightened: "Feng Fei Yu, what's the matter with you?" His heart is about to stop, which is too scary, is there a lot of blood?!

She just shook her head, but now she doesn't want to shake it.

The breath replied weakly: "Blood stasis." Bruising. It's okay. Don't be afraid. " Then he staggered against him and could only rely on him to maintain his posture.

Moyan and Sheng Xiaomo came forward and stood beside the Baizi painting. didn't know what to say, but they could only look at Feng Feiyu with entanglement and worry.

Feng Feiyu didn't bother to pay attention to them. He just wanted to calm down for a while. Now her internal rest is unstable and she has some colic pain in her internal organs.

"Fei Yu, why do you bother?" Qianqianling was not afraid of being blamed by the Blessed one, but ran forward to reproach him with concern.

Some arrogant boss glanced at her weakly, but still didn't want to speak.

She sighed, knew what she meant, said nothing more, and went back to her master.

The moon helped someone well and said to Sanzun, "Today, it is my demon world that has lost. What the devil promised before will no longer cause trouble with this, we should accept it." I will move those things back intact today. "

The people of the demon world began to pack up and get ready to go.

"Fei Yu." Hua Qiangu, who had been dimmed by the moon, finally hesitated to come up and tried to reach out to help Feng Fei Yu, but after seeing her spitting blood and pale face, she withdrew her hand, clenched her fist on her side, and dared not reach out.

Feng Feiyu took a step and walked towards her.

She watched her step by step in front of her, slowly raising her hand as if to touch her head, but stopped halfway and could only rest on her shoulder.

Then she said, "silly girl, I am your father." Naturally. Always feel sorry for you more. "

"?!"

Hua Qiangu only felt as if his eardrum had been shattered by a strong sound, making a buzzing sound.

Feng Feiyu was still Fengfei Yu in front of her, but somehow, it blurred her eyes and could not make her voice come out. She was so shocked that she took two or three steps back and almost failed to stand still, but was supported by a man's hand on his back and stabilized his figure.

She subconsciously went to see the man, only to see the face painted by Whitehead.

"." Opening her mouth, she still said nothing, then turned back in a trance and continued to look at the weak Feng Feiyu.

The moon-wading who was holding the person almost let go of her hand, and Sheng Sheng let her steady herself.

Trembling, he found his voice: "what did you just say?"

"I'm your father"?!

Is this my ear hallucination, or is it your momentary mouth?!

Feng Feiyu rested for a while and settled down.

"I was right." The last voice was still a little weak, and she didn't want to stand up.

Wading in the moon almost wants to roll his eyes.

Not to mention him, the client was completely dumbfounded, and the other people who heard this were so shocked that their jaws were about to fall off.

It's not evening yet. Why is it Thunder?

They looked at the man who, though weak, looked obviously like a girl who had not come out of the cabinet, unable to turn his head and buzzing painfully.

Flower thousands of bones trembling to find their own sanity, difficult to say: "fly, feather …". You just. Are you kidding me? " She just thought about a lot of things in an instant, and finally fixed on the scene when her father died many years ago.

She was heartbroken at that time, but she was born without tears, and even if her eyes were so red, there was not a single tear left. After she buried her father, thinking of his dying words, she obediently planned to find a place where there was no one and live a good and ordinary life, but she did not expect that she had treated a scholar halfway and was guided by him to the Immortal Pavilion.

That scholar is the oriental scholar.

The next thing is that she ran into a disciple of Maoshan and went through a series of things in order to help him send a letter to Maoshan, which finally led her to stay as a teacher and cause so many disasters.

In the final analysis, isn't it because of the fierce life of her lonely star on this day? She never dared to resent anyone, nor did she think that she would end up like this.