The Talented Doctor

The figure who was slashing with the sword crazily looking for a meal, as if it had been petrified, stood still on the spot.

Nangong Yu knew that it was the breath of the seed remaining in his soul.

The seed that has been inseparable from him since he was born is like a seed that resonates with his soul. The seed he gave to Xi Yue as a token of love.

At this moment, there was a broken sound, the breath that remained in this world, and it dissipated little by little, until it disappeared without a trace.

The heart beats a little bit slowly, and the blood seems to be frozen and solidified.

He and Xi Yue used to mingled with blood, and Xi Yue's blood was in his body, which could inhibit the onset of cold toxin and warm his cold body and mind.

But at this moment, he clearly felt that the warmth disappeared.

The hope that belongs to him, the happiness that belongs to him, was completely destroyed in this quiet and cold night.

Nangong Yu stood there in shock, blood and tears welled up from his eyes, and slowly dried up.

The wind at the bottom of the cliff was blowing his hair, and he was already tattered and happy, raising a dazzling red, as if laughing at his happiness that dissipated like a mirror.

Suddenly, Nangong Yu stretched out his hand and bit his wrist, swallowing the blood gushing from the wrist artery.

Icy, sweet and sticky, there is no longer the familiar fragrance like flowers, and the warmth like sunshine.

"Xi'er...Xi'er..." The low voice, with broken weeping, sounded over and over in the valley, so painful, so sad, so regretful and desperate.

It was he who did not protect Xi Yue, his carelessness gave the old lady Nangong the opportunity to take advantage, his inability to let Xi Yue fall into danger, and he was too weak to watch the tragedy happen before his eyes, but he was helpless. .

Above the cliff, there was suddenly noisy voices and screams.

"Brother, why are you here?"

"Wu Shuang and Yu Qing's soul lamps are all extinguished, what is going on? A few lower realm martial artists have forced you to such a point? What about the origin of the wood?"

"Brother, things are beyond our expectations..."

Noisy distinguishing sounds, footsteps, searches, and the sound of flying towards the bottom of the cliff came into Nangongyu's ears little by little.

The first person to rush to the bottom of the cliff was Lou Yunhai. He couldn't help being surprised when he saw Nangongyu who was standing amongst a rocky ruin.

The Nangong Yu in front of him was really terrifying. There were countless black spiritual powers entwined all over his body. It was clearly in the dark night, but the black spiritual power was so clear that it was like a huge whirlpool, about to swallow Nangong Yu.

In the sky, countless dark clouds rushed over, densely covering the entire city of Yanjing.

Lou Yunhai raised his head in shock, and cold raindrops immediately fell from the sky and hit his face.

Suddenly, the heavy rain poured down, hitting the rocks and trees, making a crackling sound.

At this time, Nangong Yu finally raised his head, towards Lou Yunhai, and the Lou family who flew down to investigate with him, showing a shallow smile.

The rain wetted the man's clothes and hair, and the blood on his face was also washed away by the rain, revealing an unparalleled and unparalleled appearance.

When the man raised his mouth and laughed, his eyes were gleaming and lingering with bone tenderness, as if he was looking at his beloved wife somewhere.

However, Lou Yunhai, who saw this scene, was stiff, and a flood of fear came to his heart.