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Chapter one hundred and sixty-fifth heart grief is greater than heart death

The two stared at the Yu Arrow intently, and did not dare to relax for a moment, but forgot that there was still someone behind them.

Cuicui turned into a long green sword and slowly approached Ye Ling.

He looked up at the Eagle Emperor, and the sword aimed at Ye Ling did not dare to stab. She pushed Ye Ling to the ground and immediately stabbed the sword into Ling Cheng's body.

"No,"

Ye Ling's shrill crying came into his ears. Ling Cheng looked down at the sword that penetrated his abdomen. Bright red blood dripped down the tip of the sword, and a strong smell of blood filled the entire mouth. Then a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and his legs became weak and he fell to the ground.

Ye Ling staggered and stood up. She slapped Cui Cui in the chest with a palm, then hugged Ling Cheng's shoulder and cried bitterly: "Ling Cheng, you won't have anything to do."

"Don't be afraid, I'm fine!" Ling Cheng smiled bitterly, reached out to brush away the tears from her face. He wanted to stay alone for the first time with him for the rest of his life, but unfortunately this life ended too quickly.

Feiyu put away Mo Yi at the right time, waved his hand, and the feather fan returned to his hand again. He shook the feather fan and walked slowly, making a cold snorting disdain from his nose.

"Brother Feiyu, please let him go! I will go back with you, I promise not to take a step forward from Lingxi again. I promise to stay in Meishan and stay in the bedroom! As long as you let him go, I will listen to you in everything."

Ye Ling stopped in front of Ling Cheng, choked and pleaded with mercy. She wanted nothing about freedom and other things. She just wanted Ling Cheng to be alive.

"Ye Ling, don't beg him. If I can't see you, I would rather die! Cough cough..." Ling Cheng coughed suddenly for a while, and a big mouthful of blood gushed out. He was not afraid of death, but feared that she would be sad if she died.

"Ling Cheng, stop talking, I won't let you die." Ye Ling raised his hand, and the pure spiritual power emanated from his palm to heal his wounds. Yes! Just heal his wounds, he will definitely be fine.

"Ling'er, it's useless. You used the water control technique to deal with me before. You just swung your sword and fought fiercely. Your spiritual power can't even stop the bleeding of his wound. How do you save him?"

Feiyu kept shook his head, as if he was sympathizing with her experience, and then pulled her up again, showing a cruel smile: "It's too late, if you followed me just now, I might have let him go. Now, don't even think about it!"

With the feather fan swing, Ling Cheng was immediately incited to fly out, and then he hit the wooden wall heavily. The moment the hilt of the sword touched the wooden wall, the sword body immediately penetrated two more minutes, bright red blood spilled all over the ground, and the white clothes were covered with blood-colored roses, and then they became bigger and brighter and brighter.

"Ling Cheng, Ling Cheng, wake up quickly, don't pretend to be asleep, don't lie to me, if you lie to me again, I will ignore you again, Ling Cheng..."

Ye Ling was pulled by Feiyu and wanted to break free from his claws several times, but it was useless at all. She could only make a cry of compassion.

Ye Ling, just think I lied to you for the last time. You will ignore me again and never ignore me again! Ling Cheng's eyebrows were frowned, his heavy eyes could no longer be opened, and her voice gradually became lighter until nothing could be heard.

"Ah... Feiyu, I hate you, I hate you!" Ye Ling kept hitting Feiyu's chest with both hands. The pain of killing heart made her unable to breathe, and her mind suddenly became blank, and then she fainted.

Fei Yu's smiling face suddenly stiffened, his enchanting red dress gradually turned into ink dress, and his blue eyes finally turned to dark. Only then did he wake up completely. What did he do? How could he hurt her so deeply?

"Ling'er..." He

He called her name over and over again, but could not wake her up. He immediately picked her up and disappeared into the bloody courtyard.

Cui Cui glanced at Ling Cheng on the ground, and infinite desolation flashed in her eyes. It was good to die, and she would be relieved if she died.

…………

Lingxi was in chaos. From Feiyu holding the unconscious Ye Ling back to her bedroom, the fox king hurriedly took her pulse, and then moved into her spiritual power.

Jinfeng stood aside at a loss, staring at Ye Ling tightly, afraid of missing a small detail of her waking up.

Feiyu sat decadently next to the rosewood table. He held his forehead with both hands, his thin red lips trembled slightly. He remembered that the last sentence Ye Ling said before she fell into a coma was: Feiyu, I hate you! She didn't call him brother, I guess she really hated herself!

"Your Majesty, Ling'er is awake, wake up!" Jin Feng was surprised and happy, hurriedly holding Ye Ling's hand and smiling very casually.

She didn't ask her what happened? She didn't even have time to ask Feiyu, as long as she was safe at this moment.

The fox king's frown finally stretched out, but his eyes turned red. He didn't want his daughter to see him in such embarrassment. When he turned around, he said sternly: "You know that you are causing trouble for me when you wake up. It's better to fall asleep peacefully. Stay well in the bedroom. From today on, you are not allowed to step out of Meishan, Lingxi, you will never think of going out in your life!"

"Your Majesty," Jin Feng's slightly complaining voice sounded. Ling'er had just woken up. How could he say such ruthless words?

"Don't worry, Father, Ling'er promises that she will never take a step forward from Meishan again, and will never cause trouble again, never again..." Ye Ling's voice became lighter and softer, so light that she didn't even know what she said. She just opened her watery eyes, but she no longer had the previous glory in her eyes.

The fox king couldn't stop trembling with his hands. What exactly hurt her so deeply? He looked at Fei Yu on the side, then pulled him out of the bedroom and threw him on the snow without hesitation.

"Feiyu, you and I have been together for thousands of years. In name, you are Ling'er's brother. In fact, you are also her elder. Why can't you protect her? Why did she feel so sad?"

Feiyu grabbed the snow on the ground, clenching his hands, and repeating his mouth: "I don't know, I don't know how it turned out like this. It's my fault, it's all my fault!"

The fox king was anxious and pointed at Feiyu and said angrily: "Okay, since that's the case, you don't have to come back from Lingxi in the future.

Come and see off guests.”

With the Fox King's order, two fox guards immediately came, pulled the Feiyu on the ground, and flew to the barrier, and then said to the few guards guarding the barrier: "The Fox King has an order. The Eagle Emperor will not step into Lingxi in the future. You must be careful. If he lets him break in, you will not be able to take advantage of it!"

After saying that, Feiyu had already pushed out the barrier and then left with great strides.

…………

Jin Feng kept wiping the tears falling from Ye Ling's eyes. The agile woman who used to be coquettish was silent at this moment. From waking up to now, she had not even raised her eyes to look at herself.

She turned around and wiped her tears, and when she looked back, she changed into a far-fetched smile: "Ling'er, you have been out for so many days, you must have been greedy for Aunt Feng's cooking skills, right? By the way! Where is Li'er?"

Ye Ling finally reacted. She supported the edge of the bed and wanted to get up. Jin Feng hurriedly helped her up and let her lean on her shoulder. Ye Ling took off the demon lock bag on her waist.

, carefully opened it, poured out the little lee, and then squeezed the demon lock bag and burst into tears again. This should be the only thing he left to him.

Xiaoli didn't know what happened at all. When she opened her eyes and found that she was on her sister's bed, she immediately turned around excitedly, then jumped to Jinfeng's legs, stretched her claws from time to time and scratched her palms, making an excited whine in her mouth.

Seeing that Xiaoli was fine, Jinfeng finally relaxed a little bit of her solemn expression. She stroked its snow-white hair and said, "Ling'er, you have a good rest! I'll make some delicious food for you."

Ye Ling just nodded dullly, Jin Feng sighed, and then hugged Ye Li out of the bedroom.

The fox king stood at the door, staring at the blooming red plum with a worried look on his face and sighed constantly.

Ye Ling held the demon lock bag, unable to suppress his sadness anymore, and kept crying: "Ling Cheng, you liar, I will never pay attention to you again, never again! Woo woo..."

The two outside the door looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Afterwards, Xiaoli told them everything that happened down the mountain, but it didn't know much. It spent most of the time sleeping, so it didn't know why her sister was so sad.

But Jin Feng and the Fox King still understood that Ling'er fell in love with a man in the mortal world. The man was still a monk. How could they tolerate such a thing happening? The Fox King was immediately exposed, and after slapped the throne suddenly, he wanted to get up to settle the score with Feiyu.

He was so sad that he actually made her fall in love with a monk and was so hurt that it was unbearable!

"Your Majesty, don't be angry. It's been more than three hundred years. Don't you know what Feiyu is thinking? I'm afraid he's more uncomfortable than us. Forget it! Time will dilute everything.

With Ling'er's nature, she may forget that person in a few days, and everything will be fine!"

Jin Feng pulled the fox king's arm and comforted her softly. In fact, she knew in her heart that once a woman had a true love, she would probably never forget it.

The fox king sighed heavily, and did not look for Feiyu again. Jin Feng was right. No one knew Feiyu's thoughts better than him. What's more, what's the point of pursuing responsibility? I just hope that time will really dilute everything!

...

After Ye Ling cried that day, she no longer wanted to speak. Although she had all the food she sent from Jinfeng, she could no longer swallow it after taking a few bites every time. She was still laughing, but the smile never came from the heart.

No matter what Jinfeng said to her, she nodded and smiled, but did not answer a word. No matter how other sisters teased her, she just laughed and still said nothing.

In the past three days, Ye Ling lost weight. She still liked to step on the snow barefoot, but she didn't look for the soft and comfortable feeling like before, but she wanted to know if she was still alive?

Only when the cold coldness spreads across her feet and soaks into her heart can she feel that she is still alive!

The sky was falling in time, and I reached out to take a snowflake, watching it grow smaller and smaller in my palm, and finally melted completely, turning into a crystal clear water droplet.

She smiled, Ling Cheng was right! His life was very short, just like the snowflake in the palm of his palm. As soon as he felt its temperature, he disappeared.
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