Chapter 66 The sixty-sixth chapter

Looking at Xiao Nanpin's back, Yi Feng felt mixed feelings in his heart, he sighed and looked up, only to see that these "disciples of the Heavenly Struggle" were all gathered by the bushes, but still no one dared to take a step forward. I only heard Xiao Nanpin's laughter coming from the bushes, and said: "This kid is white and fat, so cute, so funny—" When speaking, the voice was still nearby, but after speaking, the voice had gone far away, it was obvious that she even took the child away, Yi Feng couldn't help being surprised and puzzled, and thought to himself:

"Religionists these days see the leader's child being snatched away, but they dare not take a step forward. Although they are avoiding suspicion, they don't have to avoid it to this extent!" This thought flashed through his mind, but then he thought of his own child, who was being taken away by Xiao Nanpin, who was almost crazy at the moment, and he was so anxious that he didn't have the time to think about anything else. The muscles on the face of "Qihai Yuzi" moved slightly, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly said in a deep voice: "Madam, are you alright? The disciples are waiting outside. Madam, don't worry. After Madam cleans up, the disciples will go in and take care of you."

After he finished speaking in a deep voice, he retreated under a tree, closed his eyes and rested his mind. When everyone saw him, they also retreated to the side. You must know that "Seven Seas Fisherman" Wei Aowu has a very high status in the "Tianzhengjiao". With him being silent, no one else can do anything. As for Yi Feng at this moment, he didn't know what it was like, he wanted to follow Xiao Nan frequently, but he couldn't move, so he stood under the tree for a long time. The wind penetrated into the forest, and the leaves swayed and sounded, but in the middle of the forest, the sound of everyone's breathing could be heard by each other.

The groaning in the bushes continued, and there was another rustling sound of clothes. It seemed that Xue Ruobi was packing his clothes with the postpartum pain. Just when the hearts of all the people were extremely heavy, there was a sudden scream from among the bushes. As soon as the screams came to their ears, everyone could immediately tell that it was from Xue Ruobi, the wife of Ecstasy. Then there was a miserable cry, Xue Ruobi's weak voice said intermittently: "You... you have to spare me... I dare not..." The voice was abrupt, and there was another scream. Everyone's countenance changed drastically, Yi Feng couldn't bear it any longer, and with a "huh" palm, he swept away the branches and leaves, and rushed in, "Three Swords of Yanshan Mountain" and "Multiple-Handed Real Man" also followed.

I saw in this clump of mixed trees, there was a five-foot-square gap, the ground was bloody and messy, Xue Ruobi was curled up on the ground, and a pale green figure also slipped away from the top of the forest. "Three Swords of Yanshan" and "True Man with Many Hands" all rushed in front of Xue Ruobi, and when he bent over to look, his expression changed, he let out an exclamation, staggered, and took three steps back. Although Yi Feng was amazed at the origin and destination of this figure, but after hearing these exclamations, he turned his head around, his eyes moved, and his expression changed drastically. He exclaimed and took three steps back!

It turned out that Xue Ruobi, the "Madame of Ecstasy", who was crouching on the bloody muddy ground, had her eyes closed at this moment, her face was like gold paper, lifeless, and the tassel of the knife stuck in her chest was swaying in the breeze. , bright red blood slowly overflowing from under the handle of the knife. The "Three Swords of Laoshan", "Nangong Shuangli", and "Seven Seas Fisherman" came in together and exclaimed together. But their exclamations were extremely short, and when their eyes touched the golden handle, the expressions of horror on their faces froze!

At this moment, the moment on the earth seemed to condense suddenly. "Qihai Fisherman" sighed for a long time, waved his palm suddenly, and turned around without saying a word. "Three Swords of Yanshan Mountain", "Multi-Handed Real Man" and "Nangong Shuangli" all looked at each other, and they all sighed secretly, and walked out of the bushes silently. The eyes of "Three Swords of Laoshan" fell on Xue Ruobi with pity, and then glanced at Yifeng together. They seemed to have something to say to Yi Feng, but finally held back, each sighed, and fled out of the bushes.However, the sound of their sighs still seemed to be floating in the forest.

Yi Feng stared blankly at Xue Ruobi's corpse, for a moment, he didn't know what it was like, seeing these people leave together suddenly, he couldn't help being surprised.It's strange that these Tianzheng disciples, seeing the tragic death of their leader's wife, not only showed no sign, but also left one after another, allowing the corpse of this beautiful woman who once turned all living beings to be exposed in the sky. However, another unspeakable sadness made him stop the doubts in his heart. He thought of that beautiful time in the past, he remembered the encounter on the small bridge, the oath under the starlight, the sweet words in the hut, the sweetness of gazing——

All this, to him, seemed so real, yet seemed so far away. When he saw the icy corpse on the ground, he suddenly felt an incomparable chill. Looking up, twilight has quietly enveloped the earth, and the evening wind in the forest seems to have a stronger sense of depression than usual. He couldn't control his thoughts, and went back to the beautiful dreams of the past. So he slowly bent down, slowly stretched out his palm, and gently held that beautiful, pale but icy slender hand, a drop of tear came out of his eyes and flowed down his cheek, dripping on this beautiful and pale palm, like A crystal clear pearl.

If Xue Ruobi is still conscious and can feel the coldness of the teardrops, she should be enough to comfort her. Because in her life, although she got nothing, she found such a passionate man who was still by her side when she was dying. The sun was finally completely swallowed up by the mountain top. The dense night, like a dream, suddenly fell on this mountain forest and this land. Yi Feng gently held the hand of the woman who once loved him deeply and was deeply loved by him. In his heart, he seemed unwilling to think about anything except the distant and beautiful memories. How strange man is, he often forgets the faults of a dead person, but only remembers his benefits. This may be the reason why human beings are called "spirits of all things": because of "mercy" and "forgiveness", there is no Is it the greatest "spirituality" of all "spirituality"?

Time slipped away slowly and relentlessly.The night is getting heavier. He stood up, and dug a deep earthen pit beside the grove. This work made his hands numb, and his nails were filled with mud. However, he didn't take it to heart at all. He carefully picked up her body and gently placed it in the pit, then picked up a handful of mud and sprinkled it on her body. Tudi—— With a movement of his eyes, he saw the golden scimitar on her chest, so he bent down, pulled out the scimitar, and carefully placed it in his arms. He didn't look carefully at the scimitar right now, because when people are full of sorrow, they won't be in the mood to observe anything. He just kept spreading the soil, letting the unchanging soil cover the ever-changing human body. Finally, the pit was leveled. The beauties who used to be so beautiful and intoxicating all living beings have now turned into a piece of loess. He sighed deeply, walked to the side, chose a relatively flat rock, took out the scimitar in his arms, and carved seven characters on the rock very carefully and slowly: "The tomb of his late wife Xue Ruobi." Although the handwriting of these seven characters is as ordinary as any other, the forgiveness, kindness and emotion contained in them are incomparable. For Xue Ruobi who died with hatred, there is absolutely nothing in the world that can compare Compared with the ordinary seven characters, have you seen it?Hasn't the soul in this loess already smiled in comfort? Then, Yifeng also buried this rock in the loess, leaving only a small stone corner as a sign. He didn't want her body to be disturbed by anyone, especially on this moonlight night, so , he sat down quietly again, waiting for the daylight to come back. The moonlight, reflected from the top of the forest, dragged his shadow long and covered the newly dug loess, just like how many years ago, the "Iron Halberd Marquis" from Lu Nan, with his strong and powerful arms, gently hugging his beloved wife.When the wind blows, the leaves are rustling, as if they are also sighing silently for this passionate and proud man!