Chapter 1824: Maybe if I Die, I Won’t Feel so Much Pain.

"Mo'er, do you like phoenix tail flowers? This Yuncheng will become a world of phoenix tail flowers in the future. I will make Yuncheng the way you like it. You like to eat fish and shrimp. I will send people to raise them in the river next to Yuncheng. When you come back, everything will become the life you want."

Mu Yunxuan trembled with his hands and gently traced the pale face. Endless lovesickness swept over him. "Mo'er, I still have a lot of things to say to you. Do you know that all my wishes are to have you, and then I will have all the happiness! I will have the whole world. I will move here to accompany you day and night. You are afraid of the dark, and you said that you will not be afraid if I am here. Don't worry, Mo'er, I will always be with you."

The sad murmurs were the burning thoughts in his heart, which made people unbearable to watch.

Looking at the person without breath, Mu Yunxuan's world was like the starry sky exploding, the world turned upside down, and only his world was left, full of darkness.

"Shao Feng, Shao Feng..."

"Shao Feng..."

He Yunting and Ye Qinghan kept shouting behind Murong Shaofeng.

But Murong Shaofeng ignored him and flew out of the city.

The two were worried and chased him closely.

However, their cultivation was far inferior to Murong Shaofeng's, and they were left far behind.

Murong Shaofeng went all the way to the No Return Mountain. He was in so much pain that he just wanted to vent or die.

"Ah...!"

Murong Shaofeng, who fell into the forest of the No Return Mountain, screamed to the sky!

The grief-stricken voice frightened the surrounding monsters to flee.

Ye Qinghan and He Yunting looked at each other, and the speed of their feet became faster and faster.

"Momo..."

Murong Shaofeng fell to the ground and called the name of his beloved weakly.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Murong Shaofeng saw the bright red blood.

Maybe if I die, it won't hurt so much.

"Momo, tell me, if I die, will I not feel so much pain and can see you?"

Murong Shaofeng's grief-stricken voice infected everything around him.

Su Zimo's death instantly collapsed Murong Shaofeng's world.

The moment he saw Su Zimo, he seemed to see his whole world collapse.

But the tiles in the ruins were engraved with their vivid memories.

Every breath was so painful.

Murong Shaofeng cried, "Momo, the wind blows the fleeting years like flowers, and you become the most beautiful embellishment in my world."

The past is like the river surface reflected by the setting sun, constantly emerging in Murong Shaofeng's mind, and finally turned into a sleeping and lifeless face.

Murong Shaofeng's body spasmed in pain, he arched his body, as if he couldn't bear such grief.

He approached his dream step by step. Even if he was broken and in a mess, he would try his best to save it and exchange everything he had, just to get a happy life together in the next life.

But in this life, he just wanted to see her happy.

"Mo'er, it hurts to lose your world! Waiting will hurt even more!"

Murong Shaofeng knew that this world had no legends of grass and warblers, only bloody reality.

He seemed to be in so much pain that he just wanted to sleep. He was so sad that he couldn't wake up.

He raised his hand, condensed the mysterious light, and suddenly wanted to attack his crown.

"Shao Feng." The ethereal voice made Murong Shaofeng sober up instantly.