Chapter 1959 Battle (11)

All the surrounding wind sounds disappeared, and it was as quiet as if only she and Nan Changfeng were left...

"Jiu'er..."

Nan Changfeng's voice was very weak, as if he could lose it at any time.

He stared blankly at Feng Ruqing in front of him, with a warm smile on his lips.

Perhaps it was his voice that made Feng Ruqing calm down. She didn't look at the group of people in front of her again, and continued to squat down in front of Nan Changfeng at home, holding his hand tightly.

"I won't let anyone hurt you!"

In fact, in the killing array, Nan Changfeng had already lost his life. He used the power of his soul as a drain, just to... wait for her to appear.

See her again.

Just one glance...

Nan Changfeng smiled weakly: "What will happen to us in the future...?"

Feng Ruqing's expression condensed, and she looked at Nan Changfeng silently.

"You are not Jiu'er, but you are Jiu'er," Nan Changfeng's voice was gentle, "I want to know, in the future... can we still be together?"

"Um."

Feng Ruqing suppressed the deep pain in her heart and nodded solemnly: "Yes, at that time your name was Nan Xian and I was Feng Ruqing. We are still together and have a lovely daughter. Her name is Nan Chi You. My nickname is Xia Xia, and..."

"That's enough."

Nan Changfeng's hand slipped from Feng Ruqing's palm, with a smile on his lips, and his last glance was full of reluctance.

Over the years, the Nine Emperors have had countless followers.

But he was always the only Nine Emperor.

She is his everything!

Looking at Nan Changfeng's eyes gradually tightening, Feng Ruqing's body froze.

The cool breeze blew into her heart, making her whole heart feel cold.

"Changfeng?"

No one was responding to her.

Only the sound of the breeze echoed in my ears for a long time.

Feng Ruqing clenched her fists tightly, and she hugged Nan Changfeng's body tightly into her arms.

Countless people surrounded her from the side.

Mu Yi winked at the others: "Kill her."

It was best to take action while Feng Ruqing was immersed in grief.

Everyone looked at each other and immediately rushed towards Feng Ruqing.

However, when they just rushed in front of Feng Ruqing, a strong storm whipped up around Feng Ruqing, knocking everyone away with a bang.

She still lowered her eyes and looked quietly at the boy in her arms. With a slight arc at the corner of her lips, she stood up from the ground holding him.

"Changfeng, I will take you home."

Take you home...

These words floated in the wind and stayed in the air for a long time.

Mu's eyes darkened, and in an instant, the long sword in his hand struck Feng Ruqing.

But the speed of his sword became very slow, as if he was cutting in slow motion.

Just when Mu Yi's sword was about to fall towards Feng Ruqing's head, there was a bang. A river of memories flooded into her head.

First acquaintance with Nan Changfeng...

Teasing each other.

And then to the final dependence on life and death...

It turns out that thousands of years ago, so many stories happened between them.

She slowly closed her eyes, and the dragon scales on her chest glowed hotly.

It burned her chest.

suddenly……

The moment Mu Yi struck down with his long sword, the entire forest was filled with white light, making her eyes so bright that she could not open them.

All the surrounding scenery disappeared, and even the group of clamoring enemies lost their traces.