The nine peaks of Maoshan Mountain, many disciples have experienced the previous battles, and now all the peaks have been greatly injured, and the entire Maoshan Mountain is filled with a sluggish atmosphere. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If you want to recover, it will take three or five years to say the least.

In fact, to be precise, not only Maoshan, but also the whole world, the disciples and monks of the major families and sects are like this.

At this moment, there is a Changhong, coming out of the nine peaks of this Maoshan Mountain, and the direction of Changhong is Nancheng.

And the figure in this Changhong is Yan Feng.

He was originally going to Buzhou Mountain, but before he went, he had to go to see a person, Wang Qi.

When chatting with Jiaoling in that courtyard before, Jiaoling mentioned Wang Qi to Yan Feng later, and after Wang Qi came to Maoshan that day, a few days later, Si Nanlie sent his disciples to send him back to his home in Nancheng.

But... Judging from the situation she looked like at the time, it was very bad.

The whole person's emotions are on the verge of collapsing at any time.

Thinking of this, Yan Feng sighed secretly in his heart, and his figure turned into a sword light in this sky and galloped away.

In the sky above Nancheng, under the starry night, the moonlight was shining brightly, reflecting Yan Feng's side face, and the blood stain on his left eye glowed faintly under the moonlight.

Overlooking the entire southern city, the city is still the same as in the past, as in Yan Feng's memory, with busy traffic and neon lights, illuminating the streets and alleys of the city.

The people living in this city didn't know that just this afternoon, there was a battle in the East China Sea, which was the closest to them, that was enough to affect the survival of the entire world.

There are hundreds of thousands of people, for the sake of the world, shed the last drop of blood in their bodies, and sacrifice the sky with their heroic souls!

Closing his eyes slightly, his fingers fell on his forehead, and Yan Feng's divine consciousness covered the entire Nancheng in an instant, looking for Wang Qi's breath.

Just after a few breaths, Yan Feng opened his eyes.

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Here, it is a group of villas in a suburb of the southern city.

Among the rows of villas, one of the single-family villas was hearing a quarrel at the moment.

"The psychiatrist you're looking for is a liar, look at what has become of our daughter!"

"Wang Hai, let me tell you, if anything goes wrong with my daughter, I, I will never spare you in my life!"

Immediately after, a woman's cry was heard.

In the hall of this villa, listening to the scolding of himself, Wang Hai also had a sad look on his face, although his wife had been complaining to himself, but he did not refute it in the middle of a sentence, he understood his wife's mood.

Because of him... It's the same now.

I'm in a hurry, but there's no way...

Since a few days ago, when several of Wang Qi's roommates suddenly came to his office to find him and said that Wang Qi was very abnormal, he was so frightened that he immediately went to find his daughter.

But I couldn't find anything, and I searched all the places where my daughter could go, but it took a few days.

But my daughter came back suddenly... And he was sent back by a few Maoshan disciples wearing Taoist robes.

What kind of place is Maoshan, he Wang Hai will not be unclear... But I don't dare to ask more about specific things.

After all, his daughter didn't seem to be hurt.

But as soon as Wang Qi went home, he began to become speechless, and he sat on the bed in a daze every day, basically not eating food, that is, he couldn't hold it anymore, and occasionally ate some porridge or something.

The psychiatrist even invited a lot of them, but without exception, before they entered Wang Qi's room, they were directly blasted out.

What chair hangers, everything that can be thrown, are smashed desperately.

This can make Wang Hai and his wife anxious, and even Wang Hai specially asked for a long leave from the school, so he accompanied his daughter at home, and the two of them had to quietly run to the door of their daughter's room every ten minutes to sneak a look, for fear that their daughter would do something that they couldn't think of.

On the second floor of this villa, there is a room filled with rag dolls.

But those dolls at this moment are very messy, and they are thrown out at first glance.

A girl, the whole person is wrapped in a little white rabbit one-piece pajamas, sitting on the bed with her knees crossed, her hair scattered over her shoulders, and her eyes are dull.

Glimpses... There are tear stains on the face, because there are too many tears, and they have formed a mark.

At this moment, a figure slowly appeared in the room.

Yan Feng, looking at Wang Qi on the bed, I don't know why... Seeing this appearance, Wang Qi felt a sense of pity in his heart.

After all... She became like this because of herself.

Slowly walking to the side of the bed, Yan Feng gently put his hand on Wang Qi's shoulder.

Wang Qi also noticed that someone was patting him, but he just raised his head sluggishly and looked at Yan Feng, but he was suddenly stunned...

But then he shook his head to himself: "Dream... It's definitely a dream again..."

In the corners of his eyes, tears overflowed again, and his emotions were out of control at this moment.

"I don't... I don't want to dream of you anymore, don't... Don't!" said and couldn't stop pushing Yan Feng out.

This sentence, these two lines of tears, made Yan Feng's heart tremble suddenly.

She'll feel like it's a dream at the moment... That means that she has dreamed of herself countless times in her dreams, waking up again and again, disappointed, numb...!

"Little fool, this is not a dream. ”

Yan Feng, with a smile on his face, ignored Wang Qi's pushing, gently took Wang Qi into his arms, and stroked the long hair behind her: "I'm not dead, I... It's still there. ”

Maybe I felt the temperature on Yan Feng's body, which was different from what I had in my dreams in the past... Wang Qi, his body shook suddenly...

In the past dreams, the harsh wind at this time will slowly disappear... No matter how hard you catch it, you can't catch it!

Isn't this really a dream?!

He... Still alive?!

He's still...

He, in front of himself?!

These days, every day, my mind is full of the past with him, all of which appear in my eyes, the first meeting, the ghost of the school's small garden, the Lop Nur desert...

His laughter, his ignorance, his everything... It's all in the heart.

Unbridled weeping rang out in the room.

Wang Qi threw herself into Yan Feng's arms, and at this moment, she was crying like a little girl.

All the depression of these days was vented at this moment.

On the first floor of the villa, when Wang Qi's crying came upstairs, Wang Hai and his wife were stunned, especially his wife, who immediately wanted to run upstairs, but was pulled by Wang Hai.

"What are you doing, didn't you hear your daughter crying?!" Wang Qi's wife had eagerness on her face, desperately trying to shake off Wang Hai's hand.

"Don't go. There was a hint of joy in Wang Hai's eyes, and just now, a harsh wind voice came from his ears.

"Let her cry, cry out, it's much better. Wang Hai's eyes also had a tear, this was his daughter.

But now, it's a little easier.

"It's better than... It's good not to say a word. ”

It's just that Wang Hai is very puzzled... Why did Yan Feng appear here at this time, his daughter, how much did she go through some time ago.

For these, he could only sigh in his heart, after all, Yan Feng's existence was no longer something he could touch.

(To be continued.) )