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Chapter 620

Luo Qixi turned around and stuffed the necklace into his hand.

Are you used to wearing that necklace?
So, without it now, I suddenly feel empty in my heart.

Di Fengyu tightly held the necklace in his hand, and the sharp corner of the dragon scale pierced deeply into his palm.

But such pain, how can it be as good as my heart.

On the necklace, there is still the residual warmth of her body.

Seeing Luo Qixi's gaze fell on his bun, he smiled bitterly, and said hoarsely, "You have given this to me, even if you want to go back, I will not return it to you."

Luo Qixi withdrew her gaze bit by bit, and said calmly, "Since I gave it to you, of course I won't take the initiative to ask for it back, but such a mortal thing is really not worthy of the noble status of God Yu Shenjun. "

Di Fengyu shook her head lightly, "But to me, it is the best of all the gifts I have received."

Luo Qixi's heart trembled, she bit her lip, her eyes turned hot, and she hurriedly turned around, "Since you like it so much, then do whatever you want, I'm leaving, goodbye."

Seeing her leaving in a hurry, Di Fengyu stretched out his hand to caress his chest little by little, and stood there for a long, long time until her figure disappeared in Bihan Palace.

She won't know.

At the moment when she turned around and left resolutely and without hesitation, a crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of his eyes.

It is said that men don't flick their tears lightly, but they just haven't reached the point of sadness.

Warm tears slowly fell down his eyes.

Di Fengyu was a little surprised and stretched out his hand to wipe it.

Is he crying?

It is said that immortals have no emotions, even so, what is the matter with the tears in the corners of his eyes?

There was a sudden sharp pain in my heart.

He suffocated for breath, only felt that his throat was extremely sweet and itchy, and he couldn't help coughing.

A warm, fishy and sweet liquid flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

His head was a little dizzy, and the surrounding things became a little blurred.

He hastily stretched out his hand to support the tree beside him, panted for a while, and the severe pain slowly subsided.

The palm was bright red, and there were blood spots gushing from his mouth.

He hurriedly took the Jinpa and wiped it vigorously, and then, like a dying person, regardless of his identity, he fell powerlessly under the tree, leaning against the tree trunk and closing his eyes to rest.

"God, what's wrong with you?"

A woman's soft voice sounded, and he opened his eyes slightly, only to see a little fairy looking at him with concern.

Di Fengyu shook his head, took two deep breaths, and said to the little fairy, "I don't mind, don't make any noise, come and help me."

Xiao Xian'e nodded hurriedly, and helped Di Fengyu up a little flattered.

Di Fengyu usually would not let other women touch his body.

But at this moment, he had no strength left.

He reached out and touched his chest, lost in thought.

His injury. .I'm afraid it won't get better.

In the past few days, I don't know how many elixir and elixir were used to finally restore his spirit.

But he knew in his heart that this was only temporary.

How long he can last with this body, even he himself does not know.

Before leaving, he took another deep look at Bihan Palace.

The dragon scale in his palm was stained with his blood, making it even more dazzling.

(End of this chapter)