Flame Ghost Eye

Chapter 682: Worry-free Death (3)

I don't know what happened after that. When I woke up, I lost my memory. The first person I saw when I opened my eyes was Feng Chen. Later, Feng Chen never told her about the world because of her happiness. Yunfeng didn't know about Jun Wuqing and Jun Wufeng, let alone that they were dead, and he didn't know that the person who had been manipulating her was Jun Wufeng, the man who looked like a fairy.

Jun Wuyou seemed to remember it too, and said with a wry smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't remember, it's all over... But whether you remember it or not, I hope Feng'er can forgive them, even if the second brother committed an unforgivable sin, but He is also a poor man..."

"Worriless, don't talk anymore, don't talk anymore..."

"No, if I don't say it, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to say it again, Feng'er, do you know? Before I met you, I was always a puppet of the royal family. Since I met you, I feel that I have life I will never regret it..." Jun Wuyou's back was scratched by Jun Wuren who had turned red, and the corpse poison had already started to attack, his lips also turned blue and black, and his complexion also turned pale. From pale to blue-black...

The severe pain from the wound has already made Jun Wuyou numb.

"Worriless, although I don't know what happened to Jun Wuqing and Jun Wufeng, but I know that you are the only one left in the Jun family. If you die, after the Jun family is gone, I will be sorry if you die. Are you the ancestors of the Jun family? Shouldn't I be the one who died?" If Jun Wuyou didn't block that blow, it would be Yunfeng who lay down.

"I would rather die than me..."

"Worry-free..."

Jun Wuyou smiled in tears, his breath getting weaker and weaker, "Feng'er, can you call me again?"

"Worry-free..."

"I'm here."

"Worry-free..."

"exist……"

"Worry-free..."

"Feng...er..." Jun Wuyou used the last of his strength to say the last sentence with difficulty, "I don't want to become a monster, I'm dead, please cut off my head...burn me." As soon as the words fell , Jun Wuyou's hand hangs down feebly, Yunfeng hugs his body, his face is covered with tears, he wants to cry but he is trying his best to bear it, his grief is overwhelming.

"Worriless!" Yunfeng yelled, closing his eyes, Jun Wuyou, the kindness of the first meeting was yesterday, lying on his corpse for a while, Yunfeng suddenly let go of him, and stood up Pulling out the sword on the ground, he was about to slash, but was stopped by a force, and raised his head to meet Feng Chen's pityful eyes.

"Su..."

"Xiao Feng'er, I know you are sad, so cry out loud if you want to cry!" He stretched out his hand to embrace Yun Feng into his arms, gently comforted her trembling body, took the sword and chopped off at Jun Wuyou's head After fulfilling his wish, Yun Feng buried his head in Feng Chen's arms when he heard the unique voice of Leng Bao, his clothes were wet with tears, and his hands were tightly clutching his clothes. The end, it can be said that it has just begun, the war is doomed to casualties, blood flow into rivers is inevitable, Jun Wuyou's death is a stimulus to Yunfeng.

No one knows that Jun Wuyou's greatest wish is to stay in the clouds and go away, leave here, go sailing on the sea, travel around the world, live their own life, have a child, have a farm, stay away from right and wrong, and grow old together slowly , Unfortunately, all this is no longer possible.

(End of this chapter)