A Thousand Faces of Grace

Chapter 234 A Counterattack 5
Xiao Muli secretly scolded himself for being so stupid, why didn't he think of asking Yang idiot earlier?

Thinking of Yang Jingfeng, she couldn't help turning her head to look at him, but before she could see Yang Jingfeng, she heard a scream.

"Ah!" The cry was so painful that it was Yang Jingfeng's.

"Idiot!" Xiao Muli yelled, not caring about the weakness of his legs, he stood up abruptly and stumbled towards him.

"Idiot, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Muli took three steps and took two steps, ran to Yang Jingfeng's side, half-kneeled beside him, and stretched out his arms to hug him, but seeing his huge body, his hands immediately stayed in mid-air, I don't know where to put it.

Xiao Muli was flustered, as if someone had grabbed his heart tightly, he didn't even notice that the spirit animal bag on his waist fell to the ground.

And the skin on Yang Jingfeng's body began to break inch by inch. For some reason, the Gu worms inside had been killed and merged with his flesh and blood.

Xiao Muli looked at Yang Jingfeng's appearance, couldn't help covering his mouth, and wept uncontrollably: "Idiot, idiot, I...don't...you die!"

Maybe the pain was too much, maybe the light came back, now Yang Jingfeng could move. Hearing Xiao Muli's cry, Yang Jingfeng shook his head with difficulty, and said something inexplicable:
"A Li, promise me, if I can die, don't save me, okay?"

"Idiot, what are you talking about, you won't die, I won't let you die, as long as you can save you, it will be hell, and I don't mind breaking into it."

Xiao Muli didn't notice the weirdness in Yang Jingfeng's words at all, so he stopped crying, and said very firmly.

Hearing this, Yang Jingfeng struggled to pull out a smile that was uglier than crying, shook his head and continued: "A Li, I'm not joking, I'm telling the truth, I'm tired, really tired."

"No, you are not allowed to be tired, I will not allow you to be tired, and I will not allow you to die!" Xiao Muli shouted loudly when he heard the words, tears fell more and more violently, and without any other consideration, he reached out and hugged Yang Jingfeng's head in his arms.

"It would be great if I died in Ah Li's arms like this. At least, you will always remember me. At least, my position in your heart cannot be replaced by anyone. At least, I am still me." Yang Jingfeng stood up. With a huge body, resting his head on Xiao Muli's arms, he whispered softly.

The voice became lower and lower, and gradually became inaudible.

"Idiot!" Xiao Muli watched Yang Jingfeng slowly close his eyes, suddenly felt that the sky was dark, his heart was so painful that he was numb, and screamed fiercely.

There was darkness in front of her eyes, and after a while, she gradually recovered her vision. Xiao Muli felt that her heart was about to die.

Huge despair hit her, and she couldn't breathe.

This kind of pain cannot be escaped. Why is this kind of pain so familiar yet so strange?
Why put her in such severe pain again, what should she do?
Thinking of this, Xiao Muli was startled.

Why did she use the three words "again"?How did she feel when Weiyi disappeared in that catastrophe?
It should be distraught, worse than this moment, right?Why can't she remember it at all, she just has this incident in her mind, but she doesn't store this painful feeling.

But when the body encounters similar pain, it will feel inexplicably familiar.

Why is this happening? There is a clear deviation between the memory of the brain and the memory of the body.

Xiao Muli was stunned for a moment, his mind was in chaos.

(End of this chapter)