A Thousand Faces of Grace

Chapter 439 A Mirage Becomes a Death 3
The mournful sound shook the heavens and the earth, but the moment it was uttered, it disappeared into nothingness.

Unlike the previous times, the mournful cry of the mirage beast did not cause any abnormality in the outside world. The sea was calm and the sea breeze was still weak, but the mirage beast itself bled from its seven orifices after this mournful cry.

This cry expresses my own heart, no one can empathize with it, and I don't need them to understand.

This kind of sadness does not require the sadness of vegetation, the resonance of the sea, or even venting.

This kind of sadness is like a cup of bitter wine, which can only be experienced silently.

Sebao was at the side, unable to hold back the tears.

Xiao Muli was the same, tears flowed down like beads with a broken thread.

Although the mirage beast didn't need to share the same sorrow, she felt it. This kind of sorrow was the same as when she learned the news of the undisturbed death and thought that Yang Jingfeng and Lan Junque died for her in the Ten Thousand Gu Cave.

However, the mirage beast chose not to vent its anger on the outside world, and tasted it silently, but she wanted to destroy the world and be buried with her sorrow.

"Is there really no other way?" Xiao Muli murmured, looking at Sebao involuntarily.

Hearing this, Sebao lowered his head and thought for a moment, then looked at the mirage beast, felt her determination, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and said, "Perhaps, there is another way to save him."

Hearing the words, the mirage beast suddenly lit up again with its dim eyes, and came to Sebao in a flash, babbled excitedly and said: "What can you do? Tell me quickly. If you can do it, you will go through fire and water. No hesitation."

The two are both beasts, Se Bao can naturally understand her words.

When Yang Jingfeng heard the words, his heart moved. He naturally knew what method Sebao was talking about, but the price to pay was too high, so he weighed it before not saying it.

However, judging by the reaction of the mirage beast just now, if Ming Aohuai died, her life would be blank and meaningless.

After hesitating for a moment, he swallowed what he was about to say, without stopping Sebao.

"Although he still has a breath, his vitality has been cut off, and ordinary methods can't bring him back, unless..."

Se Bao said in a low voice, hesitant in his heart, looking at the mirage beast with deep pity.

"Unless what?" the mirage beast asked anxiously, and couldn't help reaching out to hold Sebao's arms.

"Unless you are willing to give up your cultivation and transfer the inner alchemy to him, then he will have a chance of survival." Seeing Caibao's struggle and embarrassment, Yang Jingfeng said, it is better for him to say such words.

The mirage beast was shocked, without any hesitation, its eyes flashed with determination, and it whispered to Yang Jingfeng, expressing that she was willing to do so.

Yang Jingfeng sighed, he knew that the mirage beast would make such a choice, that's why he didn't want to say it.

"Once you lose the inner alchemy, your cultivation base will be crippled, and your spiritual intelligence will be completely useless. Not to mention that you can no longer transform into a human form, even your previous memories will slowly disappear. And in the end, forget about him..."

Yang Jingfeng couldn't bear to explain that he hoped to stop the mirage beast.

Hearing the words, the mirage beast was shocked again, retreated a few steps, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

She can explain everything else, but she is really reluctant to forget him.

However, as long as he can be saved, even if he has no intelligence, no memory, no face to face, and becomes a real beast, so what?

A trace of pain flashed in the mirage beast's eyes, but it soon regained its firmness.

If my existence can save you, that is the meaning of my practice.

(End of this chapter)