C222 Heartbreak and Sadness

Lyu Rong and Le Soong were the first to bear the brunt of this catastrophe. Both of them spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood at the same time. Le Soong took back the Immortal Sword from afar, but the flying sword was covered with shocking cracks, as if the wind could break it at any time. The thousands of ice swords that Lyu Rong transformed into also disappeared without a trace.

Everyone's face was pale, and they were gasping for breath. Their hair was fluttering in the wind, and they looked a bit embarrassed.

After a while, a few soft coughs came from the originally lonely place...

After that, Lyu Rong started laughing crazily. "Hahaha... What Jizhan Spell?! That's all!"

Chen Tianming felt dizzy. He looked at Lyu Rong's face in a daze. The corners of his mouth actually carried a wisp of an unyielding cold smile. But gradually, Lyu Rong's face became his grandmother's. She was standing in front of him with her arms wide open. Chen Tianming's lips moved slightly, and he wanted to call her grandmother. However, he could not make any sound. His vision went black, and he lost consciousness.

But at this moment, besides Lyu Rong, no one else would make fun of him. Even if the one who triggered the Jizhan Spell was Chen Tianming... He was proud of himself. They didn't have time to check the condition of their bodies. Like Xiao Xiao, they searched for Chen Tianming in the messy manor. When they saw Chen Tianming's cold body, a strange thought appeared in their minds at the same time. "This person who looks like a devil star... Is he really going to die just like that?"

Xiao Xiao looked at Chen Tianming's bloodstained cold body from afar. She sobbed and cried with all her might, "Tianming!" He desperately tried to get rid of Lyu Ying's restraint.

Lyu Ying's heart softened and she let go of Xiao Xiao's hand. Xiao Xiao loosened her grip and ran towards the place where Chen Tianming had fallen.

When the Jizhan Spell was activated, Guu Chunfeng was quickly pulled by Le Soong behind him. The impact he received was the smallest among all of them. At this moment, he also woke up and saw Xiao Xiao rushing towards Chen Tianming. He could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood due to anger.

Chen Tianming's entire body was badly mutilated and there was not a trace of a good condition. Just by relying on the Smoke Cloud Sword Art that was accompanied by life and death, one could still vaguely recognize him. The smoke and smoke were tightly pressed to his chest. A faint silver light covered the surface of his body.

Xiao Xiao reached out her hand and gently caressed Chen Tianming's face. Her expression was stunned and she suddenly shouted, "Tianming!" She quickly grabbed the Smoke Cloud Sword's hilt and swung it towards the pink neck with her backhand.

"Xiao Xiao, stop!" Lyu Ying shouted. She was shocked and came back. She grabbed Xiao Xiao's wrist and shook off the smoke in her hand.

Xiao Xiao turned her head and there was actually a trace of coldness and determination in her eyes as she said indifferently, "Grandmother, I did not think that you would actually be like this..." As she said this, Xiao Xiao could not continue.

Lyu Ying did not know why but she actually did not dare to face Xiao Xiao's gaze. Worry, love, pain, fear. All kinds of conflicting feelings interweaved in her heart. Her hand loosened but it tightened even more tightly as if she was afraid that she would lose the most precious thing in the world if she let go. He lowered his head and said, "Actually,grandma doesn't want him to be like this, but do you know what Grandma did? It was all for you, for your dead grandfather. And for the Xiao family! "

Xiao Xiao smiled sadly and said," It doesn't matter anymore. No matter where it is,i will follow him."

Behind him, Xiao Faang's voice was sorrowful as he said, "Silly child, could it be that you really want to leave your father behind? Your mother left early. The moment you were born, she left me! Even if you don't cherish yourself, you still won't be able to save him... " As he spoke, hot tears welled up in his eyes.

The love in his heart had once been like a bubble, but it did not dissipate in the slightest. He did not expect that their reunion just now would be a permanent farewell.

Xiao Xiao and Chen Tianming had been together for a long time. Although their tempers were different, they were very compatible with each other. All of a sudden, such a person who could not give up on life and death disappeared in front of her, but she could not do anything about it. She could not even take revenge for Chen Tianming!

Who could she hate?

The injustice of the heavens, the lack of affection between people, the appearance of Guu Chunfeng, or the unreasonable interference of Le Soong, Lyu Ying and the others? Whose fault was this? Who was the one who took Chen Tianming away?

Xiao Xiao stared blankly at Chen Tianming's cold face, hoping for a miracle to appear, but her lips unconsciously had traces of hot blood being bitten by thin teeth.

She had lived in a family where she did not have to worry about food and clothing since she was young, but no one could truly enter her heart. Even her closest family members would inevitably be busy because of their work. Ignoring her concern, there was only Chen Tianming. On the surface, there was always a hint of loneliness that people could not figure out. This trace of loneliness had attracted her so much that she was now sincerely caring for him. The two of them did not ask for any results, nor did they ask for love to be so intense. However, they wanted to rely on each other and follow each other.

However, why did the heavens make such a joke? Why did they bring the only person who entered their sea of consciousness to another world?

Lyu Ying squatted down and reached out to grab Chen Tianming's cold wrist. She pinched his pulse and put it down. She sighed and said, "Child, you should be more open-minded. There will always be death. Even if it is a true hermit, no one can escape the shackles of life and death!"

Lyu Rong, who was far away, heard Lyu Ying's words and frowned. He strode forward and shouted coldly: "Who is this girl?"

Lyu Ying was shocked. She quickly stood up and respectfully stood at the side. She said with a trembling voice, "Third Protectro, she, she is my granddaughter and also part of my clan's external branch!"

"Mother!" Xiao Faang had never seen his mother before. He was so humble to a person he was not familiar with, and he did not know what Lyu Ying meant by the branch of the family. He could not help but feel puzzled and called out.

Xiao Xiao also turned her head to look but there was less anger in her eyes.

Lyu Rong's gaze kept wandering between Lyu Ying and Xiao Xiao. The cold aura around him became thicker and thicker, making everyone not dare to breathe loudly.

"Third Protectro, you..." After a long time, Lyu Ying said nervously. Unexpectedly, Lyu Rong waved his hand and interrupted her without turning his head. He went straight towards Xiao Xiao.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them nervously. They did not know who this man in black who appeared later on was. However, this scene made everyone on the scene stick close to each other. After all, the terrifying battle from before was still vivid in their minds.

Probably out of instinct as a father, Xiao Faang took a step forward and stood in front of Xiao Xiao. He stared at Lyu Rong and shouted loudly. "Who are you? What do you want?"

Lyu Rong curled his lips in disdain and said coldly, "You dare to stop me? Move aside! " Without waiting for Xiao Faang to react, he swung his palm forward.

"No!" Lyu Ying's eyes were sharp and she cried out in grief. She flew to block it, but she was only a martial artist who cultivated internal energy. How could she withstand Lyu Rong's attack? She only had time to grab Xiao Faang's hand before she was swept away by the strong astral wind with a "bang."

Lyu Ying only had time to vomit out blood and was unconscious. Because Lyu Ying was anxious to protect her son and had endured most of the force, Xiao Faang was relatively lightly injured. However, his ordinary body could not withstand the cold air that entered his body. He only lasted for a few seconds and was still unconscious.

Everything happened one after another in front of his eyes. Xiao Xiao's originally fragile nerves were already unable to bear the burden. Her eyes became absent-minded and her expression immediately became wooden. She quietly squatted by the side and her dazed eyes did not move as she looked at Lyu Ying and Xiao Faang, who were lying unconscious on the ground in the distance. It was as if everything in the world had nothing to do with her.

She felt neither pain nor sadness. She felt as if she was hurt in her heart.

There was not a single tear in her eyes. If her heart had died, how could there be grief and anger?

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