Heaven Burning Devil God/C63 Sang of Left Wind
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C63 Sang of Left Wind

Without much pause, Teng Xiao Yun revealed all of his secrets. Zuo Feng also finally understood the past of his master and Aunt Zhuang. Although he hadn't solved all the mysteries of his transformation, he had a rough understanding of it. It was the mysterious stone block that he obtained from the Ancient Desolate Country's secret realm.

After Teng Xiao Yun said this, he began to pant heavily. It was obvious that he was already breathing much less.

Zuo Feng felt as if a sharp knife was stabbing into his heart. To him, Teng Xiao Yun was like a family member. However, now that he was facing his loved ones who seemed to be like a dying candle, the flame of his life force was slowly burning out. This was not good enough for an outsider to enjoy.

"Cough …" "Cough …" A violent cough pulled Zuo Feng back from his sad thoughts.

"Master, how are you?" Zuo Feng asked anxiously.

After Teng Xiao Yun coughed, his face became even paler. At this moment, the normally tall and strong middle-aged man was already as haggard as an old man. However, he still smiled as he looked at Zuo Feng and shook his head.

"I already have the awareness to leave this chaotic world. Don't feel sad for me, fate has already treated me well. It has given me more than ten years. Your talent is very good. If you are able to persevere, one day, you will become the strongest person on this continent. Unfortunately, I am unable to personally witness that. " As he spoke, Teng Xiao Yun's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Master, don't talk anymore. Please take a rest. I have some medicine Aunt Zhuang gave me as well as the antidote I just bought." Even if the poison in your body can't be cured, it might be able to lessen your pain. "

Zuo Feng tried his best to hold back the grief in his heart as he spoke. He reached out and pulled Teng Xiao Yun into his arms. A wave of grief and hatred that came from gnashing his teeth filled his heart. He hated this day, 'Since I saved my master, why can't I give him a chance to live on? No matter how slim that chance is, Zuo Feng will still grasp onto it desperately.

He hated the Tianfeng Martial Immortal even more. Even after so many years had passed, he still refused to let his master go. 'He has decided to live in seclusion in this remote mountain village for the rest of his life, so why can't I let him.'

"I can't rest. Your medicine can't cure my poison at all. I know this better than you do." The villagers will probably need your care in the future. The burden on your shoulders will not be light. "

Zuo Feng's tears fell again, but he gritted his teeth and nodded.

"I brought that stone block out from the secret realm. I believe you have already seen it. Do not show it to anyone. Do not mention it to anyone. That also involves your greatest secret, so you must treat it with caution in the future. I think that if it's you, you might really be able to solve the secret within. "

Zuo Feng wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with his sleeve, nodded his head, and said, "Master, I will take care of this, but Teng Fang …"

"Cough …" Your Aunt Zhuang and I have never mentioned this to Teng Fang. His character is too hasty, and even if I said it many times, it would be of no use. Moreover, his physique is too ordinary, so those things are harmful to him. " After taking a few breaths, he continued.

"I do not wish for him to know about the existence of this thing. If you are able to solve the secrets within, then protect everything that you obtain. If you are unable to break it, then bury it in the cave forever and never let it appear in this world again. Cough … Cough … Can you promise me that? "

Although Zuo Feng's mind was in a mess, when he saw his master's weak and hopeful eyes, he could only grit his teeth and nod his head with difficulty. He couldn't and couldn't disobey Teng Xiao Yun's last wish.

"Master, I …"

"Sigh, you have to know, no one can escape the cycle of life and death. The number of things in the world that are inferior to one's will is eighty to ninety percent. The more you experience, the more you will be able to calmly view many things. "In the past, you were too kind, and if you don't act decisively, you might suffer. However, after seeing that you have schemed against those gray-clothed men, I am finally relieved."

Teng Xiao Yun didn't let Zuo Feng finish his words and spoke. His words were filled with sorrow, like a parting speech. Recently, he went from being helpless in the beginning to killing Big Long Zuo Lie, to leading those teenagers to ambush the bandits. He had become more and more mature, and now that he was dealing with the grey-clothed person, he could really be merciless to his enemies.

Zuo Feng didn't know what to say, nor did he know what to say. Although the secrets he had heard just now had confused him, at the moment, he was only focused on Teng Xiao Yun.

Teng Xiao Yun's breathing became weaker and weaker. The corners of his mouth gently opened and closed, and his voice was very weak. Zuo Feng could only slightly bend his body and press his ear to the corner of his mouth in order to hear everything clearly.

"Huff …" Let me stay here alone and leave quietly. Phew... "Whew." Teng Xiao Yun mumbled weakly.

Zuo Feng was upset, but he shook his head and said, "Master, how can I leave? You are so weak now, how can I leave now?"

He didn't understand why Teng Xiao Yun would make such a request, but he refused. Then, he saw a trace of sadness flash across Teng Xiao Yun's eyes and his breathing became more rapid. That look of disappointment was like a person who failed to fulfill their last request. That disappointment made Zuo Feng's heart clench. The next moment, he subconsciously nodded his head.

Seeing Zuo Feng nod in agreement, a smile appeared on Teng Xiao Yun's pale face. With this smile, Teng Xiao Yun's face seemed to turn red.

Zuo Feng didn't understand why Teng Xiao Yun didn't want to be accompanied at the last moment and was happy when he agreed. This request is just to let him stay here alone. Why would he want to silently bid farewell to this world alone right now? '

As if noticing that his master wanted to talk, Zuo Feng quickly moved closer to him and only heard Teng Xiao Yun's weak voice, which sounded like the chirping of insects. He said, "I know you don't understand, hehe, one day you will understand, but I hope that day will never come. "Huff …"

Zuo Feng really wanted to stay by his master's side, but when he thought about how he promised to leave him alone, that smile that came from the bottom of his heart couldn't be fake at all.

Zuo Feng then supported Teng Xiao Yun's body and laid him down slowly. He then untied the bundle and gently put it on the back of his master's head. After doing all this, Zuo Feng faced his Master and retreated step by step. He really wanted to take a few more glances and hope that his Master would look at him a few more times, even if they didn't say anything.

At a certain moment, Zuo Feng finally gritted his teeth and turned around to leave. He left Teng Xiao Yun alone and walked dozens of feet away. With his current cultivation and psychokinesis, no matter what unexpected situation he was in, he would be the first to notice it. Moreover, he would arrive at his master's side in less than a breath's time. This was the limit of what Zuo Feng could do if he left.

Zuo Feng was like a wooden sculpture as he stood there in the forest, motionless. His mind was blank. He didn't think about anything else, but voices uncontrollably came out from his mind.

"Feng Er, you can't hold on any longer?"

"Why would Master harm you?" "Continue!"

"Can't hold on anymore? This is just the beginning, you were the one who requested to train in this technique. "

"Didn't you want to protect your family and the Heavens? With your strength …"

"Is this how I teach you? If you don't want to practice, then go learn crafting from your father."

The words that Teng Xiao Yun had said kept on wandering around in Zuo Feng's mind, and the images appeared clearly in his mind. Zuo Feng had always felt that having good memory was one of his strengths, but now he hated himself for having such good memory.

Those scenes from the past, those familiar words, they were all like sharp blades that mercilessly stabbed into Zuo Feng's heart. Zuo Feng was powerless to stop it, and could only grit his teeth as he endured the waves of intense pain in his heart.

Suddenly, Zuo Feng's eyes widened. He couldn't see anything through the tree, but he still tried his best to look in the direction of his master. Because at that moment, when he probed with his psychokinesis, his master's weak life force suddenly disappeared.

Zuo Feng clearly understood what this meant. Two streams of tears flowed down uncontrollably. He raised his head high and let out a heart-wrenching roar, which resounded throughout the entire forest.

"No …"

Zuo Feng seemed to have lost all his bones as he staggered and rushed towards Teng Xiao Yun. Only a few hundred feet away, Zuo Feng seemed to have used up all of his strength to arrive. His knees, arms, and face were already covered in blood and mud. His voice was completely hoarse. One could only hear a metallic voice repeating itself.

"No no …" No... "No, no …"

His voice, which was hoarse at the beginning, had started to become inaudible. He crawled to Teng Xiao Yun's side on his hands and knees. Zuo Feng's face was already covered in tears and blood.

He had already rescued his Master, but he couldn't stop her poison from spreading. He did everything he could, but what he got in return was a painful parting from death. Zuo Feng was kneeling beside Teng Xiao Yun's corpse, staring at his pale face.

His face was serene, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he even had a hint of a smile on his face. Zuo Feng tilted his head and foolishly stayed by Teng Xiao Yun's side.

Time passed by slowly, and night fell unknowingly into the forest.

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