"Who are you?"
Finally, the white-haired man who exuded coldness slightly frowned and asked again, seemingly unhappy.
This made her answer.
Yan Xiangnuan looked at the other party helplessly.
"Do you know Zhang Yuan, the head of Xuanmen?"
Yan Xiangnuan asked simply. "" Yan Xiangnuan had been staring at the other party.
When she said the name of her master Zhang Yuan, the other party's eyes and pupils trembled slightly, and her calm eyes were tinged with emotion.
"Knowing" Yan Xiangnuan.
From these simple conversations, he knew that the other party was a man of few words, so he confirmed it again.
"We know each other."
After a while, the white-haired man finally admitted.
Yan Xiangnuan immediately smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as he was about to call him his senior brother, he bent down to help his uncle Feng Lixiao up.
Then Jin Weimo poured a cup of tea on the desk and Feng Lixiao woke up.
He opened his groggy head and looked at Jin Weimo for a moment: "What's wrong with me?"
Feng Lixiao hurried to the bar, opened the office door and walked in.
He saw two people he didn't know appeared in the office, and he also saw Wenwen lying on the ground.
He rushed in anxiously, and the next moment Passed out without any consciousness.
"You were knocked unconscious by An Jin."
Yan Xiangnuan answered his uncle Feng Lixiao's doubts.
A normal fight between two metaphysicians was in such a shielded space.
If he suddenly opened the door, he would naturally be injured by the dark aura surging in the air, leading to coma.
"Oh."
Feng Lixiao nodded, then looked to the side, and saw his woman lying beside him: "Wenwen" called out, Feng Lixiao immediately climbed over and helped the woman over there, looking at He looked worried, and gently stroked the woman's face with his hands, trying to wake up the unconscious woman.
"Wenwen, wake up."
Feng Lixiao continued to call the woman anxiously. "" Yan Xiangnuan looked at the anxious Feng Lixiao, and then at the woman's bloodless cheeks, feeling a slight bulge in his heart.
This woman "She's dead."
Just when Yan Xiangnuan was debating whether to tell his uncle Feng Lixiao the specific truth about the woman he was holding in his arms, the white-haired man standing aside spoke up and stared at Feng Lixiao with doubtful eyes. , as if everyone is dead, what are you doing?
dead Feng Lixiao seemed to have digested the words of the white-haired man, and immediately shook his head: "No, it won't."
He shook his head firmly, as if he didn't believe that the woman was dead, but everyone is like this, he reached out and tore off the tape on the woman's mouth.
Then, with trembling hands, he tried to feel the breath from the tip of his nose. "" Feng Lixiao's mood collapsed.
The normally calm man suddenly became confused when his fingers couldn't feel the breath of the woman in his arms.
"No, Wenwen, wake up, I'm Li Xiao, don't say anything, don't scare me."
"Uncle."
Jin Weimo was used to seeing people die, so he didn't react much.
But when he saw his uncle looking so sad, he still called him.
"Quickly, call me an ambulance.
Wenwen won't die."
Feng Lixiao was very uneasy and looked at Jin Weimo with worry in his eyes.
"Alas" Yan Xiangnuan sighed softly, then looked at the woman who was standing there stupidly, seemingly unaware of what was going on, and said, "Do you have any last words to say?"
When Yan Xiangnuan said something, everyone in the room immediately looked at Yan Xiangnuan, including the female ghost.
"You" the female ghost looked at Yan Xiangnuan with a puzzled expression.
The white-haired man also stared at Yan Xiangnuan with complicated eyes and expressions, as if he was seeking to verify Yan Xiangnuan's identity, and seemed to be curious about Yan Xiangnuan's true identity.
"Uncle, her soul is still here.
If you have anything to say to her, she can hear it."
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Yan Xiangnuan lowered his eyes again and looked at his uncle Feng Lixiao, signaling him to tell him what he was thinking. "" Feng Lixiao hugged the person in his arms tightly with both hands, looked up at Yan Xiangnuan, and shook his head sadly: "She is not dead, she will not die, how could she be willing to leave me, how could she be willing to abandon me. " "I'm sorry, Li Xiao."
The soul of the woman named Wenwen slowly appeared in front of Feng Lixiao.
Because I had just become a ghost and a soul, I was not used to being able to reach the place I wanted to go without walking, so I was a little surprised, and then my eyes became misty with tears.
"It seems that I am really leaving you this time."
Wenwen said lightly, with a tone of reluctance, but also a hint of relief.
Maybe in her relationship with Feng Lixiao, she was the one who paid more and was more tired.
Otherwise, why would there be any relief?
"Wenwen is back," Feng Lixiao called, his voice trembling.
"I'm here."
Wenwen looked at Feng Lixiao, who was so close but couldn't see her at all, with tears in her eyes sadly, but she still nodded and answered Feng Lixiao's call.
"Uncle, she is right in front of you."
Yan Xiangnuan reminded.
Feng Lixiao immediately froze, looking at the air in front of him, holding the woman's body in his arms tightly: "Wenwen, come back, don't die, you don't want to get married, wake up, come back to life, We’re going to get married right away, and I’ll give you a grand wedding as compensation, okay?”
Feng Lixiao said, with a hint of prayer and promise in his tone.
It can be seen from a few of his words that Feng Lixiao may not intend to get married, but at this moment when he realized that he had lost her, he suddenly understood that marriage bindings did not seem to be that important anymore.
On the plane, Feng Lixiao has now begun to enter the ranks of middle-aged people.
He usually behaves vigorously and resolutely, but at this moment he has become a little timid and cowardly.
After all, no matter how strong a person is, in the face of fate and death They will all look very pale and feeble.
Yan Xiangnuan also took a careful look at the woman's face.
The woman named Wenwen's lifespan has expired, so Yan Xiangnuan can't help her.
Some people die but their bodies are still alive.
If so, they can return to their bodies.
The ones among them continue to live, and the lifespan of this woman named Wenwen has reached the end, so she can only accept the fact of death, and the Daluo Immortal is still unable to save herself.
"I'm sorry, Li Xiao, I can't have a wedding with you, and I can't grow old together with you."
Listening to Feng Li Xiao's pleading words, the female ghost squatted in front of Feng Li Xiao, her eyes filled with tears, and she stretched out her hand to gently Touching Feng Lixiao's face, the soul's fingers passed through Feng Lixiao's face.
The woman was stunned in shock, staring at her hands that had become insubstantial.
Her face was filled with helplessness and loss.
It was not until this moment that she believed that she was dead, really dead. aa2705221: