Chapter 1609 (1/2)
Under the mountain, Yang Feng has successfully integrated the seal of Yan Emperor, and his strength has been improved again to achieve the twelve major consummation of Yuanshen. It is already the most perfect level in the realm of Yuanshen and is in a saturated state.
Next, his next promotion will be Xiaosheng realm.
However, Yang Feng knows that it is useless to rely on foreign things to promote the realm of Xiaosheng. He needs great merit and Enlightenment of Taoism and Dharma.
Although Yang Feng has some merits and virtues, his merits and virtues are not enough to become saints.
Today's Saint level masters were promoted ten thousand years ago. Up to now, there has been no little Saint realm.
In fact, the only Saint level masters left now, although they once made great contributions to the world, when they became saints, their former beliefs and minds had changed long ago, and they were no longer the same.
In the void, the beautiful figure of Qiu Jinse slowly floated in front of Yang Feng. In a coma, her eyes were closed, like a fairy sleeping for thousands of years.
Yang Feng slowly stretched out his hand and gently stroked Qiu Jinse's face.
”I wronged you and let you sleep for so long. I hope you don't hate me when you wake up.”
Thinking that Qiu Jinse is about to recover, Yang Feng is a little nervous because he doesn't know how to explain to Qiu Jinse.
Qiu Jinse's father, Persian dragon, was a fickle villain who betrayed him several times.
But Yang Feng didn't care. He never killed the Persian dragon. Only for the last time, the Persian dragon colluded with Xuanshui City, causing great unrest and killing and injuring tens of millions of people.
Yang Feng couldn't forgive the Persian dragon for such a great sin, so he destroyed it. Once Qiu Jinse woke up, how should he explain it to her?
Yang Feng is not afraid, but his heart is still fragile in front of emotion. This may be the so-called chivalrous tenderness.
Gently stroking Qiu Jinse's face, Yang Feng murmured, ”after waking up, even if you blame me, I have no regrets. In fact, there are some things you don't have a choice, and I don't have a choice, just blame us for the wrong era.”
WOW!
The life soul beads emitting white light, the mighty Qi and vibrant vitality are constantly integrated into Qiu Jinse's body.
The life soul beads emitting great vitality, like white ice and snow, blend into the Yintang of autumn.
The vigorous force, like the water of a river, surged out. Then, Qiu Jinse's pale face gradually became ruddy.
Looking at the change of her face, Yang Feng was nervous, but he also looked forward to what had happened in his consciousness.
It was the battle of the king's city. In the palace, Qiu Jinse pointed her sword directly at herself. Then she suddenly turned back and pointed her sharp long sword at the Persian dragon, her father.
But in the end, Qiu Jinse chose to end her own life.
At that moment, how sad, painful and helpless she was. Even today, Yang Feng still remembered and never forgot the scenes that had happened.
He vowed that after Qiu Jinse woke up, he would treat Qiu Jinse well and would not let her have any grievances.
He was unable to stop all the tragedies at the beginning, but he is different now.
WOW!
Waves full of vitality and air waves full of soul quickly spread around. The skin color of autumn Jinse completely returned to normal. In the clear wind, Yang Feng also felt a breath of life.
This is the breath of life of Qiu Jinse. She has been resurrected.
”Yang Feng.”
In the breeze, the familiar voice of Qiu Jinse came.
This is a long lost voice. I don't know how many times this voice has repeatedly appeared in Yang Feng's mind, but it is an illusion. Only this time is true.
Hoo Hoo!
The breeze was blowing slowly, and the autumn zither in the wind slowly sat up. She slowly turned around, and her dark and beautiful long hair was slowly flowing in the wind.
She is like a fairy who has been sleeping for thousands of years. She just woke up today. Her memory is hazy, as if all her memories have been blurred.
But the most beloved person has never forgotten.
”Yang Feng.” The familiar gentle voice came again.
In the wind, Yang Feng's body trembled slightly. All this seemed to come too late and too suddenly. All this seemed to be illusory, but it also seemed to be true.
”Jinse.”
Yang Feng quickly walked over and hugged Qiu Jinse tightly. He hugged her in his arms and didn't dare to loosen it.
It seems that once released, qiujinse will melt like ice and snow and disappear into his life again.
”Yang Feng, I thought I would never see you again in this life.”
Qiu Jinse also hugged Yang Feng tightly. Her voice was weak and desolate. Maybe she remembered that scene.
”Jin se, do you know that since the war of the King City, I have been running around looking for life soul beads to save you. I have worked hard. Today I finally got life soul beads, but when you wake up, all my efforts are worth it.”
Yang Feng gently stroked Qiu Jinse's hair and saw her beautiful face, which was both familiar and strange.
In the breeze, Qiu Jinse also slowly stretched out his hand. The beautiful Qianqian jade hand gently touched Yang Feng's face.
”You've lost weight, but you seem to have a stronger breath.”
Gently stroking Yang Feng's cheek, Qiu Jinse's gentle voice came.
”Jinse.”
In the breeze, at the foot of the mountain, Yang Feng and Qiu Jinse looked at each other and didn't speak for a long time. Perhaps at this moment, there is no language to describe their mood at the moment.
Everything is like a dream.
Everything is so real.
After a long time, Qiu Jinse finally asked, ”Yang Feng, my father and my mother, are they all right?”