The sky gradually darkened, and the Salt Mt. Mountains fell into darkness.
"Dad, why haven't my mother come back yet?" Xiao Zhuzi asked again. His little eyes blinked and stared at the flat ground of the Salt Mang Mountain, as if his mother could emerge from it at any time.
"Mom has only been there for a day, why are you anxious? If you are sleepy, go to your father's ring to have a sleep." Chu Moshang picked up the little bug.
The little bug shook her head stubbornly, her eyes still staring ahead. He didn't want to sleep, he had to wait for his mother to come back, but in the darkness, there was nothing except the occasional night wind.
In the dungeon of Yimang Mountain, Feng Zhilou stood on the street of Yimang City. Finally, after looking back at the Yimang City, he walked towards the high platform in frustration.
"I can't do it..."
Zhilou's nose was sour, she really couldn't do it. She gave up Jian Xinghen's life to save Chu Moshang...
If Jian Xinghen was not so accommodating to her, if Jian Xinghen selflessly did not give her antidote, she could rob and snatch them together. But now, Jian Xinghen is determined to give her a slap, and she wants to fulfill her.
How could she take the life of her biological father?
Zhilou sighed softly. She knew what it meant to leave like this. In three months, she would lose her beloved man.
Her steps were extremely heavy, almost dragging on the ground, standing on the platform, pressing the button that Jian Xinghen pressed, and instantly, the platform rose and rushed upwards.
The huge rumbling sound alarmed Jian Xinghen. He jumped out of the main city of Salt Gang and stared at Feng Zhilou, which was rising in the darkness.
"Zhilou, where are you going? Don't you want the antidote?"
Feng Zhilou heard the sound, lowered his head, and looked sadly at Jian Xinghen chasing on the ground. The wind blew his clothes and hair, and his frown brows made him look heavy.
"No, the antidote is your life, I can't afford it!"
Feng Zhilou smiled bitterly, the platform was rising faster and faster, and Jian Xinghen's figure became smaller and smaller.
"Zhilou, my child, I don't care, I really don't care. After working hard for so many years, I finally understand, I understand!" Jian Xinghen shouted loudly.
In the end, his figure and his voice all rose and disappeared with the rise of the platform. Feng Zhilou believed that after this, Jian Xinghen would not attack the holy land again. The city of Jian Xinghen was in Jian Xinghen’s lifetime.
Will live in peace with the Holy Land.
When the last wave of dust disappeared, Feng Zhilou stood on the north ridge of the Yimang Mountain. She saw the father and son waiting there. Shang held the little bug, and the little bug looked here with his head tilted.
"Mom, it's Mom!"
The little bug broke free from Chu Moshang's arms and ran quickly towards Fengzhilou.
Zhilou wiped his eyes, stretched out his arms, and hugged his son who was flying in his arms. She hugged the little bug tightly, but her eyes looked at Chu Moshang sadly.
Shang then walked over with great strides, staring at her face, giving her a very light smile.
"It's windy here, let's go back."
The first sentence he said was not to ask her about the antidote, but to say that the wind was strong here and she was asked to go home. The tone was so dull and slow that he seemed to have no concern about whether the antidote was brought back.
"Why don't you ask about the antidote? Why don't you ask me?"
Feng Zhilou was very sad, her eyes were wet. On the way back, she was thinking about how to say that she had failed, how to face Chu Moshang, and how to face her and him for the last three months?
But he didn't ask, and didn't mention a single word.
The more dull the Shang was, the sadder the Zhilou was. Finally, she couldn't help it and sobbed down.
"Mom, why are you crying? Mom, don't cry." The little insect shook Zhilou's arm. He didn't understand why Niang cried. Mom was so powerful that the evil man hid in fear.
"Stop crying."
Chu Moshang walked over and wiped away the tears from Zhilou's cheek. When he saw Zhilou coming back so soon and the expression on his face, he knew that things had not succeeded, and she was even sadder than him.
"I can't do it!"
Feng Zhilou grabbed Chu Moshang's arm sadly and leaned her head against his shoulder. She didn't want to lose him, but what else could she do besides that divine stone?
"Let's go, Zhilou, rest for one night. We will regain the holy land tomorrow. Don't forget. You said that when attacking the holy land, you must do your best."
Chu Moshang carried the little insect over, held Zhilou's hand, and walked back.
Feng Zhilou walked step by step beside Chu Moshang and returned to Fengjiazhuang. Longfather and elders had been taken to the village by Feng Yunzheng, and were entertained with kindness. So many people in the holy land suddenly arrived at Fengjiazhuang.
The people from Fengjiazhuang are here, but the big thing is that the whole Fengjiazhuang is in full bloom.
The little bug arrived at the entrance of the village and broke free from Chu Moshang and ran to the village quickly, but Feng Zhilou was in no mood at all. She still followed Chu Moshang silently and became the person in the village.
When she saw Miss Fengqi and greeted her, she just nodded and could not be infected by the atmosphere in the village.
Longfu and the elders had no idea that Shang Jiang was going to die soon. They were planning the future of the holy land and knew that they would attack the holy land the next day. They were all full of energy and passionate.
Feng Zhilou really didn't want to hear such a celebration, so she made an excuse to be tired and went back to the room. She lyed on the bed with her eyes blankly looking at the ceiling.
Yin Yao poisoned Jian Xinghen and forced him not to be a human being, but could only be a ghost in the mountains of Yanmang Mountain. Now, Jian Xinghen's daughter is trapped in this helpless pain. Although she is dead, she is still proud.
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"Are you very proud?"
Feng Zhilou suddenly sat up and stared at her eyes widened. She was unwilling to accept that why would the living be at the mercy of a dead person?
"Yin Yao, are you really that powerful? Are you sure there is no antidote for the ruins of the Golden Toad Gu? I just don't believe it!"
It cannot be just a divine stone. Since it is poisonous, there is a cure. There must be an antidote. But where is the antidote? Feng Zhilou gasped slightly.
"Aren't you tired? Why aren't you sleeping?"
Chu Moshang had already come in at some point and stood at the door and looked at her with deep eyes.
"I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out..." Feng Zhilou pinched his forehead.
Chu Moshang walked over, stood beside her, and stroked her hair lovingly.
"Jian Xinghen..."
"He is my biological father, he was poisoned like you." Feng Zhilou lowered her head. She would not hide this fact from Chu Moshang.
After hearing this, Shang frowned and finally understood why Zhilou was so worried. He didn't expect that Jian Xinghen was actually Zhilou's father.