As soon as the young man in white robe died, all the soldiers and the archers of the Gang Arrow Team were immediately panicked. When they wanted to find the figures of Lord Ge and Master Jia, they found that Lord Ge and Master Jia had long disappeared. All the soldiers had no heads and could no longer care about the task of killing Ye Feng to wipe out the Ye family. They fled one by one.
The Ye family disciples were still unhappy and returned to the gate of the Ye family after chasing for hundreds of meters. At this moment, the gate of the Ye family was like the Shura hell, with a very pungent smell of blood.
Ye Wuyi lay quietly in Ye Qingyue's arms, her beautiful eyes closed, and a sweet smile on her pretty face. Three sharp arrows penetrated her body, the most fatal one was inserted into the heart vein.
"How is it? How is Wuyi?" Ye Feng opened his blood-red eyes and looked at Ye Qingyue nervously and said.
Ye Qingyue's tough face looked dull: "Danyi she..."
Ye Feng was shocked, and a violent look flashed in his eyes. He quickly leaned forward and listened carefully on Ye Wuyi's chest.
Suddenly, there was a hint of joy on Ye Feng's face: "Wuyi is not dead yet, Wuyi is still saved!"
After saying that, Ye Feng hurriedly took out a lot of pills from the storage ring. When he saw ordinary pills, he threw them away. He quickly found the healing pills from Qingyun Sect and continued to ate Wu's clothes.
Ye Qingyue shook his head with a deep expression: "It's useless to do this. Wuyi's injuries are too serious, and his heart veins are almost broken. We cannot cure Wuyi with the existing elixir."
A violent look flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and he couldn't help but shout: "Then what else do you want me to do? What should I do? What should I do to save Wuyi!"
"Tell me!"
"Tell me!!!"
Ye Feng stretched out his hands and shook Ye Qingyue's shoulders desperately, his face full of madness, and two lines of blood and tears flowed out of his eyes.
A man doesn't cry easily because he has not arrived at the sad place
Ye Qingyue was silent, and all the disciples of the Ye family were silent.
“Ah~~~~~~~”
Ye Feng couldn't help but roared to the sky, watching Ye Wuyi's life pass, but he couldn't do anything. This feeling made Ye Feng feel as if he was pierced by thousands of arrows and ants were devouring his heart, and he was helpless.
Thump! Ye Feng knelt down, stretched out his hands and gently stroked Ye Wuyi's pretty face, and called gently: "Wuyi, Wuyi..."
Ye Wuyi still closed her beautiful eyes tightly, and there was a sweet smile on her pretty face. Perhaps, in her eyes, seeing Ye Feng at the last glance made her contented.
Suddenly, a faint ripples flashed in the sky, and a figure in white appeared in the air.
Ye Feng was suddenly shocked, looked up at the visitor in the sky, and immediately said happily: "Master!" The visitor was Lu Zhenqun.
Ye Feng then shouted: "Master, save Wuyi!"
Lu Zhenqun took a light step and appeared in front of Ye Feng. His eyes suddenly condensed, and he said with a serious expression: "It was actually almost pierced by the arrow!"
Ye Feng said hurriedly: "Master, save Wuyi quickly."
Lu Zhenqun waved his hand and there was an ice coffin on the ground. The ice coffin was snow-white all over, made of ice crystals. When Lu Zhenqun opened the lid of Ye Wuyi, he gently put Ye Wuyi in and closed the lid of the coffin.
Looking at Ye Wuyi in the ice coffin, Ye Feng whispered: "Master, even you can't save Wuyi, right?"
Lu Zhenqun pondered for a moment, and finally sighed: "Yes, Master is just extending the time when his heart veins are broken. Next, Master will go to Zhongzhou, where there is a friend of Master, and maybe she can save Wuyi's life."
Hearing this, Ye Feng looked happy, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Lu Zhenqun, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Master."
"Are you still so polite to Master?" Lu Zhenqun waved his hand, and Ye Feng's body couldn't help but stand up.
"It's not too late, let's leave first! Otherwise, your little girlfriend might not be able to hold on for a few days."
Lu Zhenqun looked solemn, and with a wave of his hand, the ice coffin disappeared.
"Yeah!" Ye Feng nodded happily.
"Also, I will deal with the matter of building a warehouse city, so you don't have to worry."
Leave a sentence, Lu Zhenqun took a light step and his body slowly dissipated.
The blood red in Ye Feng's eyes slowly faded away, replaced by a clear light. Looking at the direction where Lu Zhenqun disappeared, he murmured softly: "Thank you, Master!"
Ye Qingyue waved his hand and shouted: "Purge the mess!"
"Yes!" The surviving disciples of the Ye family responded one after another.
One hour later, in the hall of the Ye family.
Ye Qingyue and Ye Feng sat next to each other, while Yu Fengwu sat next to Ye Feng.
At this moment, the three of them had no intention of joking. After a long time, Ye Qingyue sighed softly: "When will you leave?"
Ye Feng said calmly: "It's almost done."
"Hey!" Ye Qingyue sighed again. After these two short hours, Ye Qingyue seemed to have grown much older.
"Take good care of yourself!" After a moment of silence, Ye Qingyue spoke: "Don't worry about the Ye family anymore."
Ye Feng nodded, stood up, bowed deeply, turned to Yu Fengwu and said, "Fengwu, let's go!" Ye Feng didn't want to stay in the Ye family for a moment. As long as he closed his eyes, Wuyi's sad smile would appear in Ye Feng's mind and would not dissipate for a long time.
Yu Fengwu hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes!"
Ye Feng stopped stopping and walked out of the hall, and Yu Fengwu followed slowly.
As soon as he walked out of the hall, Ye Feng paused slightly, turned around, and looked at Ye Qingyue deeply: "Father! Take care!" After that, he flashed towards the Ye family gate without looking back.
A gratified smile appeared on Ye Qingyue's tough face and waved his hand. He had been in the Ye family for more than ten years, and Ye Feng had never called him his father. Did he finally speak today?
Ye Feng left, and the Ye family in the Jiancang City was also hit hard. More than half of the loyal Ye family disciples were killed or injured. Ye Qingyue, the pillar of the Ye family, took up huge pressure and recasted the Ye family again.
Ye Feng never regretted the young man in white robe with one knife. For Ye Feng, he had endured it for too long, too long. This time, coupled with Ye Wuyi's fatal injury, ignited the turbulent anger in Ye Feng's heart, so that Ye Feng had lost his composure for the first time in history and became extremely crazy.
Ye Wuyi is Ye Feng's rebellious scale. In Ye Feng's heart, he always has a dream of protecting the person he wants to protect. The prerequisite for realizing this dream is to have strong strength. As long as he dares to hurt the person he wants to protect, Ye Feng will fight for him without hesitation, and Ye Wuyi is one of them.
On the way back to Qingyun Gate, Ye Feng never said a word. His silences made Yu Fengwu feel sad.
Yu Fengwu silently did what she should do, and when she was resting, she would hold her cheeks and look at Ye Feng in a daze. Miss Yu from Qingyun Sect seemed to have changed after Ye Feng encountered unprecedented suffering.
Yu Fengwu understood the pain in Ye Feng's heart. When Ye Feng lost his composure and became crazy, Yu Fengwu understood the weight of Ye Wuyi in Ye Feng's heart, which was something that others could never shake. For her, Ye Feng was angry, Ye Feng was crazy, Ye Feng was crying. In Yu Fengwu's heart, Ye Feng had always been a very strong boy. No matter what dangers he had experienced or how much hardship he had experienced, Ye Feng never shed even a drop of tears. This time, Yu Fengwu seemed to understand Ye Feng, who had his own joys, anger, sorrows and happiness in Ye Feng's heart, he would be happy, he would be angry, but he always adhered to the bottom line of protecting his family. Anyone who dared to hurt his family would fight for him without hesitation.
Although his cultivation level has been improved to the initial level of martial spirit, Ye Feng has no joy at all, and he has only endless pain. Although Ye Feng trusts Lu Zhenqun very much and believes that Wu Yi can survive, Ye Feng feels deep guilt in his heart. He regrets why he didn't get rid of the young man in white robe as soon as possible, so that the next series of things will not happen, Wu Yi will not be injured, and Lu Zhenqun doesn't have to go to Zhongzhou, and he will still owe such a big favor.
The night after leaving the Ye family, Ye Feng sat alone beside the campfire, put his hands on his bent knees, his chin pressed against his hands, and his eyes were staring at the constantly jumping flames. From time to time, crackling sounds came from the flames, and occasionally a spark would jump out.
Yu Fengwu was looking for dead branches and branches around to burn, and kept adding some dead branches to the fire to burn.
"Ye Feng!" Yu Fengwu called softly.
After a long time, Ye Feng came to his senses and responded dullly: "Yes!"
Yu Fengwu's pretty face suddenly had a sweet smile, and she said happily: "Ye Feng, you are finally willing to answer me!" In the past two days, no matter how Yu Fengwu asked or how she said, Ye Feng didn't say even a word, just rushed to the road. Now Ye Feng finally spoke, even if it was just a word, it made Yu Fengwu extremely happy.
Hearing this sentence, Ye Feng felt a mess in his heart, staring blankly at Yu Fengwu's beautiful face beside the bonfire, with endless joy on his pretty face.
Just saying one word made Yu Fengwu so excited. What a cute girl he was. Ye Feng felt inexplicably moved in his heart and said softly: "Fengwu, I'm sorry!"
Yu Fengwu smiled and said with great joy on her pretty face: "Ye Feng, no! It's not your fault!"
"Thank you!" A warm current surged in Ye Feng's heart.