Even if you raise a dog, you will be reluctant to leave it after a few years, let alone a living person?
After spending more than ten years together, living together in this cold and lonely place for so long, my heart is hard to get hard.
"Whether you can survive depends entirely on your luck."
Ling Hai looked at the two of them deeply and turned around and left. He had no time anymore, and there was no need to waste time for these trivial matters.
Whether the bell can survive depends on Chen Feng’s choice, as for the others?
It has nothing to do with him.
When that time really came, he would have died long ago.
Looking at the bells chattering, Chen Feng rubbed her head with a smile.
I couldn't help but think that when he found Xiaoyu back, the two of them could be together and have fun.
Lingdang didn't know what Chen Feng was thinking at all. When he saw him touching his head, he felt sweet as if he had eaten honey.
Because Chen Feng was leaving, Lingling grabbed him and said enthusiastically, and it was Ling Hai who took her away in the end, which made Chen Feng calm down for a while.
The next morning, Bell came to Chen Feng excitedly, but after a long time of recovery, no one answered.
"Li Feng? Li Feng, are you here?" Seeing that there was no one after shouting for a long time, Ling Ding gently pushed open the door and carefully leaned in.
After seeing this, I found that there was no one in the house, and the bedding was neatly folded.
"Li Feng?" Lingling looked at the empty room blankly, feeling that her heart seemed to fall into a vinegar tank, sour and aggrieved.
"Why didn't you tell me when you left?" Lingdang didn't know what was wrong with her. When she thought of Chen Feng's farewell without saying goodbye, she felt uncomfortable.
"He left last night." Ling Hai's voice brought Lingling to her senses.
"Did you leave last night?"
"He couldn't leave last night, and the sandstorm came faster than we thought."
"Can't he stay here for a year? Why can't he stay?" Lingdang returned to his room in dismay, holding the quilt and burst into tears.
Looking at her appearance, Ling Hai touched her head with some distress: "Grandpa is there with you. Haven't we been here like this for more than ten years?"
Ling Hai wanted to tell her that Chen Feng was just a passerby in her life.
Chen Feng had someone in his heart, and with the mission of Lingling, they could not be together. The conditions for her to stay were too harsh.
Linghai touched Lingling's head, as if he was a child, they were all the old and the young.
"Grandpa, do you think he will come back?" Lingling looked up at him with hope.
"Yes." Ling Hai answered firmly, but she felt a little uncertain.
Whether Chen Feng will come back in half a year is not his final say.
But he will come back eventually, practiced the method of controlling the soul, and without a bell following him, the consequences are not something he can bear.
"Grandpa, let's continue patrolling." Lingdang wiped away her tears and looked at Linghai with red eyes.
"Let's go." The figures of the old and the young disappeared into the yellow sand all over the sky.
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Chen Feng felt relieved as he looked at the boundary marker not far away. Fortunately, he did not take the wrong path and finally could leave here.
As he stepped out of the boundary marker, everything behind him became blurred, as if he was shrouded in fog.
As Chen Feng moved away step by step, the figure in the far north desert behind him gradually faded and finally disappeared.
"Absent?" Chen Feng looked behind him. There was nothing in the empty field. Even if he walked back along the road he had walked out before, he had found nothing.
"Is it a formation or something?" Chen Feng couldn't make sure. He was thinking about the thing that Ling Hai gave him before leaving.