Something was flashing in Feng Lin's eyes.

But he didn't care, just looked at the woman beside him greedily, unable to bear to blink his eyes.

His throat was slightly astringent: "I, I am very happy too."

Gu Sheng stretched out his hands that were no longer moist and touched Feng Lin's face: "So you have to laugh, Feng Lin."

"Don't feel sad, didn't we agree? We will be together for generations. I just take one step first. I will wait for you. In the next life, we will be together."

Hearing these last words, Feng Lin's emotions that had been tense finally couldn't help but collapse.

He gently hugged Gu Shengyin in his arms.

This person is too fragile now, and he doesn't even dare to exert too much force because he is afraid that she will not be able to bear it and it will hurt.

In the place where Gu Shengyin couldn't see, some warm liquid fell on her cloak.

"I'm not sad, I'm not sad..." I don't know if I wanted to convince her or myself.

But Gu Sheng couldn't see it, could he not hear his suppressed hoarse voice?

She could only use all her strength to hold his body.

"I love you, Feng Lin."

This is something Lanling never said to Feng Lin in his life.

Feng Lin spent thousands of years on this sentence and was unable to pry Gu Shengyin's mouth open.

But if she had to hear it at the last moment of her life, Feng Lin would rather not hear this sentence in her life.

The hand that grabbed his clothes gradually lost strength, and Feng Lin could clearly feel the breath of the person in his arms weakened.

"Lanling?" He screamed softly, as if he was afraid that he would shock her too loudly.

"Well..." Gu Shengyin responded softly, and there was no more of the following.

a long time.

Some uncontrollable choking sounds sounded on this unmanned land.

If someone is here, you can hear that the crying sound is like a wild beast wailing without a partner.

The wind stopped quietly, afraid of disturbing the man who had just lost his beloved.

The person in his arms seemed to have a strange movement, and Feng Lin quickly looked up.

This glance made his eyes burst.

The beloved figure in his arms is slowly becoming transparent.

Yes, even if she has obtained the title of God, she is still a ghost cultivator.

Ghost cultivators have no entity, only spiritual bodies.

The deity will die, and the spirit body will naturally dissipate between the heaven and earth.

"No, no, Lanling, there must be something to do!"

Feng Lin looked a little crazy. He even tried to input his spiritual power into this body that had lost its vitality to protect her body.

But everything is in vain.

He watched the man in his arms turn into stars and lose any trace of his movements in the world in front of him.

He kept his dazed posture and knelt in place.

If someone passes here, you can see a man in red kneeling in front of several clothes for several days.

It was not until ten days later that Feng Lin finally had a slight reaction.

He raised his right hand, and a red light flew out from his palm, flying towards the Phoenix clan above the nine heavens.

He gently picked up the clothes on the ground one by one and carefully put them in order, as if they were still worn on people.

Then, he held them in his arms with a gentle expression, his posture pious, as if he was holding them, which was the most important treasure in his life.

An illusory red flame ignited from him.

"Lanling, I said, never give up on life and death."

"Feng Lin is here to accompany you."

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In the late fourth update, Gao Lengzhi saw the book review. I am really sorry for updating so late.

The world has finally been written.

If you don’t visit relatives tomorrow, you will resume the eighth update as soon as possible.

By the way, no one participated in the New Year activities of the cold branches~

Finally, good night everyone.
Chapter completed!