Chapter 1679 A Shallow Smile

The figure, who was slashing and searching frantically with the sword, stood there as if it had been petrified.

Nangong Yu knew that it was the aura of the seed left in his Primordial Spirit.

The seed that has been inseparable from him since he was born seems to resonate with his soul. The seed that he gave to Xi Yue as a token of affection.

At this moment, there was a broken sound, and the breath left in this world dissipated little by little until it disappeared without a trace.

The beating of the heart is a little slow, and the blood seems to be frozen and solidified.

He and Xiyue once blended blood, and Xiyue's blood was in his body, which could suppress the onset of cold poison and warm his cold body and mind.

But at this moment, he clearly felt that the warmth disappeared.

The hope that belongs to him, the happiness that belongs to him, was completely destroyed in this quiet and cold night.

Nangong Yu stood there in a daze, blood and tears pouring out of his eyes and slowly drying up.

The wind at the bottom of the cliff was blowing his hair, and his tattered wedding dress raised a dazzling dazzling red, as if mocking his happiness that disappeared like a mirror.

Suddenly, Nangong Yu stretched out his hand and bit his wrist, swallowing the blood gushing out of the wrist artery.

Cold, sweet and sticky, there is no more familiar fragrance like flowers and warmth like sunshine.

"Xi'er...Xi'er..." A low voice, with a broken cry, resounded in the valley over and over again, so painful, so sad, so regretful and desperate.

It was he who didn't protect Xi Yue well, it was his carelessness that gave Old Madam Nangong a chance, it was his incompetence that put Xi Yue in danger, it was because he was too weak to watch the tragedy happen in front of his eyes, but he couldn't do anything. .

Above the cliff, suddenly there was a loud voice of people, screaming.

"Brother, why are you here?"

"Wushuang and Yuqing's soul lamps have been extinguished. What's going on? How many lower world warriors have pushed you to such a point? Where is the source of wood?"

"Brother, things are really beyond our expectations..."

The noisy discrimination, the sound of footsteps, the sound of searching, and the sound of flying towards the bottom of the cliff gradually entered Nangong Yu's ears.

Lou Yunhai was the first to rush to the bottom of the cliff. When he saw Nangong Yu standing among the rubble, he couldn't help being surprised.

The Nangong Yu in front of him was really scary. There were countless black spiritual powers entangled around him. Even in the dark night, the black spiritual power was so clear that it was like a huge vortex that was about to engulf Nangong Yu.

In the sky, countless dark clouds rushed over, densely packed, all over the entire Yanjing City.

Lou Yunhai raised his head in shock, and cold raindrops fell from the sky immediately, hitting his face.

In an instant, the rain poured down, hitting the rocks and trees, making a crackling sound.

At this moment, Nangong Yu finally raised his head, facing Lou Yunhai, and the Lou family disciples who flew down to investigate, showing a shallow smile.

The rain soaked the man's clothes and hair, and the blood on his face was washed away by the rain, revealing a peerless face that was so handsome and unparalleled in the world.

When the man twitched his lips and smiled, he was tender to the bones, his eyes were shining and lingering, as if he was looking at his beloved wife somewhere.

However, when Lou Yunhai saw this scene, his whole body was stiff, and a wave of fear flooded into his heart.