Legend of the Asura

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Feng Xiao's trembling hands caressed her tender cheeks again and again, as if he was looking at her timid and weak expression the first time he saw her. It was as if he was looking at the shyness and joy on her face the first time he kissed her, as if he was looking at her cute and focused expression when she was making pastries … She didn't want to believe that this girl, who wasn't even willing to be a princess because of her, would leave her just like that.

"Big Brother Feng, it's all my fault, it's all my … "I was wrong, I shouldn't have brought her out …" Yang Xiruo was already breaking down in tears. For such a long time, she had been together with this obedient little girl almost every day. They had already developed a deep sisterly relationship. She was extremely fond of her, and had even unconsciously formed a faint reliance on her. She had never thought of her as a maid in a game, but rather as an inseparable little sister who shared happiness and worry.

Now, because of her, she had lost her forever … That kind of intense heartache and self-blame was about to tear her internal organs apart …

"No …." Feng Xiao's expression was frozen. There was no joy or sadness on his face. There was only an additional trace of bleakness in his voice. He gently hugged Shui Ruo's soft body and jumped on Little White, then gently pulled Xi Ruo up as well.

"Ruo Ruo, don't be sad. This isn't your fault, it really isn't your fault … Looking at you like this, it will only make Brother Feng more upset … Don't cry, okay? " Feng Xiao gently wiped away the tears on her face.

"NO!" It's my fault, it's all my fault, it's all my fault! " The released tears completely drenched Feng Xiao's palms. He no longer said anything, and tightly hugged Xi Ruo, letting her vent out.

"Tian — — Shui — — Fish — — Huang — —" A cold, low moan came out of Feng Xiao's mouth. He faintly swept a glance at the faint white figure beside the Heavenly Water Lake, and used the "Infinite Space Gate" to return to the Wind Pavilion.

The Heavenly Water Fish Emperor suddenly shivered. In that moment just now, it felt as if it was locked down by an extremely cold aura, causing an unnamed fear that it had never felt before to arise in its heart.

"I'm not crying. Just wait for me at home, okay?" Feng Xiao gently put down Yang Xiruo.

"Brother Feng..." Where are you going? Let me. "Please accompany Rou Rou again." Yang Xiruo sobbed as tears gushed out again.

"I'm going to save Rou Rou." Feng Xiao's hands tightened around her.

"Save … "Soft …" As Xi Ruo mumbled to herself, she suddenly wiped away the tears on her face with force: "Brother Feng, are you saying that softness can save lives?"

"Yes. Definitely! No matter how difficult... No matter what. No matter what the cost... Even if we had to travel the entire Sky Dragon Continent, I would definitely save her and would never let her leave us. " Looking at the heartbreaking girl in his arms, Feng Xiao's gaze was determined like never before.

"Hm!" I believe that Brother Feng can do it. " Yang Xi turned tears into smiles, giving him confidence, and even giving himself confidence.

"Let's go, Little White, to the Sky Dragon Imperial Palace!"

As if it felt the sadness in its master's heart, Little White silently flew to the west as fast as it could.

Yang Xiruo looked at the slowly disappearing white shadow. She placed her hand on her chest silently — — Rou Rou, you must come back. We must be good sisters for life.

Feng Xiao closed his eyes tightly and hugged the soft body in his arms, afraid that she would get hurt again.

Rou Rou, no matter what, I must save you.

Whitey flew swiftly all the way, and in just a few minutes, it reached the Sky Dragon Imperial Palace. Feng Xiao did not land him like before, and he continued to fly forward, all the way to the Imperial Study.

Empress Shuiyue had been inexplicably upset today, as if something bad was about to happen. She really hated this feeling, just like how she hated that man called Feng Hun.

"Senior emissary … Ah... "Princess Shui Rou …"

The shout outside the door startled Empress Shuiyue. The person she loathed the most, Feng Hun, walked in with a girl dressed in a yellow robe. However, this time, his face did not carry the vulgar smile he usually wore.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Soft … … Rou Rou, what happened to you … " When she saw the body in his arms, Empress Shuiyue cried out in alarm as a strong sense of unease began to invade her heart.

"Gather all the royal doctors and light therapists! I want to save her!" Feng Xiao's tone was commanding as he stared at the Empress.

Shuiyue was in no mood to pay attention to his tone. The word "save" was like a baton that had knocked her unconscious.

"Wind Soul!" You bastard! "How did you protect my sister!" Empress Shuiyue suppressed her anger and bit her lower lip as she looked at him. If not for her consideration for the empress' dignity, she would have pounced on him.

"Gather all the royal doctors and light therapists! I want to save her!" Feng Xiao ignored Shui Yue's expression, which seemed like she wanted to grind his bones into dust, and repeated her words.

Shuiyue sneered, "Do you think you can rely on them to save Rou Rou? If it were that simple, would my father have died so easily? "

The light in Feng Xiao's eyes dimmed, and he raised his head again, "Tell me, what can I do to save her? As long as it can save Rou Rou, I can do whatever I want! "

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Even though his character was bad, his feelings for her were sincere.

Shuiyue closed her eyes for a while before slowly opening them again. She said calmly, "Resurrection from the dead is easier said than done. Perhaps he is the only one in the entire palace who knows this."

Feng Xiao suddenly raised his head and looked at her with his burning eyes.

Shuiyue slowly walked in front of the desk and covered her slender hand with a golden ball that glowed with four lights. She gently twirled it.

At the center of the study, an extremely dazzling golden radiance suddenly ignited. A tall figure slowly appeared in the light. His entire body was a golden color, and his old-fashioned face was filled with dignity. Although he didn't deliberately emit any kind of aura, his tall body gave off a feeling as if he was a rock that was born to be a king.

"Yue Er, why have you called me here? "Oh?" The tall man saw Feng Xiao, who was staring at him, and was slightly surprised.

"Golden Dragon!"

"That's right, it's rare for you to recognize me." The Golden Dragon nodded. His interest towards this man called Feng Hun was extremely great.

"Uncle Huang!" Empress Shuiyue hastened to greet him with a respectful bow. Her voice was filled with anticipation as she pleaded, "Uncle Huang, my good sister just had a mishap. Do you have any way of saving her?"

"This girl?" The Golden Dragon looked at the weak and silent girl for a while, then shook his head. "Save him? "It's impossible for me to do that. I don't know much about magic, so how am I supposed to save this girl?"

Feng Xiao's eyes lit up, and asked anxiously: "You mean, there is a spell that can save her?"

The Golden Dragon looked at him and said flatly, "There is indeed. There is a light type forbidden spell called 'Tears of Angels'. It is the only spell that can revive people who have died unnaturally, but the comprehension of this forbidden spell requires a high innate talent and ability.

The gigantic Radiant Dragon shook its head after speaking. It looked at the girl with some pity in its eyes. Its meaning was obvious: Give up.

"NO!" Since it's a forbidden spell of the light element, then there must be someone who can save her. " Feng Xiao finally saw hope, and his voice began to tremble.

"Oh?" His words piqued the Golden Dragon's interest. "Is there really such a person? If that's the case, I'd like to see it. "

"You know that person as well... He is the Holy Dragon of Light! It's extremely simple for a light-type super God Beast to release all kinds of light-type forbidden spells. "

"You actually know about the holy dragon?" The giant dragon was slightly surprised, then shook its head indifferently, "But, you're wrong. All of his light energy is in the attack route. He doesn't have any healing abilities. Give up."

"What... "How could this be, how could this be …" He tried his best to suppress the hopelessness in his heart and slowly said: "Then can you tell me if there is anyone that can use that forbidden spell?"

"There are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Sky Dragon Continent. No one can confirm whether or not there is such a genius, but …" The Golden Dragon came to his senses and looked at him indifferently. "So what if I do? How much time do you have to find him? So what if you found him? And why did he want to help you? The girl's body will be gone by tomorrow. Are you confident that you can find the person you don't know exists in one day? "

The Golden Holy Dragon's words were like a bucket of cold water that was poured on his head. Feng Xiao felt a sense of helplessness, causing him to sway a few times before falling down. He knew that the Golden Dragon was right. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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