By the time Chongming Shangxian and Xi Mo returned to that place, Feng Teng's face had become more and more pale, but he still held on. No matter what, he could not let something happen to Fusang.

"Here, come, you're saved!" Xi Mo ran to the front of the Chongming Shangxian excitedly.

Youran turned around and saw the immortal Chongming, he was overjoyed.

"The Supreme Immortal!"

"Fairy Youran, long time no see!" Chongming nodded slightly.

The fairy of Epiphyllum, Youran, is also a person who values ​​love and righteousness. He violated the order of heaven and was sealed by the Virgin Mary. Today, he was rescued by Fusang by chance. This is indeed an opportunity.

Feng Teng glanced at Chongming Shangxian from the corner of his eyes.

"Her Master Chongming, what are you doing?"

"Xiaoxian is here to help you overcome this disaster." Chongming Shangxian still smiled very calmly.

"Supreme immortal, save him quickly, save him!" Fusang shouted begging as Feng Teng became weaker and weaker.

"Miss Hai, Xiaoxian should do his best."

Huan Ye and Huo Kui exchanged glances. Lord Dragon King had such a strong sense of self-esteem and had escaped from the fairy world back then. Now he was favored by the Chongming Immortal, whom he was most dissatisfied with. This is really a bit mysterious.

As expected,

"Old Master Chongming, I can solve my own affairs, so you don't have to do it!"

"Little Lamb, say it again, if you have the ability, say it again!" Fusang stared at Feng Teng fiercely. Even she could feel the current crisis. Why could Feng Teng still be so lightly? Could it be that he really doesn't even want his own life?

"Woman, put away your tears!" Fierce, Fusang's eyes were already red, and tears kept rolling in his eyes. As long as Feng Teng didn't like her heart, the tears would fall immediately.

"What should I do if you die?" Fusang immediately shed tears.

"Don't cry!" The free hand pulled Fusang over and rudely wiped the tears from Fusang's face.

"I, the Dragon King, are immortal. If you shed some blood, you want me to die. Woman, you are too underestimating me!"

Chongming Shangxian curled the corners of his lips,

"Dragon King, this matter is big or small. You are indeed immortal, but Miss Hai is not!"

Chongming's words made Feng Teng tremble suddenly.

"Dragon King, this disaster will create the eternal life of Fusang, but you will suffer the pain of rebirth. Are you willing?" The immortal Chongming stared at the Dragon King without speaking, but a sound of a belly reached Feng Teng's ears.

"Old Taoist, you have to keep your word!" Feng Teng looked back at Chongming.

Chongming nodded.

"Okay, I won't care about you. You can do whatever you want!" Feng Teng suddenly spoke.

Then, he suddenly used force to push all the energy left in his body towards Fusang.

"Um~" This powerful wave of energy made Fusang groan.

The energy in the body was being lost little by little, but Feng Teng didn't feel any discomfort. He smiled at the corner of his mouth and stared at Fusang.

"Woman, remember to wait for me!"

As soon as the words were finished, Feng Teng gushed out a mouthful of blood, sprinkled all on Fusang's white skirt, and blood lotus flowers unfolded in an instant.

"Fengteng~Fengteng!" Fusang was so scared that he almost lost his soul, and he intuitively extended his hands to Fengteng.

Feng Teng, who had completely lost his support, leaned on Fusang and continued to hemorrhage from his mouth.

"Supreme immortal, save him, save him!" He hugged Feng Teng with his trembling hands, and Fusang's tears fell like rain, drop by drop on Feng Teng's cheeks, diluting the bright red dragon blood.

Feng Teng is bleeding, while Fusang's heart is bleeding, blood beads soaking the entire atrium.

Chongming didn't say anything, just looked at Feng Teng lightly.

"Supreme Immortal, save the Dragon King!" Xi Mo also begged Chongming at the same time.

Why is this happening? Isn’t Chongming Xian coming here to save the Dragon King? Isn’t it to solve this disaster?

Youran is anxious,

"The immortals over the times have the virtue of living a life. The Dragon King also made many contributions to the heavens back then. He should not have treated him like this in terms of emotion and reason!"

"Old Taoist, Dragon Palace does not welcome you!" Huan Ye shouted loudly and attacked Chongming.

Chongming took advantage of Huan Ye's move with ease, and his eyes continued to stay on Feng Teng's face.

"Woman, don't cry." Feng Teng coughed a few times.

Although he could indeed feel the loss of energy, and even the inner alchemy began to gradually fade away, he did not feel pain, but was relaxed.

"I don't want you to die, I don't want you to die!"

Why, she thought she was dead, but was saved by Feng Teng and saved by Feng Teng, but why did she let death be transferred to Feng Teng? No, she would rather die by herself than Feng Teng never saved herself.

Tears became more and more fierce, and the dam broke in front of Feng Teng.

"Woman, wait for me, I will come back!" Feng Teng raised his hand, wanting to touch Fusang's face, but found that he had no strength to raise his hand, and he fell down halfway through.

With one move, Chongming ran to Feng Teng,

"Dragon King, Xiaoxian keeps his word!"

Just as Feng Teng closed his eyes and took his last breath, Chongming suddenly had a white glass bottle in his hand, handed it to Feng Teng's mouth, and took the last drop of blood flowing out of Feng Teng's mouth.

"Miss Hai, can you move down?" Chongming nodded and said.

Fusang, who was tearful and hazy, couldn't hear anything at all now. She just felt that the whole world was quiet, no, it should be dead silent.

"Fengteng, Fengteng~" Fusang gently patted Fengteng's handsome face and shouted in choking without any response.

Her heart hurt so much, so painful that she could no longer breathe.

When he died in front of Feng Teng, did his heart hurt so much as he did?

Fusang felt the darkness in front of him, completely losing consciousness, and before he fainted, everyone's nervous and anxious shouts sounded in his ears.

"Woman, don't cry, wait for me to come back!" In my sleep, Fusang seemed to hear Feng Teng repeating this sentence from afar.

"Feng Teng~" woke up in shock, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat. As soon as he opened his eyes, he jumped off the bed and rushed out of the door.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I found that everyone was sitting in the yard, looking like there was nothing wrong, and even talking and laughing.

"Why are you sitting here? Feng Teng? Where is Feng Teng?" Fusang asked after pulling Huo Kui.

"Dragon King? Oh, the Dragon King was taken away by the Immortal Chongming!"

"Take it away, take it away~" Fusang's hand couldn't help but let go and murmured to himself.

Is it because he is dead, did the Chongming Immortal take Feng Teng away?

"Fusang, don't be too sad, it's okay." Youran came up and patted Fusang on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Fusang, it's really okay." Xi Mo was so, and he came up with a word of comfort.

"It's okay, it's okay~" Then, it was Huan Ye, Su Zhu, and Long Tianhao. Everyone came up with a saying, "It's okay."

Fusang looked at these people in shock.
Chapter completed!