After vomiting blood, Bai Yifeng's face turned pale at an extremely fast speed.

In just a few minutes, there was no blood at all.

Seeing Bai Yifeng's white face and crying constantly, Si Jichen sighed inwardly: "What makes people more devastating than physical trauma is mental torture. Boy, I hope you can hold on!"

Continuously moving through the illusions, Bai Yifeng frowned, and another mouthful of blood in his heart sprayed out.

Seeing Bai Yifeng's appearance, Wan Cheng felt helpless while feeling distressed. It seems that his memory should have been restored...

Walking to the edge of the bed, holding Bai Yifeng's hand, a stream of gas poured into Bai Yifeng's palm along Wancheng's palm, but it seemed that it had no effect.

After a picture disappeared, Bai Yifeng was expressionless and had no emotional fluctuations, and just stood in the darkness.

Suddenly, a breath of death appeared, covering Bai Yifeng.

Bai Yifeng's breath gradually became weak, and Si Jichen frowned and said, "Oh no, his vitality is gradually disappearing!"

He stepped to the edge of the bed, his right index finger and middle finger were put together, and a golden light appeared at the fingertips. He lit up several places on Bai Yifeng's upper body. Si Jichen lowered and said, "Wake up!"

Bai Yifeng's brows tightened a little more, and he coughed hard a few times, but there was no sign of waking up. His vitality continued to pass away, but the speed slowed down a lot.

After breathing hard, Si Jichen waved his hand, and a strong wind directly turned Bai Yifeng's body, and his fingers kept litting Bai Yifeng's back. Si Jichen's breathing became rapid. Half an hour later, he stopped in Wan Cheng's anxious gaze.

With another wave of his hand, Bai Yifeng's body turned over again, his frown brows had dissipated, and the expression of pain on his face was much less, but the passing vitality did not stop.

Si Jichen sighed heavily and said helplessly: "I have tried my best, but if he doesn't have the intention to live, no one can save him. If this continues, before the sun rises tomorrow, he will...ah..."

The sound of the broken bowls and plates sounded, and the two turned around at the same time. Wancheng thought it was not good. As his figure flashed, he arrived at the door. After gently pushing the door open, Donghui's tears also appeared in Wancheng's eyes...

"Madam, I..."

Although Wancheng felt distressed, he didn't know how to persuade her. After all, although he didn't have tears, the feeling in his heart was not much better than her.

"Hey... come in, let's accompany him to complete this last journey..."

After the sun set, Si Jichen also left the room, so only Wancheng and his wife were left in the room.

"Madam, I'll get you some food." Wan Cheng stood up from the edge of the bed, looked at Dong Hui who was in a daze, and said with distress.

Donghui's eyes never moved away from Bai Yifeng, and she said calmly: "I'm not hungry."

Wancheng sighed and said softly: "Madam hasn't eaten for a day, I'm afraid your body can't bear it."

"Do you know? Since Qi'er went out to practice and disappeared in the boundless forest, I have lost the meaning of living. But at this time, he appeared. Although he is not Qi'er, it is also my sustenance for Qi'er. Moreover, the warmth and happiness he brought to us over the years are unforgettable. Although our Qi'er in my heart is still my treasure, I have truly regarded him as my son. His weight as Qi'er in my heart is already equally important. If he dies, I don't want to survive..." Donghui said crying.

"Madam... I don't regard him as my son, but I'm useless, I can't protect our son..." The city lord who was so decisive in front of outsiders was also red.

A drop of tears fell on Bai Yifeng's palm, and Bai Yifeng's heart also trembled slightly.

In the darkness, a picture appears.

Bai Yifeng, who was wrapped in the breath of dead silence, slowly opened his eyes.

It was a boy who was photographed on the ground by a boy who was a few years older than him. The boy became scared and his eyes turned red. At this time, a woman ran over eagerly, drove away the boy, patted the dust on the boy's body, smiled and talked to him, and took him to eat delicious snacks...

The picture changes.

A young man punched his fist hard under the scorching sun, but he couldn't figure it out. A middle-aged man appeared with a smile, patiently guided him, and contacted him. It was not until both of them were sweating that they both came into the house with their upper body and smiled and ate the refreshments that the woman had prepared long ago...

"Father...Mother..." Bai Yifeng's dry mouth in the dark squirmed gently, making a slight sound.

The loving faces of Donghui and Wancheng seemed to be right in front of him. The despair in Bai Yifeng's eyes gradually disappeared, but the deadly silence around him seemed unwilling to give up the fat meat he had obtained, which would not dissipate for a long time.

Sitting cross-legged in the darkness, a trace of white light appeared on Bai Yifeng's body, and the Hunyuan Qi was circulating to resist the deadly silence that affected his mind.

He cannot die, Donghui and Wancheng will be sad! He cannot die, Zhongqing and Tiejun's great revenge has not been avenged! He cannot die, he wants to find his parents who abandoned him, he wants an explanation...

Wan Cheng, who comforted Dong Hui who was sobbing, frowned, turned to look at Bai Yifeng who was lying flat on the bed, gently patted Dong Hui's shoulder, and whispered: "You are taking care of Qi'er, something is wrong, I'll invite the prince to come and have a look."

An hour later, Bai Yifeng was still trying his best to dispel the deadly breath beside him. Compared to the beginning, the dark gray deadly breath had been dispersed for half, and before dawn, it could almost be dispersed.

Then, he can refine the medicinal power in his body. At this time, he has external and internal injuries, which is the best time to refine the medicinal power.

Si Jichen was also surprised after seeing Bai Yifeng. Bai Yifeng actually broke the dead end. After telling Wan Cheng and his wife that Bai Yifeng was not seriously injured, he took another pill for Bai Yifeng before leaving again.

When it was dawn, Bai Yifeng in the dark slowly opened his eyes. As the last trace of gray gas dissipated, his breath rose to a limit again.

boom…

Master Ba Duan Yuan!

Feeling Bai Yifeng's promotion again, the couple also looked at each other, and it seemed that they were a little more at ease, but as long as Bai Yifeng didn't wake up, their hearts were still hanging compared to theirs.

Refining the mellow medicinal power of the palm in his body repaired the injury. It was not until noon that there was a sign of awakening.

The eyelids gradually raised up, and the couple's concerning appearance fell into Bai Yifeng's eyes at the same time.

Bai Yifeng forced out a smile helplessly. It seemed that they knew about the backlash. His dry lips moved a few times, and a weak voice came out: "Father, mother, I'm fine..."
Chapter completed!