Chapter 222

You don't have the right to look down on yourself.

Yan Luo pulled Feng Jingci's hand away, staggered to the table, grabbed the wine jug and started drinking again.

The man wanted to sit on the stool, but he didn't sit firmly and fell to the ground. However, he didn't get up. He just sat on the dirty ground and drank one sip after another.

Feng Jingci strode up to him, grabbed his collar again and lifted him up.

The man frowned impatiently and was about to curse.

“Bang!!”

Before the man could finish his words, he was slapped hard in the face, and his head twisted uncontrollably to the side.

Yan Luo was completely stunned and didn't move for a long time...

Feng Jingci let go of the man's collar with great sadness, and slapped the man in the face. The rebound force was no weaker than the force on his face. At this moment, her hand was shaking slightly.

If she hits someone, she would naturally use clever strength...

But this is Yan Luo, she treats him like her own brother. Since he is in pain, she will feel pain with him!

"Yan Luo, stop drinking..."

Taking a deep breath, Feng Jingci tried to persuade again.

"Not drinking? Why not drink?! Sleep? I've been sleeping in bed for months!! Months, you know?? Hahahaha... What else can I do? I'm a useless person, what else can I do?!"

Yan Luo stood up suddenly, pointed at himself, and yelled at Feng Jingci in self-mockery, tears seeping from his red eyes.

After yelling, Yan Luo finally saw the person in front of him clearly, and his pair of hopeless eyes trembled slightly.

After being stunned for a while, he actually raised his hand and slowly hugged Feng Jingci.

"Little sister...little sister...you are finally back...I just hope you are safe...I just hope you are safe...it doesn't matter what happens to me..."

Feng Jingci's eyes were sore and her nostrils were filled with the pungent smell of alcohol from the man, but she did not push him away. Instead, she raised her hand and patted the man's shoulder.

"Brother...I'm back. No one can bully you from now on!"

Feng Jingci spoke, and closed her eyes tightly to force back the tears in her eyes.

"Little sister...just go away. Just...just treat me as if I'm dead..."

The man spoke with difficulty, pushing away the person in his arms, his tone sad and mournful.

Hearing Yan Luo's words, Feng Jingci's anger rose again. She pointed at Yan Luo and roared in frustration.

"Do you think you're dead? Yan Luo, cheer up! So what if your Dantian is destroyed? Don't you, Yan Luo, have no other abilities if you don't practice? Don't forget, you are one of the two heroes of Fengchu Country!

You still have a bright future! Even without cultivation, you still have incredible talent and a wealth of knowledge. You have no right to look down on yourself!

You still have many options! I'm telling you, Yan Luo, if anyone dares to kill you without my permission, I'll fucking kill them!

Feng Jingci's voice was filled with grief and heartache, and her slightly red eyes were sparkling with tears.

Yan Luo, standing aside, froze.

His eyes, which had been dull as ashes all day, finally focused. He looked seriously at the beautiful person in front of him and spoke in a daze.

"Aci, tell me... do I still have hope? In this world where warriors are respected, what else can I do without my cultivation..."

"Even without your cultivation, you still have me and my brother, as well as your father, mother, and grandparents... Yan Luo, come with me. You've been depressed for so many days, and the people you feel most sorry for are those who truly care about you! The second is yourself!!"

Feng Jingci grabbed Yan Luo's wrist without saying a word and dragged him to the hall of Yan's mansion.

Seeing the two people suddenly walk in, the three people in the hall with sad faces couldn't help but be stunned.

Yan Luo!!

Porcelain girl...actually brought Yan Luo out!

These days, Yan Luo hasn't seen anyone, and he hasn't even left his courtyard!