Chapter 229 I Won’t Allow It!
Press the space mole again.
Once again thrown out of space.
Again and again...
Zhu Yunying cried bitterly, complaining "Why, why..."
Does Feng Shuo have to die?
Didn’t Feng Shuo in the original book survive to the end?
As the cannon fodder female supporting role in the control group, the author did not let her go until the end. Instead, he created a heroic companion who had a great and magnificent life with just a few strokes of the pen.
Feng Shuo will survive.
She was able to change her fate and survive.
Why can't Feng Shuo get through this level!
Is it because she survived that Feng Shuo must die?
One life for another?
"is that so?"
She knelt beside the spiritual spring in the courtyard, looking at everything in front of her blankly, and was in a trance for a moment.
"I'm not a saint, I'm afraid of death, but... if my life is exchanged for Feng Shuo's, how can I face our child? How can I face his family?
"If he dies, what will become of the enemy spies he was supposed to capture, the dangers he saved, and the disasters he saved? Wouldn't that mean the world is collapsing?
"I'm too greedy, aren't I? Just surviving in a new world is already a great feat. I shouldn't expect to meet someone I understand and love, right?
"If that's the case, why did you ask me to save him from death? Wouldn't it be better to just let me collect his body? Or maybe you could just show up before he's attacked and die in his place, and that would maintain the world's balance.
"Why, why on earth!
"There are so many bad people in this world, why are they still able to survive and torture Feng Shuo?
"Shouldn't Feng Shuo be the King of Soldiers? Shouldn't he be very powerful? Why does he always end up covered in wounds every time he goes on a mission?
"Last time he was swept away by a flood, bitten by a wolf, and now shot through with bullets. He's only breathing his last! Who on earth is in charge? Who wants him dead so badly?!
"I don't allow it!
"I wish Yunwei would not allow this to happen!"
A strong wind raged in the space, and thick dark clouds began to gather in the sky, and the sky and the earth suddenly changed color.
Zhu Yunying wiped away her tears, closed her eyes, and sent herself out of the space.
She was still stuck in the moment when she first left.
Feng Shuo still kept his eyes tightly closed in unbearable pain, his right hand, the only thing he could move, groping on the ground...
"It will hurt a little! Just bear with it."
As Zhu Yunying spoke, she picked the wound on Feng Shuo's body that was closest to his heart and squeezed it hard.
"Well……"
Feng Shuo's face wrinkled up in pain, his neck tilted back, exposing his throbbing veins, and his temples throbbing wildly.
Zhu Yunwei moved her wrist forward, and the blood from her heart quickly covered the space mole.
"If this doesn't work, I'll just cut it out alive and never want it again..."
It wasn't just a rant, but Zhu Yunying was a little tired.
Coming to this strange world, she was always on the run, wary of everyone she met, not daring to get close to them easily, nor to offend them carelessly.
It was obvious that Panpan and I got along well, but I didn't care about her in time and didn't know how difficult her life was.
I finally got along well with Zou Mei, but almost lost her on that rainy night.
Whether it's the Feng family or the other six families...
If she hadn't insisted on staying here, she wouldn't have been involved in reporting incidents again and again.
It was the Zhu family who reported it, but weren't several of their families implicated as well?
Too tired...
She has always worked so hard, why can't she ever have a peaceful time?
If I have to spend my whole life in this almost destroyed state, I might as well... not live like that.
Looking at Feng Shuo who was dying in front of her, Zhu Yunyao was overwhelmed with grief. She hugged him and burst into tears.
However, the next moment——
Her whole body was wrapped in a warm current. When she looked up again, she found that she and Feng Shuo were lying in the hot spring pool in the space.
The sky was covered with a thin layer of dark clouds, but the strong winds around had died down.
Feng Shuo's clothes were soaked with water and stuck to his body, as if they weighed a thousand pounds.
Zhu Yunwei took great pains to change all her clothes and put them in a bucket to wash them herself.
He then took some spiritual spring water, added some red ginseng slices, and fed it to him.
Perhaps it was a familiar smell, Feng Shuo murmured: "Ahhh..."
The tears that had stopped flowing burst out again.
Zhu Yunwei hugged Feng Shuo's shoulders and sobbed.
"Ai Ai Ai... is it Ai Ai Ai?"
Feng Shuo lowered his head slightly and touched his forehead with hers, their breaths blending together.
Zhu Yunying wanted to respond, but found that she had cried so much that her voice was completely hoarse.
She struggled to make a hoarse sound: "...Yeah."
Feng Shuo's kisses fell all over him.
His shoulder, which was shot by a bullet, had not yet completely swollen, so he could only rest his hand on her waist, but his right hand, which had recovered its strength, held her tightly.
"I thought I'd never see you again..."
Feng Shuo kissed her very passionately, from eyebrows to nose bridge, from cheeks to lips, and finally to heart...
But at the most critical moment, he stopped.
The furry head rubbed against Zhu Yunwei's neck, looking somewhat dissatisfied and aggrieved: "Where are we? Why don't you turn on the lights?"
"It's daytime..."
Zhu Yunwei's voice was as unpleasant as a broken bellows.
As soon as he finished speaking, his body stiffened subconsciously.
She held Feng Shuo's cheek, moved closer, and slowly straightened it towards her, meeting his unfocused eyes.
For a moment, she had to bite her lip to stop herself from crying.
Why!
Why on earth!
"Aiya, aiya, turn on the light... I want to see you..."
Feng Shuo's voice was weaker than ever before, and Zhu Yunwei couldn't give any response. She could only offer her kiss guiltily and helplessly...
In the space, the open-air Lingquan hot spring pool stirred up waves.
Zhu Yunying wanted to pour all the water on his wound, but the blood still kept flowing out.
The entire pool was stained with blood.
When the strong wind started to blow in the courtyard again, Zhu Yunying had to pull Feng Shuo out of the pond.
There were no men's clothes prepared in the space, so he could only put his tattered clothes back on, which at least were washed clean.
Feng Shuo's eyes were always out of focus. Even though he kept staring at her and tried hard to show his love, his expression was always wandering and he couldn't concentrate.
"Hold on..."
She found some herbs that could improve eyesight, mashed them into juice, applied it to a piece of cloth soaked in spiritual spring water, and covered Feng Shuo's eyes with it.
As soon as the cloth strips were tied, the two of them were thrown out of the space together.
This time, Zhu Yunwei failed to hold Feng Shuo tightly, and her foot slipped and she fell down the mountain.
Falling into endless darkness——
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