I am the ruthless king

Chapter 248 Immortal Heart

(Reward 15 for Fengli)

"Why are you like this even the elder?"

Ziluan gritted her silver teeth and flicked her sleeves, calming down the continuously running profound art in her body.

"That's how you are, that's why that realm has been stuck with you." Feng Qing glanced at Ziluan who was on fire and said.

The tone was very flat.

"Why am I angry? It's not because you did more things you shouldn't do."

The female fairy's purple eyes were full of resentment.

Seeing that the male fairy ignored her, Ziluan flicked her palm to disperse the white mist.

The clouds and mist dispersed, and I saw a young man in coarse cloth, flying very skillfully in the mountains, his arms, face, and torso were all bright red.

A mortal, in order to catch up with the bronze chariot that was impossible to catch up with, suddenly possessed the ability to fly. It was impossible to change, but a mortal would be able to control this kind of power that belongs to the immortal family.

He can only fly upwards like a drowning person.

For the sake of my sister, even if I hit her head badly!

"elder brother!"

The young ruthless man cried out in tears, and her young Xiaofei couldn't help thinking, compared to spending time with her brother, what is cultivating immortals worth?

The coarse cloth youth was about to catch up with the bronze chariot, but before he could say anything, he crashed into a mountain in the next instant.

"boom--"

There was a sound of earth and rock breaking, and immediately a layer of smoke flew up. Logically speaking, the mortal body of the young man should have been killed by the impact.

But Feng Qing's method supported his heart, but even so, the coarse cloth youth was still bruised.

If this situation continues, within half an hour, the young man in coarse cloth will undoubtedly die.

"My niece, don't cultivate immortality. My niece wants to be with my brother. Let go of my niece. I beg you, please, grandpa."

The young ruthless man turned his head to look at the old man sitting cross-legged in the bronze chariot.

The young ruthless person who didn't get a response turned her head and looked in the direction of the teardrops, looking at the scarred young man. She wanted to jump off the bronze chariot, but at the last sigh, the girl who wanted to jump Still, the old man raised his hand to stop it.

"Hey, little girl, if you don't let go of your heart, it will be difficult to embark on the road of cultivation. Feng Qing, stop the bronze chariot." A slightly old voice echoed.

Hearing this, Feng Qing nodded.

The speed of the bronze chariot slowed down and stopped on a piece of land.

The wind was blowing, revealing a sad breath.

The young man in coarse cloth walked over slowly holding his wounded body. Wherever he passed, the green grass behind him was stained with faint traces of blood.

"Young man, why are you bothering? Different "causes" and "effects" are entangled together, and there will be no good results. Although you are at a very good age, you have no way to bear the Tao with a mortal body. How long can I live well?"

The slightly old voice sounded again.

"I really... just can't let go of my sister." The coarse cloth youth said intermittently.

Immediately, he fell to the ground, and a bright red slowly flowed from the place where he fell.

"Hmph, Feng Qing, aren't you very good at helping others, why don't you just protect him all over." Ziluan sneered.

Feng Qing didn't answer. He looked at a young and ruthless man, and then looked at the coarse cloth youth. It took him a long time to say a word: "I can only help him here, success...is his fortune."

"elder brother!"

The young ruthless person jumped off the bronze chariot directly, regardless of the height of the bronze chariot on the ground, she had so many scruples when she was young.

She rolled a few times on the ground, and the color of the grass and soil dyed her snow-white skirt.

"Brother, what's the matter with you, brother, please say something, don't ignore my baby, okay, yes, my brother will comfort her when she cries, why don't you make her laugh this time, she promises that this is the last time she cries Already, brother, please take care of my daughter, okay?"

The young ruthless man lay on the back of the coarse cloth youth, beating him constantly to make the coarse cloth youth come back to life.

For a long time, the young ruthless man looked at the place where the bronze chariot was, his moist black jewel-like eyes were filled with prayer.

"Grandpa is a fairy, he can definitely save brother, right!"

The young ruthless man walked towards the bronze chariot, fell down twice and vomited after eating.

Her little face was dirty, with obvious tear stains.He kept wiping the tears from his eyes.

This made Fengqing turn his head involuntarily, even Ziluan who had scolded Fengqing earlier frowned.

A trace of unbearableness flashed across the cold and delicate face.

"Grandpa Immortal...Brother Immortal...Sister Immortal, you must have a way, right? The main thing is to save my brother, so my daughter will go to cultivate immortality honestly, and she will be obedient."

The young ruthless man sobbed.

Immediately, she fell to the ground again, and the little cloth shoes did not fall off, revealing her little white feet.

Enduring the pain, the young ruthless man struggled to stand up again.

Chuchu looked at the three people in front of her pitifully.

"Ugh……"

A slightly old sigh sounded.

The young ruthless man looked at the old man with hope in his eyes as if he had grasped something.

"We cultivators pay attention to the word fate. It is fate that we met you in this remote place. It was also fate that Fengqing helped your brother earlier. You are trapped by a mortal heart and cannot leave your brother who is a mortal. You took the initiative to break this fate, the fate is exhausted, how difficult it is to continue. Now that the fate is broken, why should we save your brother?"

The slightly old voice echoed again, but the young ruthless man knew what fate was, what was fate, and what was fate.

All she knows is that she doesn't want her brother to die, she wants her brother to continue to protect her, and it will continue like this forever.

"Grandpa Immortal, niece... niece... I don't know what fate is, but... it's niece... I know... I know... Grandpa Immortal can definitely save... brother, in order to save... brother... niece... Willing to...do it."

The little girl wanted to grab the legs of the bronze chariot, but the bronze chariot floating in the air could not be touched by a little girl. The girl might just fall to her death!

The young ruthless person stretches out his hand, wanting to grab something, but sometimes, it is easy to become a fairy, but it is as difficult as going to the sky to become a fairy again.

"It's not impossible to save your brother." The old man sighed.

Hearing this, Zi Luan and Feng Qing looked at the old man together, a special expression flashed in their eyes.

"What do you want to do!" The young ruthless man asked eagerly.

She said while wiping the tears in her eyes, but what she didn't know was that the sleeves that were originally white were now full of mud.

The mud and sand entered the eyes, and immediately made the young man cry in pain.