666: C666 Goodbye to muyang

C666 Goodbye to muyang

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The moment Tang Feng's palm landed on the back of Innate Spirit Pattern Man's head, Innate Spirit Pattern Man also lost consciousness.

However, after losing her consciousness, she discovered that there was an extremely strange tattoo on her forehead. This complex pattern was like the blossoming of a petal of ice, gradually spreading out with a refreshing chill.

After that, the entire body of Innate Spirit Pattern Man felt as if it had been frozen. It had lost all of its intuition, and the only thing that could be felt was the bone-piercing coldness.

"Are you okay?"

Just as Tang Feng was unable to react in time, the eyes of the originally unconscious Innate Spirit Pattern Man moved, and you slowly opened under Tang Feng's astonished gaze.

He was completely unaware of the current situation of Innate Spirit Pattern Man's body, but Tang Feng still asked in concern.

This body was simply too strange. From forcefully raising his strength to being comparable to Human Sovereign Stage, Tang Feng was clear that this physique, which was known as the strongest body in the world, was definitely not ordinary.

It was also because of this reason that the current Tang Feng didn't dare to make the slightest bit of rash movements.

"You, have finally come."

The somewhat hoarse voice seemed to contain no lack of spirit, as if it were a completely different person. At this moment, a Soft Power flashed within his ice-cold eyes, if there was any feeling of gratification, if it was excitement.

This somewhat familiar voice made Tang Feng, who was originally carrying the Innate Spirit Pattern Man, freeze.

He had not heard this voice for many years.

"You, how did you hear Mu Yang's voice?!"

It was so much so that it was trembling that it was hard to believe what he had heard, but even after all these years, Tang Feng was still able to tell from the first sentence that this was definitely the voice of the Mu Yang who had disappeared for a few years.

that soft tolerance, that did not have the slightest bit of scheming, that fearless little girl who wanted to save Tang Feng no matter what. Even if the world was destroyed or the world fell, he would never forget it.

"You, remove my veil."

The beautiful woman in his arms did not seem to be surprised at Tang Feng's shocked expression, as she slowly said. It was just that Tang Feng did not realize that Innate Spirit Pattern Man did not say a single word, but instead had a pain that seemed to come from his bones. However, in front of Tang Feng, she had forcefully suppressed the pain on his face.

It was as if he just wanted Tang Feng to see her gentle side.

His heart was beating even faster, and an extremely crazy thought suddenly spread across the bottom of Tang Feng's heart. His hands unknowingly trembled, and he bit his lips, but in the end, he still gently took the blood stained veil off Innate Spirit Pattern Man's face.

Mu Yang!

As the veil fell off, a peerlessly beautiful face appeared in front of Tang Feng.

The reason why she was called peerless was because this face that did not have the slightest blemish was like a jade that had been meticulously carved. The whiteness beneath the smooth surface was simply enough to cause ripples in one's heart.

With big eyes and bright eyebrows, the water rippled. It was like a spring breeze blowing past in the third month, causing one to be unable to help but be intoxicated by it.

With her straight nose and cherry red lips, there was a hint of ruddiness that made people want to tighten the grip on her.

Even though there were countless beauties in the world, all of them were gloomy under this devilishly perfect face.

It would be hard to forget it for the rest of one's life.

However, what currently caused all the blood in Tang Feng's body to swiftly circulate was not this face that could cause one to be unable to move at all; rather, it was because this face, which caused everyone's hearts to palpitate and their souls to faint, completely matched the face that was filled with a little immaturity, perseverance, but also a little playfulness, several years ago in the Jiangyu.

Beneath his speechless state, Tang Feng felt a kind of mad of joy. He was 100% sure that the Innate Spirit Pattern Man in front of him, was the Mu Yang he had been searching for.

It was a short two words that seemed to be separated by a century. When they came out of Tang Feng's mouth, they were mixed with a trace of trembling and hoarseness.

With a clear cough, under the remaining bloodstain on the corner of his mouth, Mu Yang's brows were slightly knitted together. However, the trace of smile in the depths of his eyes did not weaken in the slightest.

After so many years had passed, the face of the young man from before had become even more angular than before. Although he was not clear as to why he was here, to be able to walk together with the Innate Spirit Pattern Man, it was sufficient to show that he had grown up to be even more outstanding.

"You, have finally found me."

Mu Yang couldn't be bothered with the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth as he sketched out a smile.

It was unknown how long it had been since he had last laughed like this, ever since he had reached the Tianyi Palace.

He had originally thought that the promise Tang Feng had made to him back then was just empty talk. Even if she believed Tang Feng a lot, she knew clearly that the gap between Jiangyu s, was something even her own father would never be able to cross.

But what made Mu Yang's heart warm was, that not only had he appeared, he had actually seen himself.

Although it was many years late, all of this was worth it.

"Don't say anything, I'll help you heal!"

When Mu Yang admitted his identity, Tang Feng's hands that were hugging Mu Yang tightened. He forcefully suppressed the fluctuation in his heart as he slowly spoke.

As long as he admitted to it, things would be easier then.

Although Mu Yang has been injured quite a bit, this kind of injury isn't a problem for Tang Feng." Of course, even without any external power, it would take at least half a month for the Innate Spirit Tattoo to recover.

But, looking at Mu Yang's wrinkled brows due to the pain, Tang Feng felt a burst of pain in his heart.

Even though he had never mentioned Mu Yang's past, Tang Feng knew clearly in his heart that this woman who he had always dreamed of, had suffered as much as he had all these years.

"Don't, don't make any movements, just let me quietly watch you like this."

Just as Tang Feng was about to take action, Mu Yang shook his head. Then, the slim hand caressed Tang Feng's face that was gradually becoming mature, her eyes seemed to be looking at her most precious treasure, and she was not willing to move it away from Tang Feng's body.

At this time, Mu Yang finally realised that the pain in his heart was what he had been waiting for all along.

This youth that had once been viewed as a piece of trash, to this day, perhaps others might not understand, but she understood the difficulty of it best.

He didn't know when he had given up on this idea.

She understood more about Eight Major Sects than anyone else. Forget about a young man with nothing at all, even the first-rate powers in the mortal world were only existences like ants in their eyes. To stand shoulder to shoulder with Eight Major Sects was practically a delusion.

As he tidied up the tattered clothes in front of Tang Feng's eyes, even the earth-shattering battle that came from behind him, Mu Yang didn't have the slightest intention to pay attention to it.

At this moment, the only thing she wanted to do was to quietly lie on Tang Feng's body who was emitting the charisma of a mature man. She wanted to remember this face that she didn't know if she would have the chance to see in the future.

Life was a sort of destiny. A destiny that one simply could not control.

If it was before today, her only hope was to see Tang Feng again. Now, perhaps, her only hope was that Tang Feng would live well.

"I promised you that I would come and find you. No matter what, I will come."

With extreme pity, he gently smoothed down the bun on Mu Yang's head. His large hands held the small hands that were resting on his face tightly, feeling the chilliness that Mu Yang felt, Tang Feng didn't even have the slightest intention to let go of his hand.

"Tell me how to make you better."

Suddenly, Tang Feng's words, caused Mu Yang's originally gentle eyes to flicker, even a tinge of panic appeared on his face.

"That's good. Even if it's just for a minute, I'm satisfied."

Shaking his head, Mu Yang once again stared at Tang Feng, but this time, there was an additional trace of longing.

If Tang Feng did not appear, perhaps her entire generation would follow this kind of destiny. Even though it was regretful, she was also clear that not meeting him was perhaps the best choice.1

However, at this moment, her heart tightened. To be honest, the feeling of being embraced by a man she cared about made her want to capture him forever.

Unfortunately, she knew that she wouldn't be able to catch him.

Not only would he not be able to catch the boy, but if he did, he might even injure the boy in front of him.

"Have you forgotten? When my entire Jiangyu was at a loss for what to do, I did it. While Uncle Mu was feeling despair, I had already endured.

"So, tell me, okay?"

The minute changes on Mu Yang's face made it seem as if his heart was being pierced by needles.

How could he not have guessed that something was going on? Mu Yang and Innate Spirit Pattern Man were one person, or maybe not the same person.

It was one person, because this body was the same person.

It was not the same person. It was as if there were two different Soul Body s within this body that did not recognize each other. They only knew about each other's existence but did not know anything about each other.

This was too bizarre.

"I said before that if I want to find it, then I want to find the real you.

No matter the price, in my eyes, it will be worth it. "

When Mu Yang was once again prepared to open his mouth to refuse, Tang Feng actually gently pressed that warm hand on Mu Yang's red lips.

At this time, the imprint on Mu Yang's forehead was getting fainter and fainter.

"Do you believe in me?"

Hm ~

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