Bravely enter the heavens and become a god

Chapter 168: Breaking through the taboo in the illusion

The heavy rain poured down mercilessly on Luo Ying, awakening her from the pain. She hurriedly helped the unconscious Feng Yequn up and carefully brought him into a hidden cave. The cave was dark and cold, and Luo Ying quickly gathered dry wood and built a blazing fire, trying to use the fire to dispel the cold and fear in the cave.

Feng Yequn's face was pale and his consciousness had become blurred. Luo Ying held his hand tightly and called his name anxiously: "Brother Yequn, Brother Yequn, you can't fall asleep like this! I'm scared, really scared!" Her voice was trembling, full of helplessness and panic.

Feng Yequn reluctantly opened his eyes. He tried to raise his arm, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and gently stroked Luo Ying's cheek. His voice was weak and trembling: "Don't be afraid... I'm here... But... I'm afraid I can no longer protect you from now on..."

Luo Ying's heart felt like it was pierced by thousands of arrows. She couldn't accept this cruel reality. She collapsed and shouted, "No... I won't let you say that! You promised to wait for me. When the ten great artifacts are collected, I will tell you... my choice... You promised me, how can you break your promise?"

Feng Yequn smiled bitterly and shook his head. His voice became weaker and weaker: "I also want to... wait for your answer... but... I'm afraid I can't make it through tonight..."

Luo Ying burst into tears, unable to control her emotions. She said in grief, "No... No... I don't believe it...!"

Feng Yequn raised his hand with difficulty and gently wiped away the tears on her face. His eyes were full of helplessness and reluctance: "My... meridians... have been... completely broken... In the whole world... only my father... can save me... Unfortunately, I don't even have the strength to send a message to him now..."

Luo Ying's heart was broken. She hugged Feng Yequn tightly. Her tears and rain mixed together and soaked her clothes. She didn't want to believe this cruel reality, but she couldn't change the predicament before her. On this stormy night, she could only silently guard Feng Yequn, hoping for a miracle.

Luo Ying held Feng Yequn's hand tightly, her voice full of determination and urgency: "Brother Yequn, you must not give up. When Han Yue and Qing Xiu find this place, we will send you back to the military camp of the Demon Realm and let them take you back to see your father immediately!"

However, Feng Yequn shook his head gently, his voice weak and powerless: "It's too late... I'm afraid I can't hold on until then..."

Luo Ying felt the warmth in his hands disappearing bit by bit, and her heart was filled with fear: "Why are your hands so cold?" she asked tremblingly.

Feng Yequn was already somewhat dazed, and his eyes slowly closed. Luo Ying shook his body vigorously, calling out anxiously: "You can't sleep! You can't sleep!"

She reached out her hand and touched Feng Yequn's forehead, which was also cold. Luo Ying's voice was already crying: "How could this happen? How could this happen? Don't scare me!"

Feng Yequn kept shouting in a daze: "It's so cold... so cold..."

Luo Ying looked at the blazing fire beside her, but felt an inexplicable chill. She hugged Feng Yequn tightly, as if she wanted to warm him with her body temperature, but she clearly felt in her heart that his life was slipping away bit by bit, like sand in an hourglass, slipping silently, and her heart was filled with helplessness and despair.

Luo Ying thought of every word Feng Yequn had said to her: "Who I stood shoulder to shoulder with, who I risked my life for, don't you know anything about that? I said the girl I like is you, can't you hear the difference between my words?"

"Don't be afraid... I'm here... No one can hurt you in the slightest!"

"I will wait for you.....I will protect you silently....Wait for you to change your mind one day...and fall in love with me."

"His love for you is the most genuine and pure, but my love for you is so worthless? Can I just ignore it forever?"

"His priority is to protect the people of the world, and my only priority is to protect you."

"Okay, I promise you, as long as I am still alive, I will stay by your side and protect you!"

Luo Ying's mind kept reappearing the scenes of Feng Yequn sacrificing his life for her time and time again, especially in the love flower array, he would rather choose to hurt himself than allow her to suffer the slightest harm. Luo Ying's heart was filled with endless gratitude and attachment.

At this moment, Luo Ying hugged Feng Yequn tightly in her arms, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her voice was filled with collapse and despair: "I haven't had time to repay your sincerity to me yet, how can you leave me like this? You can't die! I will never allow you to die!"

Feng Yequn slightly opened his cracked lips and uttered a word in a voice so weak that it was almost difficult to catch: "Cold..."

Hearing this, Luo Ying's heart instantly set off a fierce battle. She knew that she had to make a choice. At this critical moment, she finally mustered up the courage and made up her mind.

Luo Ying took a deep breath, as if absorbing all the courage and determination in the world. She bit her lower lip tightly and carefully placed him on the soft grass. Then, she used her spiritual power to create a dreamlike world with the help of the flower sea illusion.

She turned around lightly and resolutely took off her heavy battle robe, leaving only a thin gauze dress that fit her body closely, outlining her graceful figure.

She walked slowly to him and gently unbuttoned his outer robe, revealing his strong and powerful chest. She hugged him tightly, as if to pass all her strength to him. Her body temperature gradually warmed his increasingly cold body, like a wisp of spring breeze blowing across the cold lake, bringing a hint of warmth.

In this fantasy, the two figures are tightly attached to each other, as if they have become the most beautiful scenery in this sea of ​​flowers. Luo Ying protects him silently in her own way, and uses her love and warmth to dispel the coldness in him.

In the dreamlike light and shadow of the illusion, Feng Yequn slowly opened his eyes, and what came into his sight was Luo Ying wearing a light gauze dress, snuggling tightly in his arms. The graceful figure under the gauze dress made him surge with a strong impulse and desire in his heart, like a surging wave, almost swallowing him up. However, he tried hard to suppress this emotion and pushed her away with all his strength. He suppressed his inner emotions and asked in a low and restrained voice: "What...are you doing?

Luo Ying refused to let go. She hugged Feng Yequn tightly with a firm and resolute look in her eyes. She took a deep breath and said with determination: "Every time you risked your life to save me, this time, it's my turn to protect you!"

Feng Yequn struggled in his heart. He pushed Luo Ying away again, trying to control his emotions. He knew that his emotions were close to being out of control, but he still had to stay calm and rational. He said in a deep voice: "No, you can't do this. You will regret it."

However, Luo Ying seemed not to have heard his warning. She threw herself into his arms again and hugged him tightly, as if she wanted to pass all her strength to him. Her eyes were affectionate and firm, as if she wanted to inject all her determination into his heart: "I have thought it through very clearly! I don't regret it!"

Feng Yequn's heart was filled with complex emotions. He felt a strong resistance stirring in his heart. There was a bit of helplessness in his hesitant words: "In this way, your true and pure feelings will never return!"

When Luo Ying heard this, she struggled hard. She clenched her teeth, as if she wanted to swallow all her hesitation and anxiety, and then said resolutely: "Nothing is more important than saving your life! I must save you!"

When Feng Yequn heard her answer, the fire in his heart seemed to be extinguished by a gust of cold wind. He tried hard to suppress the strong emotion. He took a deep breath and said firmly: "I don't need your guilt, what I want is your sincere love for me!"

Luo Ying held his face without hesitation and kissed him on the lips affectionately. This sudden initiative caught him off guard, but he could not resist. The impulse and desire in his heart were instantly ignited by her action, burning like a raging fire.

He hugged her tightly and kissed her hard, as if he wanted to merge her into his body. Their lips pressed tightly together, like the fierce collision of fire and dry wood, the blazing flame spread instantly and burned into the depths of their souls.

This kiss was as fierce and passionate as a storm, making them completely immersed in each other's embrace. They forgot everything around them and only felt each other's breath and temperature, as if the whole world was left with only the two of them.

His slightly cool lips and tongue slowly entered her mouth, eager to explore every inch of it. He couldn't wait to suck her breath, and the passionate kiss gradually heated up until it became extremely passionate. He gently untied her body and slid his fingers down her smooth back. Every movement made her nervous like a galloping horse. Luo Ying felt her heartbeat speed up and almost jumped out of her throat.

His hot body pressed tightly against hers, as if he wanted to melt her in this fiery embrace. Their hands were clasped tightly, as if they were destined to be together, and their heartbeats seemed to merge into one. The warmth between their skins conveyed the flame of desire that had already been burning between them.

Every time their bodies lightly touched, it seemed to trigger an explosion of endless joy and passion, dragging each other into an extreme whirlpool of ambiguity. Feng Yequn tried hard to restrain his impulse and asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "Do you really not regret it?" His tone was full of tension and anticipation for crossing the line.

Luo Ying nodded, her ten fingers tightly intertwined with Feng Yequn's. At this moment, her reaction set off a storm in his heart, and the desire surged like a tide. His chest rose and fell sharply, his breathing gradually became heavy and rough, his whole body seemed to be burning in flames, and he could not bear this strong impulse. The long-term restraint collapsed at this moment, and the impulse and desire for her in his heart was like a volcanic eruption, gushing out and unstoppable. There was a sense of dominance in his movements, but he tried his best to control his strength, for fear that he would hurt her fragile body if he was not careful.

In this fantasy, the surrounding environment is like a dream, and a hint of spring seems to be glimpsed in the ethereal space. The lingering love between the two of them, like the entanglement of lust and desire, looms in this hazy atmosphere, which is fascinating...

Next to the blazing fire, Luo Ying lay quietly on Feng Yequn's chest, her hands tightly wrapped around his body, as if she wanted to inject all her strength into him. She carefully felt Feng Yequn's gradually rising body temperature and his gradually steady breathing, and her heart was filled with relief.

Feng Yequn slowly opened his eyes, with a faint light flickering in them. He looked at Luo Ying and asked weakly, "I... just had a dream... It was so real..."

Luo Ying stared into his eyes and said softly but firmly: "That... was not a dream... It was an illusion I created for you..."

Feng Yequn frowned slightly, revealing a confused expression: "Illusion?"

Luo Ying looked at him seriously and said, "In a dream, it is only your own consciousness, but in an illusion, it is our common consciousness..."

Feng Yequn was very excited after hearing this. He held Luo Ying's hand tightly, with an expectant light in his eyes: "You mean... everything that happened in the illusion just now was your own will, right?"

Luo Ying nodded firmly, his eyes full of tenderness and love.

Feng Yequn was instantly moved by this deep affection. He hugged Luo Ying tightly in his arms, kissed her hair affectionately, and said in a trembling voice: "You mean, your heart has accepted me, right?"

Luo Ying lay in his arms, feeling the warm embrace and affectionate kiss, and she responded softly, "Yeah!" Although the voice was soft, it was full of endless love and commitment.