He was unwilling to look at Ling Luoyu, his lips trembled: "Then there is no way to...take it away?"

"It has been formed in your body and merged with you. Even me, there is no way to eradicate it..."

Ling Luoyu sighed faintly again, and patted Feng Chenglin's shoulder with his right hand.

"Fatty, believe me, I really did my best..."

"I know... I know if you have a way, you won't just watch me die!"

Ling Luoyu always said that he did his best, but he was afraid that no one in the world could save him.

"Three young masters, I am not afraid of death, but such an aggrieved death... I really didn't even think about it!"

Feng Chenglin thought that his final outcome would be either being hacked to death or hacking to death. He never expected that he would get sick and die.

"Three young masters, it's a pity. From then on, I can no longer stand by your side and accompany you to the end of the world..."

A smile broke out from the corner of Feng Chenglin's mouth, and he suddenly became heartless.

"If that day comes, no matter what, you have to find Mo Xuanchen, because only he can go with peace of mind, otherwise, I won't be stunned..."

"Doesn't you die?"

Ling Luoyu bowed his head and looked at his lower abdomen.

"Are you sure you will die?"

Feng Chenglin didn't even see her eyes. Hehe smiled and looked into the distance: "It's just that Qingyou's side... Third Young Master, my family, will take care of me... As for Qingyou, let her Find a good family and marry..."

Speaking of Hao Qingyou and his daughter, he suddenly realized that he owed too much to his family.

The nose was sour, tears could not help staying.

"The most sorry thing in my life is their mothers...If there is another life, I will definitely compensate them! Of course..."

His hand was patted heavily on Ling Luoyu's back.

"In the next life, I will come back to find you. At that time, we will be good brothers..."

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes and threw his hand away: "This life hasn't been over yet, what about the next life? It seems to be giving a last word... You are not afraid of being unlucky!?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

He must die without a doubt, and it is not an explanation of his last words! ?

When will it be considered a last word?

When you can't stand it and you want to hang up completely? !

Smearing in his heart, he sighed faintly: "San Shao, I am...San Shao..."

its not right! !

Ling Luoyu's expression is wrong!

Why doesn't she have much sad expression?

It stands to reason that Ling Luoyu is not such a heartless person!

He is going to hang up, why is she not sad?

He himself would be moved by himself and cried, but her face was calm and careless.

Suddenly, he realized something was wrong--

"San Shao, you just... were you playing with me!?"

"Playing with you? What are you playing with?" Ling Luoyu smiled badly: "I didn't say that you will undoubtedly die. It is you who feel that you are going to die... You feel hurt by this, and I can't bear to bother you to entertain yourself. So I will cooperate with you!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Nonsense! !

Did you say that he was going to die first? !

"San Shao, you... Didn't you say that there is something... in my body?"

"There is one more thing..."

"that"

"But I didn't say what big tumor it was, but you added it yourself, saying that you are terminally ill..."