Chapter 121: A Person Without Roots

  "Haha!"

  Yun Zhiya smiled miserably as he looked at the woman in his arms, with red tears streaming out of his eyes.

  What flowed out was no longer tears, but blood!

  "Sorry, son, it's all my fault, I've wronged you."

  "But what can I do? What else can I do?"

  "Boom!"

  Chen Gang knelt heavily on the ground and cried out: "Lian Er sister!"

  "Eldest Sister Liang'er!" Liu Kun, **, and Yuan Ce all knelt down on the ground at the same time, each with tears streaming down their faces.

  Years of camaraderie, as the strongest member of the Falcon Squad, Ma Lian'er had saved their lives many times on the battlefield. How could they abandon this bond forged in life and death?

  Lin Feng and the others looked at each other in silence, all kneeling on the ground. Fang Qingxue and Su Ying, the two women, could not help but shed tears.

  Lin Feng's heart was also filled with unbearable sorrow at this moment.

  Ma Lian'er is actually dead!

  This burly and brave knight has actually died!

  Malan'er is a female knight, but she is absolutely the best knight.

  In front of Wu's fort, facing two squads of Red Tiger Army cavalrymen, she knew there was a possibility of going but not returning. However, she followed Lin Feng forward, never having any hesitation.

  Today's battle is extremely dangerous, but she is fearless. For the victory of this battle, she even paid her own life directly.

  Although he hadn't spent much time with Ma Lian'er, Lin Feng was also deeply impressed by this strange woman.

  The wife among the sons and daughters is worthy of his kneeling.

  "The Edge of the Clouds!"

  After the Hawk Squad, Xiao Yang's eyes were on fire and his chest was violently heaving. The other six powerful Tiger Fist Seventh Layer practitioners also remained silent.

  Yun Zhiya gently placed Ma Lian'er on the snowy ground, with blood tears streaming from her eyes. With both hands, she dug into the accumulated snow and frantically excavated the icy frozen soil beneath.

  His fingertips quickly became bloody and bruised, but he didn't care at all.

  Soon, on the ground, a deep pit appeared.

  The pit was very large and could hold two people.

  Gently place Ma Lian'er into the pit, Yun Zhiya looked at the red-clothed woman with a lifelike face, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

  "My child, in this life, I have wronged you."

  "In the next life, you and I will be inseparable in life and death."

  "My poor child, my poor child..."

  "The Edge of the Cloud!!!!"

  Xiao Yang's eyes were filled with flames of anger, and he rushed over like lightning, punching Yun Zhiya's chest fiercely, shouting: "You damn bastard!"

  A loud "Boom!" sound, Yun Zhiya was smashed and flew out, heavily falling to the ground, with a thread of fresh blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

  "Lian'er just wanted to be your woman once, it's her last wish. She only hoped that the man she liked could get hard in front of her, just wanting you to treat her as a real woman! Why are you so cruel?! Why did you refuse her?! You bastard!" Xiao Yang furiously roared, looking like he was going crazy.

  "Hehe! Xiao Yang, you ask me why? You want to know why?"

  Yun Zhiya wiped away the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up with a miserable smile: "Anyway, Lian'er can't see it anymore, so I'll tell you why."

  Yun Zhiya gently took off his outer robe, revealing his skin, standing upright in the cold wind and heavy snow.

  His body was extremely robust, with muscles all over his body that were strong but not ostentatious. If you didn't look at that face which was so ugly it was hard to describe, he would be a handsome man with a slender waist and broad back.

  Oddly enough, on his legs, from the knees up, were wrapped layer upon layer of thick white cloth.

  The clouds gradually lifted layer by layer, revealing her thighs.

  "What?!"

  "What is that thing!"

  "My goodness!"

  Seeing Yun Zhiya's thighs, a suppressed cry of surprise suddenly echoed through the snowy forest.

  Even Xiao Yang's face showed a look of astonishment.

  On the thigh of Yun Zhiya, there were densely packed dark blue blisters, resembling a cluster of blue grapes. Some of the blisters had burst, with blood and flesh tightly wrapped around the white cloth, looking extremely terrifying.

  "The poison of Bishui Hanshui is fundamentally incurable. Lian'er can't do it, and even Snowflake Madame herself can't do it. Even Lin Heng, although he bravely cut off his arm, will still be troubled by the cold toxin of Bishui Hanshui. How could my Yun Zhongya's poison possibly be completely cured?"

  Yun Zhiya's face was pale and wan.

  "I may not have pitied her severe cold and poison, but I am also enduring the invasion of cold and poison every day. She hid from me the fact that her cold and poison were getting worse day by day, wasn't I the same?"

  Yun Zhiya smiled miserably and untied the last bit of white cloth that was blocking his waist.

  Between his legs, there was only a dense cluster of dark blue water bubbles.

  Something that should have belonged to men is fundamentally non-existent!

  Su Ying and the other person originally didn't dare to look, but after stealing a glance, they both exclaimed in shock. Lin Feng also felt an indescribable shock!

  Yun Zhiya looked at Xiao Yang, smiled miserably and said: "Xiao Yang, Mr. Xiao, do you understand why I refused Lian'er's request? I'm no longer a complete man, how can I be her man in this state?"

  "Lao Yun, you……" Xiao Yang's face was full of shock and he didn't know what to say.

  "It serves me right for being unlucky. The places where the cold smoke and water hurt are exactly on my face and here."

  "The injury on his face was secondary, it had ruined his looks. But here —"

  He pointed to his crotch and Yun Zhiya smiled wryly, "Three months after that battle eight years ago, my thing was completely ruined!"

  "These eight years, how I spent them, who among you can imagine?"

  In the snowy forest, it fell silent again. Everyone's eyes were on Yun Jia.

  The scene before our eyes is shocking everyone!

  Eight years!

  Eight years ago Yun Zhiya became like this, yet he concealed it for eight years!

  How many years had he spent riding the black stallion, fighting for the Luoyun Sect?

  Those blue blisters between the legs are easy to burst, and after bursting, the pain of riding a horse is simply unimaginable. However, Yun Zhongyan persisted for eight years!

  Eight years ago, he was already a broken man. Nevertheless, he remained in the Xuan Jia Heavy Cavalry for his own glory.

  "Eight years ago, I should have died already, but it was Lord Lin Heng who saved me."

  "I want to be a hero like Lin Heng, become the new Iron Blood Hundred Man, so I've been unwilling to retire."

  Yun Zhiya smiled miserably and said: "The secret of my crippled body, I dare not tell anyone, even more so, I dare not let Lian'er know."

  "I have never despised her appearance, never! But I am already like this, what can I do?"

  "My poor child blames me, I understand in my heart, but what can I do? What can I do? I don't even have a man's thing anymore, how can I stand up to her?"

  Looking back at the red-clad woman in the tomb, Yun Zhiya said sorrowfully: "Even just now, I didn't dare to tell Lian'er the truth. I hope that in her heart, no matter how much resentment she has towards me, at least Yun Zhiya is still a complete man!"

  Xiao Yang's body trembled slightly, closed his eyes, and tears flowed out.

  "Old Cloud, I was wrong to blame you, sorry!"

  Yun Zhiya smiled wryly and looked at Ma Lian'er: "Lian'er, I don't want to accompany you in this way either."

  "I wasn't born to be so despicable back then, you know."

  Pong!

  Yun Zhiya's powerful palm strike landed squarely on his own chest.

  His face showed a strange flush, and he spat out a mouthful of blue blood with a "wow" sound. In the blood, there were also countless ice shards.

  His breath also became extremely weak in an instant.

  This is exactly the horror of Bishui Hanshan, completely integrated with human beings. Forcing out Bishui Hanshan is not difficult, but that would be equivalent to directly giving up one's own life.

  Yun Zhiya's body also underwent a strange transformation.

  His face was no longer so extremely lewd, but had turned into a warm and perfect face like jade.

  The blister between the legs has dried up and fallen off, revealing new skin underneath.

  With a robust physique, Yun Zhiya is now absolutely a handsome man.

  However, between his two legs, it was still empty and hollow.

  Such damage is naturally irreparable.

  "Lao Yun, it can't be like this!" Xiao Yang said with a bitter tone.

  "The heavy cavalry of the Xuanjia has a rule, where one dies is where one is buried. Lian'er was a fearless knight, naturally unwilling to break the rules. Since she's here, I'll be here too!" Yun Zhiya smiled lightly.

  "Brother Yun!" Chen Gang and Liu Kun exclaimed in unison.

  "Good brothers!" Yun Zhiya nodded at the two of them, "Take care of yourselves from now on."

  "Lin Feng!"

  "Cloud Captain." Lin Feng replied.

  Yun Zhiya said: "Lin Feng, from now on, the Falcon Hunting Team will be handed over to you!"

  "Me?"

  "Who else could it be but you?"

  Yun Zhiya leaped into the grave and gently wrapped his arms around the woman in red clothes that seemed to be on fire.

  "Dear child, from this day on, we will be together for all eternity and never part again!"

  A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if mocking and relieved at the same time. Yun Zhiya's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and the smile also solidified on his face.

  Su Ying and Fang Qingxiang exchanged a glance, both of them tears streaming down their faces.

  …………

  In the snowy forest, there is a brand new grave.

  On the tombstone in front of the grave, a few large characters were carved with a war gun.

  "The Tomb of Liang'er and Her Husband in the Clouds - The Falcon Team"

  The remaining eight members of the Falcon Team and Xiao Yang knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily.

  "They would give up their lives for each other at any time. What about me? Would I give up my life for Ma Liang?" Xiao Yang's face was filled with a sense of desolation.

  Lin Feng stood up from bowing in front of the tombstone, his face also showing a thoughtful expression.

  "This is what it means to be truly infatuated, truly fond of something!"

  Su Ying looked at the name on the tombstone, that man who had once flirted with her, and in her heart, there was no longer any resentment.

  "If Lin Dage treats me like this, I can treat him like Ma Lian'er does." Su Ying thought to herself.

  "Let's go!" Xiao Yang gave the order.

  The remaining fifteen knights, along with the two black stallions that had lost their masters, galloped in the direction of Wohu City and eventually disappeared into the snowy mountains.

  The heavy snow fell again, falling between the snowy woods. That newly built tomb was finally buried by the heavy snow, and its trace disappeared.

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