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Chapter 1741

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He played the flute one by one, and it was already late at night.

Gu Xijiu loved to listen to him play the flute when she was alive, and she was still willing to listen to it now. However, her heart started to ache when she saw him continue to play.

"Stop playing!"

"Stop playing! You should go and rest! "

"Di Fuyi, you have not rested for a few days …"

She tried to talk to him and tried to stop him.

However, he could not hear or see her. The wind was blowing his clothes, making a flapping sound.

"My Lord!" Mu Feng appeared out of nowhere and appeared in front of Di Fuyi.

He looked at Di Fuyi who was playing the flute, and then looked at his' body 'who was sitting on the chair. He opened his mouth and could not help but say, "My Lord, you can't go on like this. You should go and rest first … You still have to pray for Miss Gu tomorrow …"

Di Fuyi ignored him and waved his hand to let him leave.

Mu Feng's eyes were red, and he stood there stubbornly, "My Lord, your body can't take it anymore! You don't have many days left, please don't waste it anymore … If Miss Gu knew, she would not be able to bear to see you like this … "

"I know what I'm doing. Just leave." Di Fuyi used his ventriloquism, and the flute did not stop playing.

Mu Feng stood there straight like a small white poplar, "My Lord, if you don't rest, I will not leave!"

Di Fuyi's handsome face was slightly gloomy, and he played the flute in the wrong tune. Finally, he said one word, "Go away!"

His aura was too strong, and Mu Feng did not dare to disobey him. His eyes were red, but he still left.

However, he did not go far, but flew to the roof nearby and stood there as a guard.

He was like a stubborn shadow in the dark, and he did not want to leave.

Gu Xijiu stood there in a daze, and she felt as though she was struck by lightning!

What … What did he mean by not many days left? What did Mu Feng mean?!

She could not help but look at Di Fuyi. Under the moonlight, his face was as white as jade, and she could not see anything wrong with him.

She made up her mind and floated in front of Mu Feng, trying to communicate with him. However, she realized that Mu Feng was crying! He cried silently! A grown man's face was covered in tears. His nostrils were moving, and tears flowed down his eyelashes like a stream, dripping down his chin, but he didn't make a single sound.

What was going on? What the hell was going on?!

Gu Xijiu suddenly felt a great sense of fear and uneasiness.

She tried to talk to Mu Feng, "Mu Feng, what do you mean by 'not many days left'? He … Is it because he has a limited number of days to pray for me? "She tried her best to guess in a positive direction.

Mu Feng naturally wouldn't respond to her.

After all, Gu Xijiu was smart, and her sixth sense was sharp. She was even more panicked when she tried to connect the dots.

Even though she didn't have a body, she felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her throat!

No, I must be thinking too much!

A person like Di Fuyi was immortal, so it was impossible for anything to happen to him.

Gu Xijiu had thought about many things about Di Fuyi, but she had never thought that he would die. At this moment, she subconsciously stopped thinking about it.

She stood there in a daze for a long time. She really wanted to grab onto someone and ask for the reason, but no one could see her!

She thought of the Firmament Stone again, and immediately floated down!

She wanted to see if she could communicate with the Firmament Stone again. After all, she used to be its owner.



After drinking too much, she had a splitting headache.

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