This time Wen Feng's face finally changed. His chest had suffered a huge blow causing him to vomit blood that spurted to the ground.
Feng Tianyu did not pay attention to Wen Feng.
He could not control his feet and had quickly rushed toward Rong Yan.
He was not able to hold back his tears in spite of always being strong.
He picked her up gently and carefully from the ground with his shaky palms.
However, the woman in his arms was as light as a piece of paper. He was afraid that the woman would drift away with the wind and disappear if he moved.
Feng Tianyu had never been afraid of anything before. Even when he was faced with a strong enemy, he still was not weak.
But at this moment, the anxiety in his heart was unprecedented.
