Li Cheng heard the words, went to the front of the large coffin, feeling a bit nervous. He struck out with his palm, sending the coffin lid flying off, and looked inside, only to see a person lying there! A dead person! A youth of about sixteen or seventeen!
The youth's body was a wretched green, so green it was almost black.
Upon seeing the youth's face, Li Cheng's body suddenly trembled, his eyes reddened, and tears fell, "Feng'er! My Feng'er!" After speaking, he lifted the youth out of the coffin and held him tightly.
"My Feng'er!"
"You can't die, my Feng'er!"
Li Cheng's cries were utterly tragic.
When Li Mu saw the youth's face, tears instantly filled his face, and standing there, he started crying uncontrollably in front of everyone.
