Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 172 Return to Xihai City

Lin Feng stared at him coldly without responding.

Chu Feng continued, "Wang Taiming, Hu Zhi, will definitely kill you for me."

After saying this, he widened his eyes and took his last breath with a feeling of resentment.

When Lin Feng heard the name Wang Taiming, he was shocked and secretly guessed that Chu Feng might have joined the Demon Cult.

Afterwards, Lin Feng carefully searched Chu Feng's body. Finally, he found a torn copy of the "Nine Yang Swallowing Yuan Gong" (Nine Yang Swallowing Yuan Gong). Although the manual was incomplete, Lin Feng could sense the powerful power contained within it.

Lin Feng put away his skills and turned to look at the grief-stricken Xu Tian, ​​his heart filled with helplessness and anger.

At this moment, the wind roared through the mountains and forests, rustling the leaves. The atmosphere was oppressive and heavy, as if the whole world was mourning for this tragedy.

Xu Tian hugged Ma Ziyan's lifeless body tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into the depths of his soul. His tears flowed freely on his face like a flood, and the wailing sound from his throat was like the desperate roar of a wounded beast.

Lin Feng stood quietly by, his brow furrowed, his face filled with heaviness and helplessness. He unconsciously clenched and unclenched his hands, wanting to comfort Xu Tian, ​​but he felt that any words seemed so pale and powerless at this moment. The surrounding trees seemed to sense this grief, their branches drooping, and the breeze rustled and sighed.

Time seemed to freeze. After an unknown amount of time, Xu Tian's crying gradually subsided, leaving only the occasional sob. His eyes became empty and confused, as if his soul had dissipated with Ma Ziyan's departure.

After a long time, Xu Tian seemed to suddenly wake up from the chaos. He looked around and thought of Ma Qian and Chu Qing.

"We can't let anything happen to them." Xu Tian muttered to himself, his voice almost hoarse.

He slowly stood up and gently picked up Ma Zi Yan's body. He was so cautious, as if the person in his arms had just fallen asleep and he was afraid of waking her up.

Seeing this, Lin Feng followed Xu Tian silently, his eyes full of worry.

They searched along the rugged mountain road. Xu Tian's steps were heavy and anxious, each one filled with deep fear and uneasiness. His eyes searched the surroundings constantly, not missing any possible corner.

"Zi Yan, I will definitely find them and protect them." Xu Tian swore secretly in his heart.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they finally saw Ma Qian and Chu Qing in a quiet little wood.

Ma Qian saw Ma Ziyan in Xu Tian's arms from afar, and the expression on his face froze instantly. Worry and fear enveloped him like a dark cloud. He walked forward quickly, and when he saw Xu Tian's expression full of guilt and pain, Ma Qian's heart instantly fell into an endless abyss.

Xu Tian gently put down Ma Zi Yan's body. Ma Qian suddenly collapsed to his knees on the ground, stroking his daughter's face with trembling hands.

"Zi Yan, my daughter..." Ma Qian's voice was full of despair and heartbreak, and tears kept falling like beads with broken strings.

Xu Tian also knelt down and said in a choked voice: "Uncle Ma, it's all my fault. I failed to protect Zi Yan."

Ma Qian did not respond, but just kept crying, as if the whole world had collapsed.

Chu Qing, who was standing by, didn't understand what was happening. She ran towards Ma Ziyan, shook her body, and shouted, "Mom, mom, wake up, don't sleep anymore, come and play with Chu Qing."

However, no matter how she called out, Ma Ziyan didn't respond. Chu Qing's young face was filled with confusion and fear. When she saw her grandfather crying, she also burst into tears.

Lin Feng hurried forward, hugged Chu Qing in his arms, and comforted her softly: "Chu Qing, be good, don't cry, don't cry, you will be fine."

But Chu Qing couldn't listen at all. She just kept struggling, wanting to go back to her mother.

Ma Qian seemed to be deaf to the sounds around him. His crying gradually stopped and his expression became numb. He slowly stood up, bent down, carried Ma Ziyan on his back, and said in a low and firm voice: "I want to take my daughter home."

Xu Tian nodded silently and followed Ma Qian. Lin Feng walked at the back, holding Chu Qing.

Ma Qian carried Ma Ziyan on his back, walking with difficulty, step by step. His body was already weak, and with the immense grief, each step seemed so strenuous. Sweat soaked his clothes, and his breathing became rapid and heavy.

"Uncle Ma, let me carry it." Xu Tian couldn't help but say.

Ma Qian ignored it and continued to move forward stubbornly.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Ma Qian stumbled, fell to the ground, and immediately fainted.

Lin Feng quickly put Chu Qing down, ran over and carried Ma Qian on his back, while Xu Tian carried Ma Zi Yan on his back.

In the next two or three days, they traveled day and night and finally returned to the Northwest Village of Xihai City and came to Ma Qian's home.

After Ma Qian woke up, he didn't say a word. He just sat beside Ma Zi Yan's body and talked to himself, as if Ma Zi Yan could still hear his voice.

Xu Tian wanted to help with the funeral arrangements, but Ma Qian coldly refused: "Go away and don't worry about our family's affairs."

Xu Tian's face was filled with guilt. He said, "Uncle Ma, I'm really sorry. It's my fault that I failed to protect Zi Yan."

Ma Qian raised his head, looked at Xu Tian with empty eyes, and said coldly: "You don't have to do anything. My daughter has died for you. We owe each other nothing."

Xu Tian's tears welled up again. He took out twenty black crystal coins from his pocket, handed them to Ma Qian, and said, "Uncle Ma, this is a little gift from me. Give it to Chu Qing."

Ma Qian wanted to refuse, but Xu Tian said, "Just accept it. This is for Chu Qing's future."

Ma Qian hesitated for a moment, but finally accepted it reluctantly.

After dealing with Ma Zi Yan's funeral, Lin Feng and Xu Tian left the Ma family.

Xu Tian was silent all the way, his eyes dull. When they returned to Xu Tian's home, Xu Tian found that his home had become dilapidated and overgrown with weeds.

"This..." Xu Tian was stunned, and the pain in his heart increased.

Lin Feng then remembered the state of Xu Tian's home and said regretfully, "It's all my fault. I forgot about it."

Xu Tian didn't say anything, turned around to buy some wine and food, and then walked towards his father's grave.

Lin Feng followed him silently, wanting to say something along the way, but not knowing where to start.

Arriving at the grave, Xu Tian knelt on the ground with a plop, set the wine and food aside, picked up the wine pot, and drank from it in big gulps. The wine flowed down the corners of his mouth and mixed with his tears.

"Dad, I'm an unfilial son and I disappoint you." Xu Tian cried while drinking.