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Chapter 92: The Death of Linger

Looking at Cheng Yaojin's appearance at this moment, Xiao Feng froze in place. The current Cheng Yaojin looked like the person he was most familiar with - Ling'er!

"You, you...who the hell are you!"

The expression on Xiao Feng's face at this moment made Ling'er in front of him very satisfied. He nodded slightly. The two voices overlapped each other like echoes and sounded extremely weird.

"Are you talking about me? Brother Xiao Feng."

"Brother Xiao Feng, are you looking for me?"

The two voices were full of magnetism and kept echoing in his mind, as if they were tearing his brain apart from the inside out.

The trance and severe pain appeared at the same time, causing him to bang his head against the trees around him crazily, and his whole body was about to collapse.

Even at this moment, he had no time to pay attention to this person who looked like Xiao Ling'er, with spiritual power gushing out from his lush green fingers and exuding a dangerous aura.

His eyes had become hazy, and the whole world was a blur of white. The spiritual energy in his body no longer seemed to belong to him at this moment, and began to run wildly.

Now, he is like a useless person who can only roar wildly.

"Ahhhh..."

"Brother Xiao Feng, what are you happy about? Share it with Ling'er."

"Brother Xiao Feng, you..."

"Go away, you all go away! Xiao Feng? Who is Xiao Feng? Who am I? Oh my head!"

"Stop being in pain, brother Xiao Feng, come on, poke it here, and you will be freed."

"Brother Xiao Feng, look, this is it."

"It's right here, it's right here..."

"Is this right here? I poke, I poke..."

"Yes, poke it. If you poke it, you will be free."

Xiao Feng raised the flaming blade in his hand in confusion, pointed it at his heart, and stabbed it directly under the bewitchment of Xiao Ling'er condensed by the phantom beast.

Puff puff puff.

A mouthful of blood bloomed in front of him, but his crazy face and red eyes were gradually fading away and recovering, and his body began to tremble continuously.

And all of this was because of the woman in front of him who blocked the knife for him.

The woman's appearance was exactly the same as that of Xiao Ling'er who bewitched him, but this one saved his life.

After the flaming blade was inserted into the woman's heart, the terrifying aura inside began to rage crazily, constantly destroying her life breath.

In just a few breaths, her face and lips became extremely pale, and even her body became weak.

If Xiao Feng hadn't helped her in time, she would have fallen to the ground.

"Are you... Ling'er?!"

Xiao Feng hugged the beauty in his arms tightly, his eyes instantly became moist, and tears flowed out from them and dripped on her cheeks.

The woman stretched out her trembling hand and placed it on Xiao Feng's face. She moved her thumb slightly to wipe away his tears, and a sweet smile appeared on her face.

"This is not my brother Xiao Feng. My brother Xiao Feng can do..."

Before she could finish her words, her right hand went limp and fell to the ground, motionless.

"No! Ling'er!"

Xiao Feng hugged the woman in his arms tightly. In his opinion, she was his Ling'er, the person she loved most.

But now, she actually died in his arms.

This scene was seen by Ling'er, who was transformed from the phantom beast. She curled her lips in disdain, murmured eleven words, then turned around and left leisurely.

"Ignorance is just a way of..."

He stood up unsteadily holding Ling'er in his arms, the tenderness in his eyes gradually faded and became extremely vicissitudes of life.

It was only a few breaths of time, but when he saw it, it was eternity.

"Ling'er, I said before, I only want you in this world. Since you are no longer here, what qualifications do other people in this world have to live?"

boom!


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