Dingqi twitched twice on the ground, because his neck was bitten off by Fu Guang, so blood was pouring out like running water.
He stared with wide-open eyes at a snow-white figure slowly walking over in a cluster of floating light. In his right hand, the invisible wind condensed into the shape of a sword.
Ding Qi's eyes gradually showed a look of horror. He looked at the white clothes and the sword. There was blood in his mouth, and he spat out a few words vaguely: "You...are...are...the king..."
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Lianyi swung his sword lightly, and Ding Qi's body was cut in half at the waist.
The sword in his hand turned into a gust of wind and disappeared. Feng Lianyi gave the corpses a cold look, with a layer of coldness on his stunning face.
"Is it solved?" Huang Beiyue's impatient and clear voice came from behind.
The cold look on Feng Lianyi's face immediately melted away, and a soft light appeared in his ice-purple eyes, with a gentle smile.
"Don't come over here. You'll feel uncomfortable if you see me." Feng Lianyi turned around and walked out with a smile. When he saw Huang Beiyue's cold face, he smiled deeply and said, "I've been waiting for a long time."
Huang Beiyue snorted coldly, turned a blind eye to his deliberate care and flattery, turned around and left.
After the two left for a long time, the horrifying pile of flesh and blood was eaten clean by Fu Guang who came around. After eating all the flesh and blood, Fu Guang's target turned to Ding Qi, who was chopped into two pieces.
As the gleaming rays of light gathered together, a dark black vitality suddenly hit them. When those floating lights touched the black vitality, they all turned into ashes.
A pitch-black figure came to Ding Qi quietly. The figure looked young, in his teens. He was wearing a very delicate black cloak. The cloak did not cover his face, and the figure was exposed.
His face was eerie and unnaturally pale.
If it wasn't so strangely pale, it would be a handsome and delicate face.
His eyes are big, deep, and dark, which makes people's hair stand on end. If you look carefully, you can see that the pupils are almost motionless, which means that he can't see anything!
Although he was blind, his movements were not messy. He squatted down next to Ding Qi, stretched out his pale hands from his cloak, and placed them on top of Ding Qi's head.
The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and his voice, as cold as a spring, had no fluctuation in timbre. He muttered in a cold and strange voice: "A man of thousands of years will be born in ten days, and his soul will return!"
Ding Qi, who was already dead, suddenly turned his eyes and his mouth gurgled with blood. He actually came back to life again!
Just the pain of half of his body being cut off made him scream in pain, and his internal organs, blood and flesh flowed out from the severed body. It was terrifying and disgusting!
He slowly raised his distracted eyes and saw the strange black shadow in front of him, his eyes flashed with light: "Mo, Lord Mo Lian..."
"Who did it?" The dark boy said coldly.
"Xiu, Shura City and... the red-haired... Lord Red Lotus..." Ding Qi said painfully, with a look of pleading on his face, "Help, help me..."
"Does it hurt?" Mo Lian's eyes rolled slightly.
"It hurts, it hurts..." Ding Qi cried heartbreakingly. He was split into two pieces by Feng Lianyi's sword. It didn't hurt so much even when a person died, but he was resurrected by Mo Lian using spiritualism. Then
