Mo Mingxin looked up at the black sky, opened her mouth, and laughed wildly.
She gritted her teeth and angrily squeezed out a few words from her white teeth: "Tian Lingzi, you owe me this!"
He grasped it with his palm, and the black magic power in his palm condensed into a long sword about one meter long. The sword's body was dark and dark. The evil spirit of resentment danced flamboyantly on the long sword.
Feng Qingyang's eyes narrowed slightly: "Did you take away the resentful spirit in Zunli Division?"
Damn it, she not only took away Zunli Si's resentful spirits to prevent him and Chen Xi from exploring clues, but she also used the resentment in those resentful spirits to condense into a magic sword.
Feng Qingyang looked deeply at the magic sword that required tens of thousands of resentful spirits to be condensed into, with a shocking rose color in his eyes.
It turns out that it’s not just him who has changed!
Mo Ming’s heart has also changed!
The innocence and kindness in his impression had been replaced by the crazy evil factor at some point, and she became so strange that even he felt she was so strange!
"Tian Lingzi, are you surprised?"
Mo Mingxin did not miss the shock in Feng Qingyang's eyes. She curled her lips and smiled coldly!
Back then, she was willing to follow him and do everything humbly, because she loved him.
A woman is willing to sacrifice everything, including herself, for love.
But when she realized that her humbleness could not bring her the happiness she wanted, she worked hard to find ways to become stronger.
In order to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, she endured the torment of longing and stayed in seclusion for thousands of years. She finally cultivated enough to be worthy of him, but... nature plays tricks on people!
The pain of lovesickness at the beginning has now become full of irony!
Mo Mingxin opened her blood-red eyes, the magic sword in her hand burst into light, and in the blink of an eye, she stabbed Feng Qingyang, who was seriously injured.
"Daddy!"
Xiao Qiansi was shocked. Her small body slipped through Feng Qingyang's armpit. As soon as she got in front of Feng Qingyang, she was immediately pulled away by Feng Qingyang.
The memories of childhood sweethearts relaxed in front of Feng Qingyang and Mo Mingxin, bitter and sour!
"stop!"
Suddenly a sharp shout came, and a green dim light was seen piercing the vast darkness. Just when the magic sword was only 0.1 meters close to Feng Qingyang's chest, a green tail rolled out at a lightning speed.
He grabbed the magic sword and threw it away hard.
"Grandma!"
Mo Ming was stunned. She looked at the suddenly huge and arrogant body suddenly appearing in front of them. Her stern eyes glanced at her, and she trembled all over.
"..." Feng Qingyang frowned and looked silently at the old witch who was standing in the dark admiring their fight and belatedly appeared.
The eyes change and the expressions are complex.
"Mingxin, how brave are you to attack the Demon Lord?"
The big lizard narrowed its two shining eyes and stared coldly at the astonished Mo Mingxin.
Mo Ming's fear deepened, and he knelt on the ground in humiliation, and replied tremblingly: "Grandma, this person in front of you is just a mortal, not our Demon Lord!"
"Yeah?"
The big lizard groaned meaningfully, turned around, looked at the mortal body Feng Qingyang with a half-smile, and slowly circled Feng Qingyang: "But why does he look familiar to me? He looks a lot like us.
Where is the Demon Lord? Lingzi, tell me, are you back?"
Feng Qingyang covered his injured wound and his eyes fell on the unwilling figure kneeling on the ground...