John's face turned pale. He thought everything was under his control, but he didn't expect Fei Lingsheng's intrusion to directly change the situation.
Now he seems to be at the mercy of Dao Twelve.
But this is not the result John wants, and he is not willing to face death at this time.
"Dao Qing, you can't kill me. Didn't you say that Han Sanqian is not dead yet? Without me, you would have no way to stay on the island. If I die, the island will be in chaos and no one will continue to transport it.
Supplies." John said in panic. He needed to find every excuse available to make Dao Twelve let him go.
Dao Twelve had a sad expression on his face. Although he did not believe that Han Sanqian was dead, he also knew the fact that under the power of such a huge volcanic eruption, even if Han Sanqian was close to the strength of a god,
But he hasn't shown up yet, which largely means that he has encountered an accident.
Dao Twelve made a decision in a very short period of time. He would not stay on the island, but would return to Yuncheng and spend all the rest of his life protecting the people around Han Sanqian.
"Did he have the final say on this island?" Fei Lingsheng turned to Dao Twelve and asked.
Dao Twelve still had doubts about Fei Lingsheng's identity. After all, as a killer, he was suspicious by nature. It was impossible to simply believe that Fei Lingsheng was Han Sanqian's friend.
"Yes, in a sense, he is the master of this island." Dao Twelve only hesitated for a moment before telling Fei Lingsheng about such an insignificant matter.
Fei Lingsheng nodded, then turned to John and said, "It seems that you really can't die. We have to stay on the island for a while longer."
John didn't know what his future outcome would be, but at least he didn't have to die in front of him. He breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face obviously eased a lot.
"Why do you want to stay on the island?" Dao Twelve asked puzzledly.
"Don't you have to wait for Han Sanqian to leave together?" Fei Lingsheng asked doubtfully.
Dao Twelve was stunned for a moment. The strength she showed was extraordinary. From what she said, she seemed to be convinced that Han Sanqian was not dead.
"You...you mean, Sanqian is not dead?" Dao Twelve asked excitedly.
Fei Lingsheng subconsciously looked at the volcano. She could sense that Han Sanqian was not dead, and that he was still fighting against a powerful force. But what would be the final result of this confrontation, Fei Lingsheng did not dare to
Judge easily.
"He is not dead yet, but I can't predict what will happen in the future, so I can only wait here." Fei Lingsheng said.
Hearing this exact answer, Dao Twelve's excitement was beyond words.
Han Sanqian did not die during the volcanic eruption. Now that the volcano situation has stabilized, Dao Twelve is even more confident that Han Sanqian will survive.
"Although he doesn't have to die, others..." Dao Twelve pointed at John, looking like he was hesitating to speak.
Fei Lingsheng easily understood the meaning of Dao Twelve's words. To her, human life in Xuanyuan World was not that valuable, and killing people was commonplace.
Therefore, when Fei Ling took action, he would not have as many worries as Han Sanqian, and he would be more decisive.
Less than a minute after Dao Twelve finished speaking, Fei Lingsheng's illusory figure moved back and forth several times, and all the gold medal killers fell to the ground without any signs of movement.
Neither John nor Dao Twelve saw clearly how Fei Lingsheng did it, but they both had the same idea in their hearts, that is, this woman was as powerful as Han Sanqian.
This also made John more determined not to cause trouble in front of Fei Lingsheng. After all, it was a blessing for him to survive. It would be foolish to resist if he still wanted to.
"When will Sanqian come back?" Dao Twelve asked Fei Lingsheng. Since she knew that Han Sanqian was not dead, in Dao Twelve's view, she was very aware of the situation, so such a question could only be answered.
Asked her.
It's a pity that all Fei Lingsheng knows is that Han Sanqian is not dead. As for when he will come back, or even whether he can come back safely, Fei Lingsheng has no answer in his heart.
Maybe it is not impossible for Han Sanqian, who is still alive, to die in this kind of power confrontation.
"I don't know, maybe, this will be a long time, or maybe, he will never be able to come back," Fei Lingsheng said.
When Dao Twelve heard this, she became anxious. Didn't she say that Han Sanqian was not dead? Why did she say that he might never be able to come back?
"What do you mean? Are you lying to me? Is Sanqian dead?" Dao Twelve, who was anxious, did not notice his emotional control and asked Fei Lingsheng sternly.
After all, Fei Lingsheng is also a powerful master in Xuanyuan World. No one except Han Sanqian dares to speak to her in such a tone.
This also angered Fei Lingsheng. He turned to look at Dao Twelve coldly and said, "Who are you? Are you qualified to question me? If it weren't for Han Sanqian, do you think you can survive until now?"
After hearing this, Dao Twelve calmed down instantly. If Fei Lingsheng hadn't appeared in time, he would have died in John's hands.
This man saved her all because of Han Sanqian's face.
But despite this, Dao Twelve still cares more about Han Sanqian's safety. As for whether he is dead or alive, it doesn't matter at all, because if Han Sanqian hadn't appeared that night, he might have died long ago.
"I just want to get the truth. It doesn't matter if you want to kill me or not." Dao Twelve said.
Fei Lingsheng sighed. This guy really cared about Han Sanqian. There was no way he could act like that. There was absolutely no intention of lying in his eyes.
"It is true that he is not dead now. As for what I said about whether unexpected situations will occur in the future, it is because he is fighting against some powerful force. This result is something I cannot predict." Fei Lingsheng explained.
Great power!
This should be the huge stone, because when Dao Twelve was forcibly sent away from the volcano, he knew that the stone was the source of power.
"Can't you help him?" Dao Twelve asked.
Help him?
These two words brought a wry smile to Fei Lingsheng's face.
Although she is a strong person in the extreme master realm, she is like an ant in front of Han Sanqian. How could she be qualified to participate in such a powerful confrontation?
If she intervened forcefully, it might be counterproductive and cause greater trouble to Han Sanqian, and she herself might be directly crushed by these two forces.
"You think too highly of me. Although I am much stronger than you, in front of his strength, I am at best a three-year-old child." Fei Lingsheng said.
