Leng Ling'er finally realized this, slumped on the ground, holding the light screen helplessly with both hands, and choked up: "The human world is vast, but it can't accommodate my cause and effect. I have a deep obsession with you, and I insist on coming to the ghost realm.
, but I don’t want to trap myself.”
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"Ling'er, I can definitely take you out!"
"Six boundaries make mountains and seas square."
Leng Ling'er faintly read out the lines she saw in the Ghost King's Palace.
"Then I will level the six realms and break all the barriers!" Ding Fan was full of pride.
Leng Ling'er was deeply touched. Her hands on the light screen slowly slipped away, but a trace of sadness appeared on her pretty face.
"The six realms have been established, can the relationship remain the same as before?"
"Ling'er, my friendship for you will never change!" Ding Fan almost shouted.
Two lines of almost substantive tears rolled down, and Leng Ling'er smiled sadly, "Okay, then I'll wait for you and come back."
"No..." Ding Fanjin attacked the light screen with all his strength, "Ling'er, I want to take you with me and I will never let you stay in the ghost land."
"I am willing to stay for you." Leng Ling'er's voice was not loud, but it was loud and clear, "I hope that one day, I can allow you to travel unimpeded in the Ghost Realm."
"Ling'er..."
Rumble...
There was a roaring sound coming from the ground, and the sound became louder and louder. It was like stepping on huge waves, and the figure kept shaking.
The color of the light curtain began to worsen, and Ding Fan tried his best to keep his eyes wide open, fearing that he would never see Leng Ling'er inside again.
"Spiritual Emperor, this is your destiny, please return to the human world as soon as possible."
After Ling Zifeng finished speaking, he knelt down.
"Master! What Venerable Black Tiger said is what Pengpeng wanted to say. I'm afraid this place will be sealed." Silver-winged Dapeng hurriedly agreed and knelt down.
Luo Ge also knelt down quickly. Wei Teng sighed, then knelt down and said sincerely: "If the Spirit Emperor still recognizes me as your brother, just listen to my words and leave the ghost realm first."
Ding Fan's eyes were empty, as if he heard something, but also seemed to hear nothing.
The image of Leng Ling'er in the light curtain has become blurry. No matter how hard Ding Fan tries, he can't change what is happening.
"Go back..."
Ding Fan could only understand Leng Ling'er's mouth movements, but he was so sad that he couldn't even hear Leng Ling'er's voice.
Spiritual Emperor!
Ling Zifeng and others begged, Leng Ling'er gently touched Ding Fan through the light curtain, as if stroking Ding Fan's face, then turned and left resolutely.
The lonely back figure hurt Ding Fan's heart. In a daze, he returned to the Jiande Martial Arts Center, and he fainted.
The face is dark, the pulse is messy, and the breath is like a gossamer!
"Hurry and ask for the pharmacist!" Ling Zifeng said hurriedly.
Soon, Lan Yaoshi and his wife rushed over with Wu Yahuan, who had already formed the elixir. Seeing Ding Fan's appearance, Wu Yahuan's eyes darkened and he almost fainted.
"Xiao Fan!" Wu Yahuan rushed to Ding Fan's side and asked in a trembling voice: "Hasn't the ghost world been calmed down? Why did Xiao Fan become like this!"
"The Spirit King is so angry that he is attacking his heart. He just needs time to rest. I hope the Spirit Master will take care of himself!" Silver-winged Dapeng lowered his head and said quietly.
"What does it mean to be so angry that it attacks the heart? What happened? Tell me quickly, otherwise how can I feel at ease?" Wu Yahuan collapsed and shouted.
"Huanhuan, don't get excited. It's like this. Ling'er is the Great Ghost King, the master of the Ghost King Palace, and he has been left there."
Witten's eyes were red and he roughly recounted what happened.
Taking a deep breath, Wu Yahuan never expected such a result.
From a woman's selfish point of view, Wu Yahuan hopes that Leng Ling'er can break away from Ding Fan.
But seeing the consequences of the matter, I couldn't be happy anyway.
"Can you save me?" Kuang Yunni also felt a sore nose, and all the past events came to mind, making her feel unspeakably uncomfortable.
"Unless the six realms are unified." Ling Zifeng sighed.
"this……"
Lan Yaoshi choked on his words, shook his head and sighed: "Oh, this is fate. The six realms have never been unified, how is it possible?"
"nothing is impossible."
An undetectable voice sounded, and Ding Fan took a deep breath, faintly woke up and turned around.
Everyone was overjoyed and quickly helped him up.
"Xiaofan, you must cheer up. Look at me, I have already made elixirs for you. Whenever I can't hold on, I will think of you, otherwise I would have given up long ago."
Wu Yahuan spoke incoherently and burst into tears.
"Huanhuan really did it." Ding Fan smiled faintly, hesitated for a moment, and took Wu Yahuan's hand: "Huanhuan, if I plan to leave you for a while and can't accompany you, will you hate me?"
"Yes! I will hate you!"
Wu Yahuan hurriedly pulled Ding Fan's hand to his chest and cried: "Xiao Fan, I know what you want to do. Now that I have successfully formed the elixir, I can follow you to heaven and earth. From now on, please take me with you.
Just like when I took Ling'er with me."
"The future is bleak and full of thorns..."
"If you are gone, what's the point of my life? Xiaofan, I can let go of anything, don't abandon me again!" Wu Yahuan broke down and cried.
Ding Fan was very moved. He hugged Wu Yahuan and gently leaned her head on his shoulder, "Okay, from now on, I will never give up on anyone. We will live and die together and never be separated."
"We will live and die together, and we will never be separated!" Everyone was excited.
After helping Ding Fan up, he was still top-heavy and his ears were ringing and dizzy, but nothing could offset the pain in his heart.
Leng Ling'er, from the second-level spirit ghost in the Soul Collection Banner to the Great Ghost King.
Ding Fan transformed from an ordinary man into a spiritual emperor.
They are each other's best witnesses, but now they are separated for life.
Ding Fan was in agony, but there were still people to comfort and encourage him. Leng Ling'er was alone in the ghost land, who could he talk to?
"I will definitely conquer the six realms and unify them!" Ding Fan fainted again after spitting out a few earth-shattering words.
In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.
The mountain temple was packed with people and there was silence.
Ding Fan sat upright with a meticulous look on his face. Everyone below him was beating drums in his heart, vaguely guessing that something big was going to happen.
"I have summoned you all to come here because I have something important to announce."
Ding Fan's tone was as usual, but he changed his name. Everyone's hearts trembled, and they were surprised and happy.
"Please give orders from Emperor Ling." Everyone shouted in unison, filled with anger.
"Masters."
"My subordinate is here!"
The eight sect leaders all lined up. Yunmei looked at the vacant seat on Ding Fan's left, and tears instantly filled her eyes and fell silently.
"I am determined to return to the spirit world, regain the lost land, and rebuild my homeland."
The heads are excited. They have been waiting for this sentence for a long time, "I am willing to follow the Spirit Emperor and swear allegiance to him to the death!"
Ding Fan nodded slightly and said, "You can make plans after I return to the spirit world."
"yes!"
"Weiteng, Pengpeng, Cai Cai, Wu Yahuan, Luo Ge."
"My subordinate is here!"
"You will be among the first to return with me."
"yes!"
Ling Zifeng hesitated slightly, and was about to open his mouth to ask, but saw Ding Fan shaking his head slightly at him.
"The human world has been settled for the first time, and Zifeng stays to assist the eight masters."
"Emperor Ling, I just want to follow you!" Ling Zifeng held his hand in tears.
"The children need your care."
When Ding Fan transmitted the message, Ling Zifeng was startled again and couldn't help but look at Mo Yuhong standing in the distance.
In addition to Ling Aotian, Ling Zifeng also owed Mo Yuhong a child.
"In this case, wouldn't it mean that I won't be able to see the Spiritual Emperor for decades?" Ling Zifeng reluctantly said goodbye.
"I can return at any time."
yes……
Ling Zifeng was reluctant to retreat, his face, which had always been calm in the ancient well, was filled with waves.
"Mu Xiaolei."
"My subordinate is here!"
"Wu Yahuan will return to the spirit world with me, and I will leave this family to you to manage. On the surface, Mo Yuhong will be your leader. Only when you become an adult can you take charge of your own affairs." Ding Fan warned.
"I..." Mu Xiaolei's nose felt sour and he almost cried. He rubbed his nose vigorously, held his fists and said loudly: "But listen to the Spirit Emperor's orders!"
Ding Fan slowly stood up, his gaze passed through the crowd and fell on Zhang Ao.
"Zhang Ao."
"My subordinate is here."
"I, my dear, please take good care of me."
"They are also my subordinate's relatives. I guarantee it with my life. Please rest assured, Emperor Ling." Zhang Ao bowed and bowed.
Looking around, Ding Fan's eyes passed over everyone's face and said solemnly: "Perhaps you all have a doubt. I am so angry that I can turn my beauty into a beauty."
"My subordinates dare not."
Everyone was hesitating and evasive, but no matter what the reason, they were happy to see the rise of a great leader.
"Ling'er was trapped in the spirit world, and someone advised me that this was her destiny. It wasn't until yesterday that I suddenly understood that this was not my destiny."
"So, what is destiny? Do it even if you know you can't do it, break through and defeat yourself."
"I fight for Ling'er, and even more so for myself!"
The words made everyone excited, but the women were overshadowed.
Today, Ding Fan called everyone by their first name, except Leng Ling'er, who used his nickname.
At this time, there were thousands of auspicious auras in the sky above Dongqing Mountain, attracting countless people to stop and look up.
But the figures of Ding Fan and others gradually disappeared.