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The elder's facial features and the cracks on his body became bigger and bigger. The light also became brighter and brighter. Finally, with a loud bang, it finally exploded.

When Leng Ning outside heard the sound, she turned to face the door. The door was blown apart by a huge force, and she was sent flying by the cracked brick.

Outside, a hundred meters away from the mansion, the air twisted and Di Wuxiang, Leng Feishuang and Pi Dan appeared.

At the same time, explosions began to erupt in every part of the mansion. It was evident how powerful the two flames were.

At this moment, Leng Fei, who was in Di Wuxiang's embrace, let out a cough and slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the white mask, "Di Wuxiang". Leng Fei let out a hoarse shout.

Di Wuxiang looked at the little girl in her arms and knitted her brows. "Go back by yourself!" She left these words and disappeared into the distance with Leng Fei Shuang in her arms.

Pigu Feng's eyes were wide open. He didn't want to keep him here, but he didn't dare to tarry. The outside world was too dangerous. He didn't want to go out again, so he quickly ran towards Jing Yu City.

As for that house, after the explosion, it regained its calm. In the middle of the ruins laid a bloodied person, it was Leng Ning, her hair, skin, they were all burnt, only her eyes were still open, filled with strong hatred and unwillingness, as she said a few sentences, "Leng Ning …" Fly... "Double." Saying that, his pupils slowly began to grow larger.

At this moment, a green flame shot out from the still burning bonfire and flew towards the badly mutilated Leng Ning, directly entering her body.

Those eyes that were opened wide slowly turned completely black, followed by a series of violent coughs. Leng Ning moved a little, she wasn't dead yet?

A mass of black fog suddenly appeared in the sky, and immediately after, a person wearing a black cloak stood in front of her. "I never thought that the Myriad Spirit Ghost Fire would choose you."

Han Ning looked warily at the person in front of her. Although he was facing her, his face couldn't be seen clearly. Under the cloak was a pitch-black area. "Who are you?"

"No matter who I am, you only need to know that I'm here to help you." The person continued.

Leng Ning laid on the ground, unable to move because she would feel pain if she did. "How would I know that what you said is true?"

The man smiled, "You have no other choice. If you eat this, you will never feel pain again." As he said this, he took out a bottle and bent down to pour the dark brown liquid into Leng Ning's mouth.

He was right, she had no other choice but to believe him. Indeed, after drinking it, Leng Ning's hands gradually started to move, and she did not feel any pain. Slowly, her body began to feel no pain, and she stood up.

That person tossed a black robe to her. "Let's hurry up and leave, otherwise Di Wuxiang will notice us." After saying that, he waved his wide sleeves, causing a black mist to appear around their bodies. Once the black mist dissipated, there would be no one left …

On the other side, Di Wuxiang carried Leng Feishuang back to her house and laid him on her bed. At this moment, she was in a coma again, her originally beautiful red lips had turned slightly black, her face had turned ashen gray, and the veins on her neck were clearly visible as well as black.

Di Wuxiang knitted her brows and set up a barrier around the room to prevent people from intruding. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to withdraw Leng Fei's clothes.

On her left shoulder, a black palm print could be seen, spreading out in all directions.

Di Wuxiang stretched out her slender fingers and tapped on Leng Feishuang's shoulder a few times. Then, she fed her a white pill.

After finishing all this, Di Wuxiang also got on the bed. He sat beside Leng Fei and circulated the white spiritual energy in one hand, slowly forcing the spreading poison back into its original place.

Last night's incident caused the sky outside to darken. Di Wuxiang took out a thin, transparent white blade and lightly cut a wound on Leng Fei's shoulder, instantly causing black blood to flow out.

Before long, the basin was filled with black blood. Di Wuxiang stretched out her palm and pushed on Leng Fei's back, causing some black blood to flow out of the wound. Di Wuxiang knew that the blood had turned into a bright red color before stopping.

After the wound had been cleaned, Di Wuxiang smeared a pink medicinal paste on it and it quickly healed up at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye, returning to its original state.

The originally black palm print on his skin had turned slightly red.

Di Wuxiang saw that Leng Fei's body was a bit unnatural, so she pulled over the quilt to cover her body. She looked at her beautiful face, which was still suffused with traces of black Qi. Now, all that was left was her Ten Thousand Spirit Corpse Qi.

Suddenly, he bent down and looked at Leng Feishuang. Without any hesitation, he lowered his head and kissed those lips that were still a little black. After touching Leng Feishuang's soft lips, Di Wuxiang's body stiffened.

As for Leng Feishuang, the strands of corpse energy inside his body also slowly entered into Di Wuxiang's body through their intersecting lips.

Finally, an hour later, all of the corpse energy within Leng Feishuang's body was completely sucked dry by Di Wuxiang. However, he was reluctant to let go of her.

In the end, Leng Feishuang's face turned red, and he was unable to catch his breath. Only then did he reluctantly leave, and looking at Leng Feishuang's slightly swollen lips, Di Wuxiang slightly curled up her lips.

After helping Leng Fei put on his clothes, he walked out of the room and had to quickly purify the corpse energy inside his body.

"..." Two days later, Leng Feishuang, who was on the bed, slowly opened his eyes. He sat up, suddenly thought of something, and hastily checked his pulse. Eh, the poison had been resolved, and the image of Di Wuxiang's mask appeared in his mind before he fainted. It was him, right?

He pulled back the blanket and saw the corner of his mouth twitching. It was white again. Because he liked white, he wanted everyone to wear white. However, he did not change it.

She stood up, walked to the door, and opened it. The sunlight shone down on her. Why did she feel like she hadn't seen sunlight for so many years? This feeling of warmth was great.

When she walked out, what entered her eyes was a large pond of lotus flowers. When the lotus blossomed, she realized that the courtyard was built on the surface of the water. Suddenly, she saw Di Wuxiang, who was resting on a chaise longue in the front courtyard, softly walking over.

As for Di Wuxiang, she had already known about it the moment Leng Feishuang woke up. She had been watching as she walked towards her.

When he saw the faint smile in Di Wuxiang's eyes, Leng Feishuang felt a little embarrassed, but still allowed himself to meet his gaze. "Thank you." He naturally had his ways of saving her, but he still had to thank her.

Di Wuxiang curled her lips slightly, "This sovereign wasted so much energy to save you, but all I said was' thank you '?"

"Then what do you want to do?" Leng Fei gritted his teeth as he asked.

Di Wuxiang stretched out her hand, "This sovereign is thirsty."