But time and time again, I was disappointed to find that there was no breath here.

"One-one--you bad woman, aren't you going to fight me to the death? Come out!"

His body turned quickly and his lips trembled as he yelled out these words. He, who had always been tough in his heart, suddenly became soft------

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It was pitch black all around, and there was no other breath except for the faint sound of breathing.

When Ling Yi woke up, her eyes and mind were confused---

He rubbed his forehead vigorously, trying to see his surroundings clearly, but found that no matter how much he used Qi techniques, he couldn't see clearly.

"Damn it, which corner is this?"

Standing up unsteadily, she looked at the darkness around her and cursed.

Little did she know that it was pitch dark here, but only her red eyes were exceptionally bright.

When Yin Wenmaochong, who was lying on the ground, saw this scene, he was shocked!

Why is she not afraid of the darkness here? It is said that Sand Valley has appeared, and no one can shine here.

"Isn't this the desert? Where's the facial paralysis?"

She remembered that Yin Wenmaochong was by his side in the desert before. She still remembered that there were layers of sand buried in her body in a daze, and no matter how hard she beat and pushed back, she could not stop everything.

Then, it seemed, this was the time she woke up.

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"Phoenix King!"

Suddenly, a weak voice came from the dark night, and a faint breath floated slowly.

"ah!"

Ling Yi suddenly jumped up and looked around with his eyes wide open, shouting.

She recognized this voice! It was the voice of facial paralysis.

"Patronus?"

She asked suddenly, tentatively, there should be nothing wrong.

"Your Majesty, how is King Huang feeling now? Is there any discomfort?"

Yin Wenmaochong's voice continued to sound, vaguely present.

Ling Yi quickly squatted down and moved his hands around in the dark space, but found that he didn't touch the man.

Helpless, he shouted anxiously: "Where are you? Why can't I see you? Are you okay?"

She suddenly felt very nervous. This facial paralysis seemed to be in bad condition. It was difficult to even speak. This was not the behavior a patron saint should have.

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silence---

People are just silent -------

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound, accompanied by the sound of sand grinding everywhere.

She immediately pricked up her ears, held back her breath, and felt it carefully.

Soon, the source of the sound was discovered.

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"King Huang, don't move, it's very dangerous here!" Suddenly, Yin Wenmaochong's urgent voice came.

Ling Yicai's raised foot stopped in mid-air, then slowly brought it back to the same place.

She had never heard of Yin Wenmaochong's tone of voice. In her mind, facial paralysis always had an unshakable and lifeless tone, and there had never been any fluctuations.

But, at this moment, she doesn’t understand!

"I won't move, I won't move! Don't move either!"

Quickly waving her hands in the darkness, she comforted the anxious and worried voice.

I don’t know where this is, but I already know it’s dangerous!

Even the patron saint has become like that, so he must not act rashly.

Slowly, the aura that was still floating just now slowly dissipated---

Ling Yi frowned!

"Facial paralysis?!" She asked worriedly. The situation seemed to be very bad. It was not her condition, but the condition of the usually arrogant and domineering facial paralysis----------------
Chapter completed!