"Fatty, let go, let go..."

Ling Luoyu's face was pale and his whole body was trembling in pain, but he still grabbed Feng Chenglin's wrist and signaled him to slowly release his hand.

"I'm fine, please let go, I'll do it slowly..."

Feng Chenglin realized that he was too reckless, but now he had no other way.

"San Young Master, you... your injury..."

Ling Luoyu looked down: "I'm fine, I can control it, but fortunately, I didn't hurt my heart..."

Although the injury was as expected, she did it on purpose.

But to this extent, it was beyond her expectations

She knew very well in her heart that if the place where the triangular thorn just pricked was her heart, then now her blood has been almost sucked.

But if they don't move, it doesn't mean that the spirit of the weapon will be content with oneself.

After seeing Ling Luoyu being stabbed by the triangular thorn, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

What he is waiting for is now.

He had to wait until Ling Luoyu was injured and his combat effectiveness was damaged before he could do whatever he wanted.

With a grasp of the void in his right hand, he seemed to have to grab the triangular thorn and pulled it backwards.

Without any defense, the Triangle Thorn was pulled out by him.

With her scream of pain, blood splattered.

"Three Young Master..." Feng Chenglin's face changed drastically, and he quickly caught the fallen Ling Luoyu.

At this moment, a bloody wound suddenly came into her eyes on her chest.

Ling Luoyu has not been hit hard like this for a long time.

At that moment, my face turned pale and my cold sweat wet my clothes.

She lay in Feng Chenglin's arms with a pale face: "Let's go..."

"Three Young Master..."

"Walk!"

“…”

Ling Luoyu knew very well that Feng Chenglin had to take care of her because he was seriously injured so much.

Originally, he did not have the advantage in the battle with the spirit of the weapon. If his mind was separated again, he would only fall into a disadvantage.

Although he will not be harmed by the spirit of the artifact, she will.

Once the weapon spirit adds damage to her, Feng Chenglin will definitely go crazy.

And his mind was confused, so the two of them would not be sure to win again in this chaos.

Therefore, Feng Chenglin must leave here first.

At the same time, the weapon spirit failed to hit and pounced on it again.

Take advantage of the illness and kill people.

Ling Luoyu was seriously injured, and it was a great time to get rid of her.

As long as she has the power to herself...

Then, in this world, there are really not many people who can hold him.

Therefore, this time, the weapon spirit must hit the target with one blow.

pity……

Just as the triangular thorns were flying and roaring towards Ling Luoyu, she suddenly blinked her fingers and tore through the void.

With the triangular thorns, everyone walked through the void together.

After the darkness swallowed them, the space was once again relegated to it,

The spirit of the weapon was stunned at the same place at that moment.

He only understood all this when the empty world in front of him told him that all this was true.

Suddenly, he opened his arms, raised his head, and shouted at the sky.

"……ah!"

Unfortunately, Ling Luoyu couldn't hear this trembling and angry voice.

They emerged in a dark place.

There was wind and water passing through my ears.

No one knows where this is.

It's black and can't see anything clearly.

It took Feng Chenglin to light a torch to illuminate the surroundings.

"San Master, how are you?"
Chapter completed!