Mo Beiwei!
The woman before him was actually Mo Beiwei!
Even after several months of not seeing her, Mo Beiwei was still stunningly beautiful, her normally indifferent face now filled with excitent.
Mo Beiwei was still beautiful, still lovely!
However.
Her long hair had completely turned snowy white!
"Wuuu!"
Mo Beiwei suddenly burst into tears, throwing herself at Lin Fan and crashing into his embrace, "Wuuu! I thought... I thought you were dead! You’re not dead, you really aren’t dead!"
That day, outside the manor of White Cloud City, Mo Qingfeng’s sword struck only the ground, leaving behind a ravine.
And Lin Fan had disappeared without a trace.
Mo Beiwei believed that Lin Fan had been slashed to death by her father’s sword!
Then.
Mo Beiwei endured inhuman torture, her limbs broken, her eyes gouged out, she was driven to madness in the blink of an eye!
Mo Beiwei never dreamt that she could... see Lin Fan again!
The mont she learned of Lin Fan’s death!
Mo Beiwei’s heart died as well.
Therefore.
Upon seeing Lin Fan, Mo Beiwei, overco with emotion, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood spontaneously.
This was blood from the heart, dark purple, gushing from Mo Beiwei’s red lips, a sight that was shockingly alarming!
"What... what’s happening?" Lin Fan held Mo Beiwei in his arms, his expression changing.
"I... I practiced the Demon Skill taught by my master, which requires ruthlessness and detachnt, the colder and more rciless my heart becos, the faster my cultivation... But this technique has a limit. Once emotions arise... it can lead to demonic deviation, and in severe cases, even death..." Mo Beiwei spoke, a trail of bloody tears running from her eyes.
Clearly.
The mont she saw Lin Fan, Mo Beiwei’s emotions got the better of her.
Therefore, her mind beca extrely unstable, vomiting blood and shedding blood-stained tears.
Nangong Yan, Wei Wuyong, Zhao Yuanze, and others who saw Mo Beiwei rush into Lin Fan’s arms were all stunned!
"Lin Fan! This girl’s condition is very dangerous!" Emperor Jade transmitted his voice, sounding extrely urgent.
Emperor Jade greatly admired Mo Beiwei.
Quite admired, even sowhat fond of her.
Amongst all of Lin Fan’s female companions, it was Mo Beiwei whom Emperor Jade valued the most, even placing her ahead of Ye Yilin.
"What do I do? Can I save her?" Lin Fan held Mo Beiwei, transmitting his anxious inquiry.
At this mont, Mo Beiwei had fallen into a complete unconscious state.
Lin Fan could feel that Mo Beiwei’s mind was in utter chaos.
Damn Demon Skill!
To actually cause one to deviate upon feeling emotions!
"Use your blood! Your blood can save anyone," Emperor Jade continued to transmit.
"Alright!"
Lin Fan did not hesitate, he took out a blanket and laid it on the ground.
Then.
He carefully laid Mo Beiwei upon it.
After that, he took out Xuanyuan Sword, and fiercely cut a wound into his palm, feeding his blood to Mo Beiwei.
"This aura..."
The crowd trembled, sensing a strong life essence from Lin Fan’s blood.
Everyone took a deep look at Lin Fan!
Lin Fan fed his essence blood into Mo Beiwei’s mouth.
Finally, Mo Beiwei’s condition improved considerably, her complexion gradually returned, and she slowly regained consciousness.
"I’m alright..." Mo Beiwei opened her eyes, looking at Lin Fan with emotion, the man she longed for day and night, he was really still alive?
"Yes, you’re alright now," Lin Fan said with a nod and a smile.
Suddenly.
Mo Beiwei’s beautiful face changed dramatically, and she pushed Lin Fan away fiercely, shouting lowly, "Get out of here! Lin Fan, run! My ntor... my ntor is coming..."
"Your ntor?" Lin Fan frowned.
"Yes... my ntor..."
Mo Beiwei’s beautiful face turned pale as snow.
Ever since she beca the disciple of the calamity witch, Mo Beiwei had turned to cultivate Demon Skills, and within one year, she made remarkably rapid progress.
Now.
Upon seeing Lin Fan, Mo Beiwei’s Demon Skills instantly collapsed, completely destroyed!
If not for Lin Fan’s Emperor Blood, Mo Beiwei might have already gone insane with demonic possession.
"Where is your ntor?" Lin Fan’s complexion darkened.
"She’s already here..."
Mo Beiwei looked up at the sky in terror.
Just at that mont, at the edge of the sky, a streak of black mist flashed by with extre speed.
Then.
A black figure descended from the sky, clothed in a pitch-black gown, bewitchingly beautiful, and exquisitely stunning to an extre, even more beautiful than Nolan Qingcheng and Dantai Ao Xue that Lin Fan had ever seen...
However.
This woman’s face was cold and rciless, she said, "Beivwei, you’ve developed feelings!"
Everyone present looked at this woman in terror.
Because after she arrived, the temperature at the scene plumted.
Upon seeing the calamity witch, everybody involuntarily shivered and got goosebumps.
Because this woman revealed the terrifying aura of the Late Stage of Unification!!!
"Hiss!"
The crowd inhaled a breath of cold air.
So with lower Cultivation couldn’t withstand the pressure and knelt on the ground, bowing down in worship.
"Master, I haven’t," Mo Beiwei’s delicate body trembled violently.
"Whether you have or not, don’t I know? This person, is he the one who made you develop feelings?" the calamity witch’s gaze shifted, filled with murderous intent, "I’ll help you kill him, so you can beco completely detached! Once he’s dead, you’ll be able to cultivate the Demon Skill with undivided attention, inheriting my mantle!"
"Don’t!"
Mo Beiwei scread in agony, holding Lin Fan tightly and standing between him and the calamity witch.
"Hehe! Just as I thought, then there’s no choice—this boy must die!" the calamity witch sneered coldly.
Following that, without any rcy, she raised her hand and pressed down towards Lin Fan!
In her eyes, Lin Fan was rely a Nascent Soul Early Stage Cultivator, not worth ntioning at all.
Just as her palm was about to make contact with Lin Fan.
Lin Fan made his move!
He punched out!
The seven Dragon Bones within his body lit up simultaneously, unleashing a terrifying power!
"Bang!"
The Void was annihilated!
Lin Fan’s punch caused the Void to collapse for 0.1 second before recovering.
At the sa ti, the punch landed on the calamity witch’s palm.
"Spurt!"
Blood gushed out, and the calamity witch’s hand was shattered by Lin Fan’s punch!
"Ah!"
The calamity witch scread in pain, retreating rapidly back several steps, her eyes filled with rage and astonishnt as she glared at Lin Fan and roared, "You... you dare injure !"
"Is it you who made Beivwei cultivate these Demon Skills? I’ll not only injure you but also kill you!" Lin Fan almost gnashed his teeth as he spoke.
Then.
Lin Fan positioned Mo Beiwei behind him, wielding the Xuanyuan Sword, and fiercely slashed down at the calamity witch!
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