The beastly posture gave Hongying a strong vitality. Now only her head is still intact, and the other parts have been shattered, but she still did not die.

But if she could, she wanted to die now, so that she wouldn't have to look at Luo Yan. She slowly raised her fist, and then gave herself the final blow with the iron fist covered in gray and blue scales.

"No!"

she screamed.

The scream was interrupted as the iron fist was buried in her head.

Bang!

Under the iron fist, Hongying changed beyond recognition.

Death without a burial place!

The gray light of her life disappeared.

The lizard dragon phantom happily swallowed the animal blood in Hongying's body.

Luo Yan took out his fist from the mud, shook off the dirt on his fist, and stood up.

He looked at Ye Fei in the distance.

After a while.

Ye Fei was put down from the tree by him.

The boy's body was cold, his skin was pale, and his eyes were wide open.

"Rest in peace."
Chapter completed!