Who knows—

Ling Luoyu suddenly whispered: "Actually, if there is a little harm, it wouldn't be a good thing... it's not a good thing?"

She seemed to be talking to herself, and she seemed to be afraid that the sound would be too loud, which shocked the spirit of the artifact opposite her.

Feng Chenglin couldn't help but frown: "San Young Master, what do you mean? Are you asking me... to hurt him little by little, or let him... hurt me a little by little?"

To be honest, he really doesn't understand where the good thing came from when the injury is hurt!?

He didn't see any benefit at all.

Ling Luoyu suddenly felt like he was whispering in his ear: "Fatty, find a chance to hurt me..."

"Um??"

Feng Chenglin thought he had heard it wrong, so he widened his eyes curiously, turned his head and looked at her.

"San Master, are you real or not?"

"What do you think?"

"……All right……"

Feng Chenglin saw affirmation in Ling Luoyu's eyes. He knew that she was not joking, so he nodded and agreed.

But that's it, if he really did it, he wouldn't dare to let go of his hands boldly.

If you are injured, you won’t die, but if Ling Luoyu is injured, it will be a real injury.

So, he had to stare at the guy opposite at all times.

As for the spirit of the artifact, now all the targets are Ling Luoyu.

Because the few people he just absorbed were not enough to make up for the energy he consumed.

The huge power contained in Ling Luoyu made him feel itchy.

He knew very well that as long as he absorbed Ling Luoyu's power and absorbed it for himself.

Then, Feng Chenglin's injury should not be a big deal for him.

So under Feng Chenglin's provocation, he built a plank road openly and secretly went to Chen Cang.

Although on the surface, the attack moves of the weapon spirit were aimed at Feng Chenglin.

But he seized the opportunity and passed him with one killing move and rushed towards Ling Luoyu who was hiding behind him.

Little did he know that the opportunity he was aiming at was the flaw that Feng Chenglin deliberately sold.

Because both of them hope that Ling Luoyu would be hurt a little bit.

Just as a cold light was about to fall, Ling Luoyu jumped up and retreated.

Feng Chenglin seemed to have no idea that Ling Luoyu had been attacked and was still fighting with the spirit of the weapon with all his might.

Who knows...

"call"

The soul blade slashes at the weapon spirit.

This time the spirit of the weapon did not hide.

He forced himself to face the killing move of the Soul Blade with his body.

Feng Chenglin's pupils suddenly shrank, and his brows couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

“…This guy…”

Are you seeking death?

This is not his style!!

There must be tricks!!

But now, he has no choice!

He killed without hesitation at all when he saved the person.

As expected, the soul blade passed through the body of the weapon spirit as if it was slashed in the air.

At this moment, clues were also discovered in the spiritual realm and subconsciously roared.

"Phantom, this is his phantom, behind...behind you..."

Without him reminding, Feng Chenglin also saw something wrong at the end of his eyes.

The figure of the weapon spirit gradually faded in front of him and disappeared bit by bit.

But behind him, the body that disappeared with the spirit of the instrument became clearer and more obvious.

Before Feng Chenglin could turn around, the cold light in the hand of the weapon spirit suddenly arose.

However, it was not a sneak attack from Feng Chenglin from behind, but a ghost chasing Ling Luoyu who was unprepared.
Chapter completed!