Blood at the corners of her mouth also slowly flowed down.

The combined attack of the ten ancient gods was not something she could bear at all.

She... just burned her bloodline completely to activate the meaning of returning to the ancient times, and with that wisp of Kunpeng's energy, she forcibly transformed into the shadow of Kunpeng.

Barely...can hold on for a while.

"This time... Ling'er is really leaving."

Jiao Ling, wearing a water-blue long dress, had a sweet smile on her face.

"Ling'er..."

Yan Feng, in the blue light, looked at the Jiao Ling in front of him, and pinched his hands tightly.

Yan Feng at this moment... can only watch and can do nothing!

Never...had never been so powerless!

He is the supreme honor of the three realms, and I am the supreme emperor of the three realms and six realms, but... why?!

Why can't I protect the people around me?

"I really want to be held by Brother Changfeng again."

"I really want to... go back a thousand years ago."

"I really want to... go back to that snow field."

"I really want to... I really want to."

There were tears in Jiao Ling's eyes, but there was a smile on her face.

She remembered the scenes of the past, remembered the time when she was with Baili Changfeng a thousand years ago, and remembered the first time she saw Yan Feng in this life.

I thought of it...many, many.

"Brother Changfeng."

Jiao Ling looked at Yan Feng and evolved the smile on his face to the most beautiful one.

"Ling'er wishes you a quick wedding..."

The word "Le" has not been exported yet!

Bang!

The shadow of Kunpeng burst into tears and instantly collapsed!

Jiaoling's smile was frozen at this moment.

The figure...crumbled.

Little bits of green light, ethereal between the world.

Yan Feng's pupils... suddenly shrank!

Ling'er, Ling'er... Ling'er!
Chapter completed!