The feeling of powerlessness that seemed to be drowned by the ocean filled Yorick's body, and he regretted a little that he didn't directly let the moonlight pillar penetrate Ye Feng's body.

And at the same time that Ye Feng looked at Yorick, Ye Feng's figure gradually blurred. Unconsciously, Ye Feng cast a slash to break through the air, and his agile and swift figure flashed directly in front of Yorick.

In an instant, Yorick's pressure doubled. Even if he knew that Ye Feng's strength had increased greatly, Yorick would not choose to sit idly by. He grabbed Ye Feng's arms with both hands, and dark magical energy emanated from his body, condensing into a black mist that surrounded the two of them.

Ye Feng curled the corners of his mouth contemptuously, and his right hand used the magic power of the moon to condense a moon sword blade, and then stabbed at Yorick's left chest.

In desperation, Yorick cleared the black fog and turned over and took a few steps backwards. Silently chanting the spell to summon the ghoul in his heart, he wanted the ghoul to drag Ye Feng's footsteps and escape.

However, Ye Feng seemed to have insight into Yorick's thoughts. Armed with the Moonlight Sword, he performed the Dance of Broken Wings three times in a row, slashing Yorik with a single blow before he could finish the incantation.

Yorick gritted his teeth, grabbed Ye Feng's Moon Light Sword with both hands, and began to prepare the ghoul's spell again.

But Yorick miserated, and the back of the sword he held passed through his hands and slashed firmly at his left arm.

"Zila"! Yorick's rotten arm was slashed by the leaf wind, and some of the rotten flesh that was already loose and about to collapse was splashed everywhere, and the stench of rotten flesh began to disperse.

Ye Feng drew his sword and slashed it down with another blow, this time at Yorick's head.

If this blow hits, Yorick will surely die. Horrified, Yorick ducked sideways, covering the wound on his left arm with his right hand, and was very embarrassed.

The lightsaber that the moon's magic turned into also contained divine energy, and Yorick only felt that the magic was eroding his body.

Seeing that Yorick dodged this blow, Ye Feng's face was a little unhappy. He dodged into Yorick's back again with great speed, and stabbed Yorick in the left chest with a sword.

Yorick turned his head in disbelief, his eyes wide in rage, his muggling mouth overflowing with disgusting liquid and rotten flesh. He hated it so much, hated that he didn't kill Ye Feng in the first place, and gave Ye Feng a chance to breathe!

Ye Feng's moonlit pupils looked indifferently at Yorick's tragic state. A sword was drawn, and another kick was struck, knocking the badly wounded Yorick to the ground. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly walked towards Yorick, who was lying and dying in the snow, obviously not intending to let Yorick go easily.

Not far away, Orianna didn't know what was going on, but she saw Ye Feng, who was crawling on the ground before, reverse the situation.

Her eyes were full of deep shock, and then she realized that it was Ye Feng who had won.

Orianna also realized that the body's self-healing function had repaired most of her injuries, and although she couldn't use magic, she was at least able to walk.

Surprised, Oriana hurriedly ran to Ye Feng and shouted with a smile: "Ye Feng!"

Hearing someone shouting to himself, Ye Feng turned his head suspiciously, and the moonlight pupils glanced at Oriana indifferently, and then walked towards Yorick again.

At the moment when she was swept by Ye Feng's gaze, Oriana's body couldn't help but tremble. The indifferent, cold, and unfamiliar gaze made her feel that it was not what Ye Feng she knew should have. How could Ye Feng show such a look at her? Well, it must be an illusion!

Oriana clenched her little hands and trotted towards Ye Feng. But the next scene stopped Oriana.

Ye Feng held the Moon Light Sword in his hand, squatted down, raised his right hand slightly, and then stabbed down on Yorick's body.

Compared to the disgusting liquid and rotten flesh that splashed all over the place before, this time it was even better. Oriana's face was stunned, her eyes were glazed, and she couldn't come to her senses.

While Oriana was stunned, a crazy and sick look appeared on Ye Feng's face. He held the Moonlight Sword and plunged into Yorick's body and pulled it out.

Piercing ...... Pull...... Piercing ...... Pull...... Piercing ...... Pull......

Ye Feng enjoyed the process excitedly, completely ignoring Yorick's demonic anger and screams of pain.

Even though his body and face were splashed with Yorick's rotten flesh and green turbid liquid, Ye Feng still enjoyed the pleasure of sadism.

Seeing this somewhat unreal scene, Orianna was terrified like never before. Ye Feng's actions inadvertently brought back memories of her murder under her father's orders, and the heavy guilt weighed down on her.

Why do you feel this uncomfortable feeling? Guilt, fear...... Why do I feel this way? Orianna covered her ears, a sharp pain filling her brain.

She gasped and looked at Ye Feng. Should she be the same as Ye Feng now? Be a man with blood on his hands and a penchant for killing?

Impulsive...... Impulsive...... Impulsive...... Pounding ...... Pounding ...... Pounding pounding pounding......

A cold sweat broke out on Oriana's forehead, and her teeth chattered.

With her shaky head down, she looked fearfully at her left chest, where something seemed to be pounding against her body.

No...... No...... No! How can I be a person who loves to kill? I just want to work hard to be a human being so that someone will identify with me. Orianna gradually calmed down, and she looked at Ye Feng in a bit of confusion.

"Whew...... Call...... Call! Orianna looked at Ye Feng, who was still frantically stabbing Yorick's body with her sword, and she was a little distressed.

Although she didn't know what was wrong with Ye Feng, Oriana knew that Ye Feng needed her at this time. If she hadn't helped him, there would have been no one to help him now.

Orianna opened her mouth, but didn't know how to speak. What should she say so that Ye Feng will listen to her? She walked around to Ye Feng with some palpitations, and although she couldn't bear to look directly at Yorick's tragic situation, she still frowned at Ye Feng who fell into madness.

"Ye Feng?" Oriana hesitated, but asked tentatively, "Are you alright?" ”

Ye Feng turned a deaf ear and was still stabbing Yorick.

Orianna was a little troubled, and Ye Feng didn't listen to her at all. Looking at Ye Feng's face full of rotten flesh and dregs, Oriana felt like she was dripping blood.

She pursed her lips, walked to Ye Feng's side, and wiped the rotten flesh on her face with her hand.

Ye Feng frowned, temporarily stopped what he was doing, and tilted his head to look at Oriana blankly.

Seeing that Ye Feng stopped the movements in his hand, Oriana was overjoyed at first. However, when she saw Ye Feng's blank gaze, her heart tightened again.

After wiping Ye Feng clean, Oriana washed her hands with the snow in the snow before looking at Ye Feng again.

Ye Feng was unconscious at this time, his body was still under the control of the violent moon magic. He stared at Oriana's face for a long time, not recognizing who it was.

The furious moon magic in his body once again drove Ye Feng's body, and the killing consciousness filled his brain. Ye Feng hugged his head in pain, he urgently needed an outlet to vent the excess furious energy in his body.

Ye Feng raised his head suddenly, staring at Oriana with a terrifying look in his eyes.

Orianna shuddered, a little fear in her eyes. She was a little worried that Ye Feng would be in chaos again, and she might even have to kill her.

Ye Feng shook his right hand, and a Moon Light Sword was condensed in his hand. He raised his hand, ready to strike at Oriana.

Orianna took a deep breath, she couldn't be afraid, and she shouldn't be afraid of Ye Feng! If it weren't for Ye Feng, she would still be in a daze at the moment. It was Ye Feng who taught her to know how to hope.

Then now, she should also become Ye Feng's pillar and Ye Feng's hope.

Oriana kept encouraging herself, her eyes staring straight into Ye Feng's eyes, without the slightest retreat.

Seeing the sword in Ye Feng's hand getting closer and closer to her body, Orianna suddenly smiled.

Yes, she smiled. Not a mockery, but a smile, a sincere smile.

Oriana's eyes welled up with tears in her eyes, and her clear and moving eyes had never sparkled so brightly. The charming curvature of the corners of her mouth, her elongated eyes, her trembling eyelashes......

The two lines of clear tears could no longer be suppressed, and finally flowed down the two streams. Even so, she smiled hopefully.

"Since you want to stab me so much, then stab me...... I'm just a robot and I don't have a heart...... Let me calm your furious heart......"

Oriana grabbed Ye Feng's right hand and stabbed her left chest. She smiled and looked at her left chest, where there was no blood coming out like a human, and she was still a robot.

It's just that for some reason, she could feel the pain of being pierced. Oriana's eyes were soft and endured the sharp pain, and she slowly hugged Ye Feng's body, allowing the lightsaber to pierce her body.

However, she did not appear, and the moment her left chest was pierced, her body gradually became soft.

It was as warm as a human body, and the throbbing heat flowed from her left chest into Ye Feng's body.

The heat flow gradually flowed through Ye Feng's whole body. The heat stream chased the raging moon magic, and the two fused together, turning into the gentle moon magic again.

The Moon Demon Pattern on Ye Feng's face and body also gradually disappeared and returned to normal.

When Ye Feng's consciousness awoke from his stupor, he was stunned to see Oriana fall into his arms.

To make him even more stunned, Oriana's left chest was spilling blood.

It was as if a hot, beating heart was failing......

(End of chapter)

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