A crack appeared on the intact Soul Orb, and Ahri's regained vitality was gone.

Ye Feng, who showed a hint of joy on his face, was stunned at first, and then his face sank, and his eyes were full of confusion.

Reaching out and gently touching the crack on the Dementor Orb, the nerves in Ye Feng's brain were tingling as if they had been pricked by needles. With the tingling of his nerves, he subconsciously retracted his hand, and the feeling of stinging his nerves disappeared instantly.

Just a short time after he retracted his hand, the crack on the Soul Orb spread a little more irregularly to the surroundings, and the spread of the crack also caused Ahri's life source power to dissipate faster.

Although it was not clear for the time being how to stop Ahri's hard-won vitality from dissipating, Ye Feng had a feeling in his dark that it was related to his nerve tingling just now.

Staring at the restrained Soul Orb with flickering eyes, Ye Feng took a deep breath and put his hand on the Soul Orb again.

Mentally prepared, he also felt the nerve tingling sensation just now, but this time he endured the nerve tingling and carefully observed the changes in the Dementor Orb and Ahri.

Ever since his hand was on the Dementor Orb, the crack in the Dementor Orb had not spread. But because there are still cracks, Ahri's vitality continues to dissipate.

Although it still can't stop Ahri's vitality from getting weaker and weaker, at least for now, Ye Feng has discovered that the spread of Ahri's soul orb crack is related to him.

His brain was running rapidly, and Ye Feng carefully recalled all the experiences related to Ahri in the past. A series of images of Ahri flew through his head, and he put his left hand over his forehead that was stinging, warning himself not to be stung.

After a while, Ye Feng suddenly found memories related to his nerve tingling in the messy pile of memories.

When the War College was first awakened by Ahri from his nightmare, Sivir asked Ahri if he had recovered his Dementor Orb. He vaguely remembered that Ahri replied that she hadn't taken out the Dementor Orb to heal him, and now it seemed that Ahri was lying.

And at the junction of the Flon Plains, Ahri also said that the Dementor Orb was broken in his dream. Combined with the fact that his nerves would be stinged by Ahri's newly condensed soul orb, Ye Feng had a bold guess in his heart.

Could it be that Ahri's shattered Dementor Orb is still in his body?

With this thought in his mind, Ye Feng's mood became almost irrepressibly excited. In order to confirm whether this conjecture was correct, Ye Feng immediately reached out and checked whether his body had Ahri's shattered soul orb.

After some exploration, Ye Feng's excited expression gradually became gloomy, because he had not found the broken soul orb in his body, and he could not even sense a trace of soul dementor magic.

Just as he was in trouble again, a trace of dementorship magic that he had never noticed surged from the depths of his soul. The silky dementor magic gradually solidified, forming irregular jade fragments.

His eyes stared at these jade fragments suspended in front of him in horror, Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, and his sluggish expression was replaced by ecstasy.

"These should be the fragments formed by the shattering of the Ahri Dementor Orb!"

couldn't suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and Ye Feng's joy was all written on his face. His right hand still landed on the Dementor Orb to stop the crack from expanding, but his left hand was already using the Sword of Wind to support the remnants of the Dementor Orb that Ahri had shattered earlier.

Feeling the same intimate atmosphere as Ahri, Ye Feng became worried, what should he do next to save Ahri.

At this moment, the crack on the Dementor Orb overflowed with a strong pulling force. Without waiting for Ye Feng to react, the shattered soul orb that he and Ahri had broken before was directly sucked into the new dementor orb.

Ye Feng, who was sucked into the Soul Orb, only felt his mind dizzy, and he appeared in a white world.

Regaining consciousness a little, Ye Feng began to look at this dazzlingly bright unknown space.

Looking around, he was surprised to find a large tree in this white world, and beneath the tree was sleeping the familiar Ahri.

His eyes slowly enlarged, Ye Feng hurriedly rushed to the bottom of the big tree, and with the help of the shadow of the big tree, he was able to see Ahri's charming face clearly.

"Ahri!" Whispering in Ahri's ear, Ye Feng took one of Ahri's jade hands, staring directly at Ahri's sleeping face.

As if hearing Ye Feng's call, the sleeping Ahri slowly opened his tired eyes. After opening her eyes and seeing Ye Feng's concerned face, her eyes were full of no joy, but full of gloom without hope.

"Only in this empty dream can I see you again." The words were filled with pessimism about the bleak road ahead, and Ahri blinked her dull golden eyes and sighed to herself.

Dreamland? This is Ahri's dream? Ye Feng didn't care about the tone of Ahri's words, but thought deeply.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly lit up. Under Ahri's expressionless gaze, he tried to conjure up the fragments of the Dementor Orb that lurked in his soul.

"Ahri ......"

Just as he was about to remind Ahri to try to see if he could piece together these pieces, Ahri interrupted: "Don't try to lure me back, you dream thing, I've already thought about it, it's okay to fall into the abyss of death without any pain, so that Ye Feng in the real world will have to worry about me having no soul orb after I wake up."

Hearing Ahri say that he was a dream thing, Ye Feng didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Squinting his eyes and spreading his hands, he said seriously: "Ahri, I'm really Ye Feng, now I'm here to save you, as long as you can piece together this broken soul orb, you should be able to regain your life and go back to the past!"

"Enough!"

Ahri, who didn't believe that he was the real Ye Feng, didn't have the slightest tenderness in her eyes that would only be obedient to Ye Feng when facing Ye Feng, she waved her hand in disgust, knowing that this was in a dream and she was trying to erase Ye Feng's existence.

Under the control of her will, the entire white space changed, but only Ye Feng was still squatting beside her, not being erased.

"How so?" It was the first time Ahri had encountered Ye Feng in a dream that she couldn't erase, and her gray eyes showed a look of disbelief.

Taking advantage of Ahri's turmoil, Ye Feng clenched her hands and continued: "Ahri, now you should believe that I am really Ye Feng, right?" Now you're dying, if you want to live, listen to me and piece together these pieces! ”

Ahri, who had also entered Ye Feng's dream, gradually began to believe that the person in front of her was her favorite Ye Feng, but when she heard that she was going to return to reality, her emotions couldn't be happy.

"Without the Dementor Orb, what's the use of surviving this time? I'm a demon who can't help but suck human spirits when I'm addicted, so it's better to end it like this. ”

Seeing Ahri so depressed, Ye Feng began to understand why Ahri's recovery in the outside world had dissipated again. Because she doesn't have any desire to survive at all!

Thinking of Xiao Xi's sacrifice in order to regain Ahri's life, Ye Feng's mood was quite heavy. His abandonment has killed Xiaoxi, how can he continue to let Ahri's abandonment waste Xiaoxi's sacrifice of his life in exchange for this opportunity?

The more he thought about it, the more he didn't allow Ahri to give up on himself like this, Ye Feng landed heavily on Ahri's shoulders with both hands, and said angrily: "Xiaoxi sacrificed to save you, how can you give up yourself like this!"

"So what? What's the difference between me being alive like this and being a demon? It's better to die than to live like this! Ahri seems to have given up her desire to survive, and although her body trembled slightly when she heard the news of Xiaoxi's death, she still chose to die.

Hearing that Ahri ignored Xiao Xi's sacrifice, Ye Feng became angry. His face was also twisted to hideous because of his anger, and Ahri subconsciously trembled when he saw it, and he was a little afraid to look at him.

However, Ye Feng didn't care whether Ahri was afraid to look at him, his hands straightened Ahri's cheeks that were biased elsewhere, and a pair of gloomy and terrifying eyes stared at Ahri's trembling golden eyes.

"Spell it out!"

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(End of chapter)