Ling Xingyue opened the palm print of the blue and purple flames, and rushed over with a low bow, screaming in a hoarse voice.

"I'm going to burn you!"

But again, Ling Xingyue didn't touch the phantom at all.

"Ling Xingyue, don't waste your efforts! Do you think you can hit me? Don't forget, I'm a dead man now! How can you kill me again! ”

The phantom Shi Ran retreated to the side of Lan Keman's body, as if he was leaning down to get close to Lan Keman's body.

Ling Xingyue was completely furious, the black hair hunted and flew away, the blue and purple flames around her body were concentrated in her forehead, she stretched out the two fingers of her right hand, and gathered the ontological spirit yuan anger from her forehead, and ran straight towards the phantom.

The phantom flashed, almost burning Lan Keman, Ling Xingyue retracted it, hit himself directly, and opened his mouth, "Wow!" A mouthful of hot blood!

Ling Xingyue gathered the spirit flames again, this time the scorching was more intense, the flames were more violent, a leap jumped onto the cave wall, both palms locked the phantom in it, the blue-purple flames rose out, and the phantom was incinerated in it, and there was no escape.

"Enough, enough! Stop it! I threw in the towel! ”

The phantom couldn't help but scream.

Ling Xingyue turned a deaf ear, her vertical pupils were blood-red, her fangs were shining, and the flames on her forehead were fierce, daring to insult my man'er, and she was furious and only wanted him to die!

"You reckless! Stop! That woman, she didn't die! ”

"You burn it again! She's really going to die! ”

As soon as he heard this, Ling Xingyue's flames immediately retracted, his throat tightened, and he said in a trembling voice:

"What did you say?"

After speaking, his head was clouded, his eyes were blurred, he could no longer stand, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to one knee on the ground.

The phantom screamed anxiously, and slashed in through the blur.

"Ling Xingyue! You're sober! Stop it! What kind of demon flame are you, it hurts Lao Tzu to death! ”

The phantom tried to pounce and grab the flaming hand, but it passed through the body and grabbed it.

The phantom shook his head sadly, then squatted in front of Ling Xingyue and said with a sigh of relief:

"Didn't you even find out, Lan Keman, that she wasn't dead at all? She just fainted because she was cold and had absorbed all the spiritual power of her body. ”

Ling Xingyue blinked vigorously, rubbed the corners of her forehead, and saw clearly that the phantom in front of her was pointing at her drooping finger and said:

"Take away your flame, it hurts!"

Only then did Ling Xingyue find that at his fingertips, the blue-purple magic flame was hunting again, and it was scorching in an instant.

"You repeat, Man'er is not dead?!"

Ling Xingyue raised her head and asked as if she was ignorant, her voice trembling because of the news, and she didn't seem to have come to her senses yet.

"I say! The woman! The one you held in your arms just now, she didn't die at all! I don't believe you listen to it on her chest, there is still a heartbeat, but it's just very slow and weak! ”

The phantom rolled his eyes a little playfully, with this "Isn't he a fool" expression.

After Ling Xingyue heard this, her heart beat violently, and the flame on her fingertips was instantly extinguished, and the flame demon pattern on her forehead gradually faded, leaving only a shallow shadow.

Ling Xingyue endured a violent heartbeat, her throat tightened, leaned down, crawled on Lan Keman's chest, listened carefully and listened carefully, and then sat up suddenly:

"She's alive! She still has a heartbeat! Ha ha! She's not dead! Man'er, she's still alive! ”

Ling Xingyue was crying and laughing, very unorthodox.

"Are you being taken by her, alas!"

The phantom pulled the placket of his shirt, changed his posture and sat down again, and then said slowly:

"You're so unnoticed, you're out of control, it's all because you care too much, people! Once you care, you're done! ”

"No, look, you are such a character, you can completely mess up your mind because of her, and you almost destroyed your spirit yuan and fell into the devil's path! Alas"

Speaking of this, the phantom stretched out his equally good-looking finger and stroked his forehead, and said self-deprecatingly:

"What right do I have to say you, I'm not the same! Alas! ”

Ling Xingyue thought again, although Lan Keman's breath was still alive, but if he couldn't get out of this sealed jade cave, it would not be useless in the end, as soon as he thought of this, Ling Xingyue's eyes suddenly appeared.

A series of ecstasy, sadness, madness, and frenzy came down one after another, but Ling Xingyue still supported herself and did not show the slightest.

His vines have not gone out yet, and he must not fall down in any case.

But his temperament was already a little uncontrollable, and the flame pattern had not completely disappeared, and it seemed that it was still trying to control his soul at any time.

"How did you get in? This cave is sealed by the Snow Maiden, and it stands to reason that you can't get in and out of it under any circumstances. ”

Ling Xingyue looked up and asked suddenly.

The phantom laughed and said slowly:

"You finally think of this layer, to be exact, I can get in freely, and it's not so easy to get out!"

"But I can still save her—Lan Keman is out, but I have one condition!"

Ling Xingyue knew that Lan Keman was not dead, and that the phantom of the prince's body could still save her, her heart suddenly relaxed a lot, the flame demon pattern was all gone, and the forehead returned to normal, only the slight wound was still faintly overflowing with crystal blood beads.

"Say."

Ling Xingyue regained her usual composure, as long as she didn't face Lan Keman, as long as Lan Keman was not in danger, Ling Xingyue always looked indifferent, it seemed that everything would not disturb my heart, nor would it enter my heart.

Seeing Ling Xingyue's calm appearance so quickly, the phantom had a look of admiration, and said slowly:

"I want you to take your own body spirit yuan and infuse it into my body, so that I may be able to return to my body and become myself again, and I will also be my prince and my Ling Xingyue."

"Then I promise, I can get that woman out, it's yours."

"I can still make sure that she wakes up healthy and healthy, and her body is unharmed, can you do it!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Ling Xingyue immediately replied:

"Good!"

The phantom was taken aback, and coughed in his dress:

"Do you know that if you do this, not only will your spiritual power be dissipated, but since you have no carrier to carry immediately, your three souls and seven spirits will all dissipate, and you may even be unable to repair them!"

Ling Xingyue just glanced at Lan Keman affectionately:

"Yes."

The apparition moved, as if to sit more comfortably, and asked:

"Are you really willing to die for her? No, it's not just going to die, it's going to be gone, and you're never going to be reborn! ”

Ling Xingyue:

"Hmm."

The phantom pondered for a long time, and suddenly said:

"You're not afraid that I will deceive you Lingyuan, and I won't save your vine after grabbing it."