When the lightsaber pierced into Ling's body for five minutes, it quickly sucked up eighty percent of the remaining energy encoded by her and the space-time monster, and finally they were both only dying, and Zhang Mingjing quickly withdrew from the lightsaber.

However, at this time, Ling has been half hacked by the space-time monster code, and the virus is still spreading, just because the space-time monster code is quite weak at this time, so the process is slow.

Zhang Mingjing slowly fell to the ground holding Ling, who was almost in shock.

"We have to separate them first, and then inject Ling with energy and restore her memory." The five-dimensional spatial thinking model says.

"Can you separate them?" Zhang Mingjing asked.

"When......

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