Ning Xuemo's heart seemed to be blocked with a hard bump, her eyes fell on Yan Ziyuan, and she couldn't help but popularize knowledge for her: "Bing Jie, a stick of incense can double people's mental power, but once the time limit expires, the spell caster will be completely ...... Disappear into this world. In other words, Ye Feng had already lost his soul half an hour ago......"

After the last sentence, she couldn't go on.

Yan Ziyuan was stunned when she heard it!

The scene of Ye Feng and the magma dragon fighting flashed in her mind. His body trembled slightly.

Ye Feng!

Ye Feng!

How can it be?

How can it be?

No, it's not! That's not true......

She suddenly screamed, "No! Wrong! You...... You must be reading it wrong! He...... How could he be gone? He had been talking to me and singing for me, and just now, when you came, he reminded me and said that I was saved...... How could it have been half an hour ago...... You must be lying to me! I don't believe it! ”

Ning Xuemo: "......" Her heart was heavier and more blocked.

Ye Feng should have died the moment the magma dragon died, but his soul kept holding on, maintaining that breath, talking to Yan Ziyuan, and persevering until the rescue came, he finally couldn't support it anymore......

He...... How strong is his obsession?

Zi Kite, how fortunate you are to get Ye Feng's love!

How unfortunate it is, mistaking fish eyes for pearls, and hurting Ye Feng, who has loved you for two lives, for Gu Ziyan......

Although there is not much truth to talk about love, although Ning Xuemo knew that Yan Ziyuan was affected by the twin spells, she still panicked for Ye Feng!

couldn't help but sneer: "Because he doesn't worry about you, he's afraid that you'll be alone, I'm afraid you'll be scared ......"

Yan Ziyuan's face turned pale, and her heart seemed to be densely pierced by a row of steel needles, and her heart was tightly contracted, as if she was spasming in pain.

For the first time in her life, her heart hurt so much!

That day, when she heard that Gu Ziyan was dying in the wedding hall, she didn't hurt so much......

She sat there slumped, her pretty face full of pain and confusion: "How could it be ......?"

Her gaze fell on Ye Feng's body, the three ice flame flowers bloomed bewitching in the pool of merman's blood, nourished by blood, not only did they not wither, but bloomed more crystal clear.

Yan Ziyuan seemed to have finally remembered something, her eyes shook, she slowly reached out to pick up the flower, and looked at it carefully, her hands trembled so much that she almost couldn't hold it, and her fingertips were so hard that they turned pale.

My heart hurts! Her heart hurts!

It hurts like a knife that has been tempered in the fire, cutting inch by inch.

If he hadn't come to find something, Ye Feng wouldn't have died......

If Ye Feng hadn't grabbed this flower when the mire appeared, he wouldn't have died......

This flower is the culprit!

She's going to ruin it!

With the force of her fingers, she wanted to crush the Flower of Ice Flame!

Ning Xuemo's hand was sick, a little on her wrist, Yan Ziyuan's wrist was numb, and she was already slow to react now, so Ning Xuemo easily snatched the flower from her hand.

"This flower can't be destroyed!" Ning Xuemo spit out a few words.

This flower was bought by Ye Feng with his life, and it has not yet played its due function.

Yan Ziyuan sat on the ground, as if she had finally reacted, and muttered, "Yes, this flower can't be destroyed...... Ziyan ...... And rely on it to save lives...... Now that I have the money, I should be happy, I should be happy......"

She seemed to be desperately hypnotizing herself: "I should be happy......"