"It's... What is it..."

Ling Feng held two cold metal stick-like objects, rubbing them up and down. Then he leaned his face closer, trying to figure out what he was holding in his hand.

It's a pity that the surroundings are too dark and too dark, and he really can't see clearly. Just as he was about to give up and turn around and explore other places. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, and his right hand released and clenched into a claw. Then he exhaled softly, and the spiritual power in his body was injected from the meridians into his palm. I secretly blamed myself for why I couldn't remember. He can use his spiritual power to light up the flames!

"Poof!" A cluster of flames emitting a faint black light suddenly appeared in Ling Feng's palm.

Looking at the faint black flame in his hand, Ling Feng was stunned. Shouldn't his flame be blazing orange? Alternatively, you can use blood-colored flames in the Burning Spirit state. What's going on with this Black Flame? And instead of bringing Ling Feng a little warmth, this flame made him feel a chill. And this coolness is not the coolness brought about by the temperature drop, but a kind of coolness that directly acts on the spirit.

When Ling Feng pondered the black flame in his hand, because the light emitted by this strange black flame was not strong, and it could even be said to be extremely weak, Ling Feng did not realize that there was a trace of something wrong on his body the moment the flame rose.

When he saw his right hand carrying the black flames through the faint light, Ling Feng suddenly frowned. As if he wasn't sure enough, Ling Feng slowly approached the flame in his hand on the premise of ensuring safety. With great effort, he focused his gaze on the black flames, and finally saw his palm. After fusing the gauntlet, Ling Feng's right hand would turn into a black arm covered with barbed scales when he urged the power of the gauntlet. But at this moment, he realized that his right hand was very different from the arm covered with barbed scales in his memory.

At this moment, the scale barbs on his palm were gone, replaced by a flat layer of black skin, and there were still several red blood streaks on the skin of his palm.

"It's... What's going on? Well? Hiss..."

Ling Feng, who had a turbulent wave in his heart, wiped his eyes with his other hand in disbelief, and when he wiped his hand against his face that should have been smooth, his hand was suddenly poked by some kind of barb that reached out out of nowhere. He subconsciously touched the barb slowly with his hand. Following the barbs to its source, he was poked by the barbs again.

Ling Feng cautiously continued to rub the barbs in the dark, using both hands together, and due to the frequent stabbing wounds, he groped very slowly, when he would touch a sufficient number of barbs. He closed his eyes carefully, simulating in his mind where the barb would appear. It was only a moment later that he opened his eyes breathlessly, as he came to the unbelievable conclusion that the so-called barbs seemed to be scattered all around his skull.

"What the hell are these barbs all about?"

The frightened Ling Feng wiped his face from his chin to his forehead, trying to cheer up, but when his hand touched his forehead. The palm of the hand that should have lifted the bangs and left, touched a series of extremely hard substances.

Ling Feng subconsciously touched the position of the original hairline of his forehead with the palm of his hand. After touching the circle, Ling Feng took a deep breath and the speed of his heartbeat suddenly increased. Combined with the results of the previous simulation in his mind, he suddenly came to a conclusion that was difficult for him to accept: "This circle of barbs is my hair?" ”

"What the hell is going on!"

Emotional, Ling Feng punched the metal pillar in front of him, he really couldn't understand what was going on, how he had become like this.

Trying to calm down, the undying Ling Feng summoned a black flame again, and the faint light shone on the metal pillar followed by the paint attached to the metal pillar, and Ling Feng saw his appearance.

In the "mirror", Ling Feng couldn't see the color of his skin clearly, but he could see his long hair hanging down behind his back. With a violent twitch in his heart, Ling Feng ripped off a large piece of his clothes. Then set it on fire with Black Flame. The firelight suddenly illuminated the range around Ling Feng.

By the light of the fire, he could finally see his surroundings, and he was in a narrow cage made of metal rods. On the metal rod that could barely be used as a mirror, he finally saw what he was now.

He originally had short hair and oblique bangs, but he had long silver hair that hung down like barbs on the back of his head. The bare skin was pure black, and streaks of blood flowed all over it. He touched his face in disbelief, and the face that had been somewhat rounded appeared with a pointed chin and a straight nose. The face, which was not outstanding, became angular. However, what was most difficult for him to accept was that there were a pair of indifferent jet-black eyes on this face that had changed dramatically.

Look at the black eyes reflected in the metal rod. Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, because of such a pair of eyes, he had also seen it on the Nine-Tailed Zero Fox. Thinking of the Nine-Tailed Zero Fox, Ling Feng couldn't help but think of the battle in which he forcibly used a spell...

"Could it be that..."Ling Feng's heart subconsciously appeared that terrible conclusion.

"Could it be that you have been completely devoured by the gauntlets? But Mr. Gu didn't say that he would become a monster that lost consciousness after being devoured by the gauntlet, so what is my situation now? ”

"And who locked me up here? Could it be Xiaoxiao? Yes... It hurts..."

Thinking of this, Ling Feng's head suddenly became painful, he hugged his head and squatted in the metal cage, the severe pain made beads of sweat dripping from his aching forehead continuously, and just when he was about to lose consciousness in pain, the magic patterns all over his body suddenly became bloody. Then he felt his headache subside suddenly, and then a stream of memories flooded into his mind like a flood bursting a bank, and a flood of memories flooded in an instant, making him a little dizzy. After a few moments of intense breathing, he began to look through the memories that popped up in his mind.

At this glance, Ling Feng's eyes immediately widened, and he sat down on the ground with the metal rod that formed the cage.

This extra memory is what happened after his gauntlet devoured it. In this memory, he turned into this monster, and the blazing flames burned around him, turning Lin Hong's manor into ruins. All the elite bodyguards were killed by him, and Lin Hong mobilized a large number of bodyguards, and even alarmed the army and sent a large group of people to encircle and suppress them. But they were all killed by him who turned into a monster!

In the ruins of the burning flames, the people who were not completely dead were groaning in pain. As he punched Lin Hong to death, Lin Yuyao was full of tears, stretched out her arms and stopped in front of her. While crying, he looked at him affectionately and said, "Feng, are you waking up soon?" Didn't you promise to protect me for the rest of my life? Wake up! Please! ”

But as if he hadn't heard anything, he punched Lin Yuyao, who was staring at him deeply, mercilessly flew away, and then trampled the dying Lin Hong into pulp with a cruel kick.

Like a demon returning from hell, he reaps mercilessly the lives that have not completely died and groaned in pain in the ruins of burning flames.

Then Xiaoxiao and Mr. Gu, who got the news, also rushed over, and Mr. Gu gave Xiaoxiao a large amount of the potion he developed, and Xiaoxiao resolutely used the spell to disguise Bai Xue. I fought with myself who had become a monster. With the appearance of the side effects of the potion, Xiaoxiao was soon seriously injured by herself. In the process of rescuing Xiaoxiao, Mr. Gu was ruthlessly torn apart by himself, and then burned alive with black flames to white bones.

When she was about to take away Xiaoxiao's life, the haggard Xiaoya appeared, and the tears in the corners of her eyes showed that she had just cried. Looking at herself who had become like this, Xiaoya didn't say anything, just walked over calmly.

But he controlled the flames to make Xiao Ya's whole body burn, and Xiao Ya, who should have been in great pain, did not have a trace of pain, and did not even make a sound at all. She just walked over calmly, and then she spread out her arms and gently stopped herself, revealing two satisfied dimples on her pale face...... Then Black Flame devoured Xiao Ya completely......

"It's fake! Fake! It's all fake! ”

"Xiaoya! Lesser! ”

Ling Feng, who was sitting paralyzed, tears welled up from his dark eyes, he didn't believe what was happening in his mind, and then he called out to his sister loudly, but he didn't get any response.

"Fake! It must all be fake! ”

Ling Feng roared hysterically, and suddenly he found that the outer part of the cage, which had been pitch black, suddenly became bright.

Driven into a frenzy, he looked around.

The perimeter of the cage was littered with horrific corpses that he looked at with familiarity. After thinking for a moment, Ling Feng clenched his fists and slammed them on the ground, roaring loudly.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

These corpses can all be found in his previous memories! His gaze searched back and forth among the corpses. Finally, he saw Lin Yuyao, who died tragically, Mr. Gu, who was beaten by him and lost his limbs, Xiaoxiao, and Ling Ya, who was engulfed in black flames!

"Why! Why is this happening! ”

Ling Feng was like a desperate wolf, howling loudly!

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In the ward, Ling Ya was struggling to lie on the side of the bed, her lovely face was dripping a lot of cold sweat because of the pain. From the moment she felt her brother tremble before, Ling Feng grabbed her palm tightly, and the force became stronger and stronger. My brother's tremors also became more and more severe, and even just now, my brother began to yell in a coma.

Her little hand, which was already weaker than ordinary people because of a headache, was blue when she was pinched by her brother, and she let her brother pinch it as if she didn't feel it. She bit her lip and looked at her brother worriedly. Even though it hurt a lot, she didn't pull it out, no matter how much it hurt in her hand, could it compare to her heartache of watching her brother have nightmares? Besides, she was very happy to be able to bear the pain with her brother.

"Why is this happening?"

With a hoarse roar, Ling Feng, who was lying down, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.