"Wronged ......" Wei Feng sighed softly, as a god king, how could he not see that Ling Luocheng was already strong on the outside, and the vitality in his body seemed to be continuously consumed, in his opinion, the reason why Ling Luocheng led so many worshippers to come here to receive baptism was to strengthen the team of the Dark Temple, on the other hand, Ling Luocheng's vitality was about to run out, and he had to accept a new baptism to replenish it.

That's what he looked sick and pale.

Wei Feng didn't say much and turned to leave. Wei Yang raised his eyebrows and said softly, "Follow it, you have a wish." ”

The three of them drifted towards the inconspicuous storefront across the small square. After a slight trembling willow tree, it fluttered in through the window of Jialan's room.

The small room suddenly seemed crowded, and the peerless face on the bed that was still sleeping soundly was so harmless and innocent that people couldn't bear to blaspheme at all, and the face was filled with a smile from the heart.

Wei Yang left with interest, Wei Feng's figure flashed, and he sat down on the chaise longue at the end of the bed, staring at the pure woman on the bed with white eyes.

Ling Luocheng did not shy away from his love for Jialan, his eyes stared directly at the person on the bed, and his hand gently held her hand, feeling her warmth.

"Rest assured, she can't hear anything. Wei Feng whispered, "No one can break the barrier I have laid out. ”

"I don't know what Lu Dao is for, I've been with her for more than ten years, but it seems that overnight, she has changed. I don't know me anymore, I become independent and cold, and the little girl I used to know who was submissive and only cried in front of the master, completely like two people. Ling Luocheng's words, although he said this to this Jialan, but he asked Wei Feng, he knew the Dao, he was a god, so he naturally knew everything.

"It's a long story, but Lan'er is not the same person as Jialan, who you already knew, and her maverick is because she comes from other worlds. Wei Feng said coldly.

Ling Luocheng's body trembled: "I thought that she would make her mind mutate because she suffered in the Jia family!

"It's dead. Wei Feng said, "That Jialan has died in the snubbing of the Jiajia family, maybe she was bullied to death, maybe she was exhausted by the snubbing of others, in short, her soul has disappeared in this world." ”

"Is the soul scattered...... Ling Luocheng felt a pain in his heart, it turned out that he was just a big oolong, he had always thought that the most beloved woman was just a stranger with her skin on her back, and the softest shadow in his heart was probably already scattered and disappeared into nowhere.

"Not really, maybe you'll be back to see her soon. Wei Feng smiled coldly, although he had heard of this big offering for a long time, but it was more because he knew that he was abusive, and now it seems that he is also a person with deep affection.

"Can you already see that I'm dying?"

"What is the most difficult task that the Dark Temple has given you?" Wei Feng asked, "I think it must be a very difficult task, and it is likely to be a mission to fight to the death, right?"

"Well, yes. Ling Luocheng sat on the edge of the bed dejectedly, still holding Jialan's hand, "Anyway, I don't plan to finish it, I don't plan to become a puppet and a chess piece, it doesn't hurt to tell you, he asked me to assassinate the Emperor of the Northern Kingdom, the Bear King Songtao." ”

"Sure enough, is it because the recent activities of the Shengming Hall have been too frequent?" Wei Feng frowned slightly, after all, the head of the Shengming Hall was his beloved woman, and he didn't want any accidents to happen.

"Well, he has sensed the recent turmoil in the Shengming Temple, and it seems that something has changed in the leaders of the top ranks, so he asked me to go and investigate, and if necessary, kill their leaders. Ling Luocheng said.

"If you can't do this, how will he treat you?"

"Surely death. Ling Luocheng smiled calmly and bitterly, "The last time my plan in the East China Sea Country was destroyed by Lan Er, I was already suspected, but relying on my baptized physique, he still asked me to complete this task, for a strong person like King Xiong, I must fight to the death." ”

Wei Feng smiled slightly: "Do you know who the hall master of this Shengming Hall is?"

"Isn't it the Bear King Songtao?" Ling Luocheng shook his tiger body.

"Naturally not, I assert that you can't complete this task because you will never do this person. Wei Feng smiled, "Shengming Palace, that's Lan'er's property." ”

Ling Luocheng was surprised again: "How could it be!" the history of the Shengming Hall is so long, but Lan Er is only twenty years old......

"Otherwise, how can you explain that her strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and now she is no less than you. Wei Feng was still smiling, and his kind smile cleansed Ling Luocheng's heart.

Ling Luocheng sat down on the bed in a dejected manner, all hope had been dashed. Although this Lan'er is not Bi Lan'er, this face and this voice are something he can't do in a short time, so now his way out is very obvious, either kill Jialan, or be hunted down to death by the Dark Temple!

But he didn't hesitate for half a minute, and resolutely shook his head: "I won't do anything to Lan'er." ”

"I know. Wei Feng remained silent, but his tone was much lower, "And then, are you willing to be hunted down?"

"What do you want me to do?" Ling Luocheng said, "I won't do anything to Lan'er, so naturally I want to go back and lead the death." ”

"Wouldn't it be a waste to be given death like this?" Wei Feng smiled indifferently.

"Would you like to?" Ling Luocheng smiled bitterly, "I'd be very willing, but would you like to have my imprint in Lan'er's soul forever?"

Wei Feng spread his hands and looked indifferent: "As long as the brand I brand is deeper than yours, it's fine." ”

"For me, that's the perfect way out. Ling Luocheng didn't say much, a dagger appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the cold light splashed towards Jialan's eyebrows.

Because of the enchantment released by Wei Feng, Jia Lan had no ability to resist, and still slept peacefully.

Wei Feng surprisingly didn't move, still staring at the two of them indifferently, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if the tip of the dagger was not aimed at his own woman, which looked extremely weird.

The tip of the dagger touched the center of Jialan's eyebrows, carving a very small pattern, but no blood flowed out at all, and at first glance it looked like a pattern was drawn with a pen.

When Jialan's forehead was still oozing a faint light, Ling Luocheng decisively cut a bright red cut on his wrist, and blood gushed out, flowing down his slender fingertips into Jialan's eyebrows.