"What else do you want to say to her? I can convey that. Wei Feng casually watched all this in front of him, his long white hair sliding down his shoulders, looking detached.

"It's nothing, you're by her side, naturally better than me. Ling Luocheng's eyes were no longer lost, the blood on his wrist gradually turned dark red, and his face became even paler.

At the same time, Jialan's body has undergone earth-shaking changes, although she still maintains a sleeping position, her skin has been faintly red, and her blood vessels have become more and more obvious, especially the color in the blood vessels, originally the human blood vessels should be purple red or bright red, but now in the blood vessels of Jia Lan, it is so pure blue.

The blue blood vessels were all over her body, making Jialan look a little terrifying now, but the energy fluctuations around her were obvious. The furniture next to it had faintly cracked, completely impacted by the shards of energy.

"You ......" Even Wei Feng didn't realize that such a big energy fluctuation. Originally, Wei Feng wanted Ling Luocheng to pass on his magic to Jialan when he was dying, but he didn't expect that what Ling Luocheng released was not a magic inheritance, but a sacrifice!

The inheritance of magic is to pass on the magic in one's body to another person through the circulation of blood, which will not only make the opponent's strength soar, and even greatly improve the level in a short period of time, but he will also shake the foundation of his life because of excessive bleeding, causing great damage to his body.

But sacrifice is a different story!

To make a sacrifice is to completely give up one's own life and pass on all abilities, including life force, to the other party through blood. In this way, the opponent will not only increase in strength and level up, but even be able to use all the magic or skills of the sacrificer without a teacher, and have the opponent's attributes and attribute attack ability out of thin air!

However, not only will the sacrificer die immediately after the ritual is completed, but the soul will also be scattered because of this violation of the rules of heaven, and not even a wisp of consciousness will remain in the Three Realms.

Seeing this, Wei Feng immediately triggered his fighting spirit, wanting to destroy such a ritual. He was also silently blaming himself in his heart, did his words not make it clear, or did Ling Luocheng already have the determination to die?

"Stop!" Wei Feng's fighting spirit was released, and the pure white fighting energy surrounded Ling Luocheng's side, turning into white dragons, tearing at the enchantment under Ling Luocheng's cloth.

A few loud dragon roars resounded throughout the room, and Wei Yang felt that something was wrong just now, so he happened to arrive here, laid a stronger enchantment, and held on, looking at the two people in the enchantment.

"Don't stop me, this is my path......" Ling Luocheng showed a pale face and looked towards Wei Feng, there was no regret in his eyes, only pride.

"You can't do this! you'll be gone!" Wei Feng's white hair spread behind him.

"What I choose, no regrets......" Ling Luocheng lowered his eyebrows and looked at the woman lying on the bed, with infinite affection in his eyes. If there is no obstruction from Jia Xuan, maybe the two of them can continue to walk hand in hand, get married and have children, and live happily in an unknown small village.

If there is no obstacle from Jiaxuan, this beautiful woman will become his wife, so beautiful and pure. A goddess-like being.

If it weren't for that woman's hindrance, maybe the two wouldn't be so sad. One became a lonely ghost, wandering somewhere, not knowing if he had seen it, while the other was about to disappear without leaving a trace.

The woman he admired and hated, his own master, his own savior! On the night she was about to become a god, he cast a spell that froze her body, and her soul could not return to her body and wandered between the Three Realms, nor could she finally become a god.

It all stemmed from his hatred, and he hated her. For what is not allowed to be her own woman! For what is the reason for sending her away and bearing the pain of being snubbed by thousands of people. When the name of "the first female waste wood in the mainland" sounded, how painful it was in his heart to practice in the Water God Temple!

His face became paler and paler, and Wei Feng put away his fighting spirit and supported him, so that his eyes could still see Jialan in his sleep.

Wei Feng put away the barrier under the blue cloth of Jia, allowing her to sense what was happening in the outside world. Jialan, who was lying on the bed, turned over, and suddenly opened her eyes in the strong sense of the fluctuations of the surrounding elements, and the strong smell of blood made her immediately vigilant, but the milky white fighting spirit forced her and prevented her from moving.

Now was the most critical time for the sacrifice, and when Ling Luocheng's last trace of life force was lost, the sacrifice had already been completed. So Wei Feng still lifted the enchantment on Jialan's body.

He knew that this man's love for Jialan was no less than his own. Even if life is about to be lost, Jialan should be awakened and witness everything happening.

"Ling Luocheng?" his purple eyes stared at the pale man next to him, his eyes were full of pampering and unwillingness, and the smell of blood came from his wrist.

"Lan'er, he's sacrificing for you. Wei Feng said softly.

"Sacrifice?" Jia Lan suddenly felt bad, but the white fighting spirit made her completely unable to move.

"Lan'er...... My life is disappearing...... I was just...... I just want to see you......" Ling Luocheng forcibly held back his eyes that wanted to close, and said slowly, "In the future...... Maybe you won't be able to see it again......"

"What! what nonsense!" Jialan's face was frightened, she could already feel a steady stream of power injected into her body, and Ling Luocheng's vitality was also disappearing rapidly, but she didn't want to believe that he was going to die.

"I ...... No nonsense...... Lan Er ......" Ling Luocheng said intermittently, "I'm going to die...... But...... Even if I'm dead...... I am also deeply ...... Love you ......"

Jialan couldn't cry inexplicably, and even she didn't know if the original soul of this body was grieving, whimpering, tears flowing down uncontrollably, but she couldn't wipe them with her hands.

"You...... Don't die......" Jialan couldn't cry, but bit out these words from her mouth.

"Can you cry for me...... I am so happy...... Unable to keep the promise made before the idol...... It's not our fault...... It's just ...... to blame Our fate plays tricks on us. Ling Luocheng was doted and nostalgic with a face, he couldn't wait to rub this woman in his arms, and he was endlessly pampered, and handed over all the treasures and happiness in the world to her.

But now, it can't......

Ling ...... Luo Cheng ...... "Jialan was already drowning in tears, she sat up lightly, and put Ling Luocheng, who was already a little dying, on her lap, wanting to use her fighting spirit to help him recover.

"Don't ...... Wasted ...... Lan Er ...... "Ling Luocheng had closed his eyes, lying on her soft legs, greedily breathing in the fragrance of her body, for him, it was already happiness......

The following words are not counted as money~~~~

I want to cry myself.

Sometimes that's the case,

Meet the right person at the wrong time.

At the right time, meet the wrong person.

Who hasn't been tricked by fate......