Feng Qingling devoured more and more souls, and the people who had been guarding her side could clearly feel that her own strength was accumulating little by little, however, at this moment, the soul in her body was carrying out the final struggle and revenge, if she wanted to completely use the power of these powerful ghosts for her own use, it was not easy to suffer from it, and only Feng Qingling herself knew.

"I originally thought you would stop her!" Leng Qianhan sat next to Long Xiangyu, looking at Feng Qingling, who was sweating profusely and still sitting there cross-legged, constantly sucking more souls, and also constantly fighting against the souls that had been sucked in her body, saying that she didn't regret stopping her was fake. One is that he doesn't want to see her in such pain, but the other is that it wasn't until this moment that he realized that he didn't want her to become the same as himself, although the demon was more comfortable than being a fairy, but to be honest, he really liked her arrogance and transparency as an immortal.

Long Xiangyu just laughed at the moment, this laugh was very bitter to say, but it was also a little cold, and even his voice sounded cold at this moment: "The path she chooses by herself, she bears the consequences!" The path she chose herself, even if it was the wrong path, he was not even qualified to stop her.

Long Xiangyu stood up, pinched a trick, and was about to exert his strength, but was held down by Leng Qianhan and persuaded: "You don't know that such an extremely hot and cold place, as long as she can enter and exit safely!"

Long Xiangyu couldn't help laughing: "Are you persuading me?"

The two of them have been opponents for many years, but now Leng Qianhan is persuading him with a worried face, Long Xiangyu feels really funny.

Leng Qianhan didn't care, and only said, "I'm just reminding you, don't do useless things! Actually, I'm curious, who gave her the Soul Devouring Pill?"

"It's Bai Wan!"

"Oh?" The woman who appeared once and disappeared again?, Leng Qianhan continued, "Why?"

"She wants me and Feng Qingling to lift the blood curse on her body, and Feng Qingling lost her cultivation before, so she is naturally looking for all kinds of opportunities to let Feng Qingling recover her mana!"

"I see!"

"Sister, she ......" Dianmo stood behind them, worried, but he didn't dare to interject, and finally waited for them to finish, and only dared to ask in a low voice cowardly, "She's fine, right?"

"Can't die!"

Leng Qianhan felt that Long Xiangyu was really a duplicitous dragon, why didn't he find out before, this old dragon was so arrogant?!

"Your sister's situation is very bad, Dianmo, if your sister falls into the devil's path one day, will you still follow her?"

"Why did my sister fall into the devil's path?" Dian Mo didn't understand, didn't he just suck the souls of some evil ghosts?

"Hey, you're so innocent!" Leng Qianhan rubbed the dumb hair on his head and shook his head helplessly.

Dianmo didn't expect Leng Qianhan to make such an intimate action, he was flattered for a while, he didn't react, he looked at him blankly, and didn't know how to react.

Leng Qianhan also realized that his action was too intimate, and smiled faintly, but he didn't feel anything. But this little mouse is quite funny, and it's really boring, but it can be funny. At this time, he understood why Feng Qingling had some ink, and the ink with such a low force value naturally couldn't help them, but it could relieve their borredom.