At this moment, Wu Neng couldn't even let out a scream. He constantly spat out large mouthfuls of blood. There were many glaring wounds all over his body, and blood flowed out. His vitality was rapidly declining, and he was already on the verge of death. Even his breathing was faintly discernible.
However, Fenghao didn't seem to be willing to let him die so quickly. Just when he was about to be unable to hold on any longer, he flicked his finger and sent a wisp of medicinal properties into his body, helping him repair his internal and external injuries …
"Ah … If you have the ability, then kill me."
Wu Neng was no longer begging for mercy. Instead, he was begging for death.
At this moment, he deeply understood that there was something more painful than death in this world, and that was to not be able to die even if you wanted to.
"How ruthless …"
The hearts of some people hidden in the dark turned cold. Many people even slowly retreated from this area, fearing that they would be dragged into it.
At this moment, the treasures and divine objects were no longer important to them. What was important was that they could walk out of this place alive.
"How did Brother Hao become like this? He's not that kind of person."
Joan Of Arc couldn't believe that her husband, who had always been gentle to her, had become so terrifying and bloodthirsty at this moment.
"Brother Gui He, what exactly happened? Why did Brother Feng become like this?"
Everyone's eyes were on Gui He, because only he had come into contact with Feng Hao.
"This …"
Gui He knitted his brows and a trace of sorrow flashed in his eyes. He sighed softly and said, "Brother Feng, he seems to have misunderstood something …"
Then, he explained the situation at that time.
"I thought Brother Feng was asking about my brothers, so I said they were killed by the people of the Shaman Spirit Clan … But later on, I heard Brother Feng calling out the names of Miss Ling 'er, Miss Xin' er, and Miss Qing 'er … I think he must have misunderstood that the three of them were killed as well …"
After listening to his explanation and looking at Feng Hao again, Joan Of Arc and the other two women's eyes were no longer filled with panic or uneasiness. Instead, there was only sweetness and happiness.
So, all of this was because of him.
Only now did they truly know what their position was in Fenghao's heart...
Even if it was someone from the Immortal Organization, he would still dare to offend them. In this world, there was nothing that he did not dare to do.
This was how they felt sorry for their husband.
And now, looking at Feng Hao from afar, they couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain in their hearts.
Right now, Fenghao must be enduring a tremendous amount of pain.
For example, if they received the news that they had lost Feng Hao, then they would definitely be in so much pain that they wished they were dead.
"I'm going to find Brother Hao."
Joan Of Arc's eyes were rippling with tears. She clenched her fists and spoke firmly. She looked at Wan Xin and Yan Qing, then the three of them leaped up and flew towards Feng Hao.
"Miss Ling 'er, don't go. It's very dangerous."
Gui He kindly reminded her, but he was a little worried.
Right now, Fenghao's body was filled with all sorts of negative emotions. He was no longer the rational Fenghao. Right now, he was just a devil who only knew how to kill. And now, they were blindly rushing over. If Fenghao lost control for a moment, it would truly lead to a great disaster.
The feeling of accidentally killing the love of one's life …
He would definitely go crazy.
"It's okay."
Joan Of Arc and the other two smiled sweetly. Their pretty faces, which were stained with tears, were full of confidence.
They firmly believed that no matter what the situation was, Feng Hao would never hurt them.
…
"Ahhh, …"
Wu Neng cried out in pain as he felt his body being torn apart and healed over and over again. His ugly face became extremely distorted and terrifying, and his eyes were devoid of life.
This feeling was as if he was being cut into pieces by a thousand blades.
Now, he couldn't help but envy the Red Flame Copper-Headed Ape. It only had all the bones in its body broken, but it could get a quick death. Now, he was in a state where he could neither live nor die.
"Crazy."
Wu Neng also knew that the person in front of him was no longer the opponent of the past. It was absolutely impossible for a normal person to have so many negative emotions.
The most terrifying thing was that under such a situation of anger, he still looked extremely calm.
This was the most abnormal thing. Just like at this moment, he was doing such a tragic thing, but he looked extremely calm, as if he was doing a trivial thing. Only God knew what was important in his heart at this moment.
"Kill me …"
After the injuries in his body were repaired again, the first thing Wu Neng shouted was to beg for death. Then, in less than a moment, it turned into a shrill scream, like a ferocious ghost in a frying pan or a mountain of knives.
"I'll cut you ten thousand times, and this is only eight times."
Feng Hao said lightly, as if he was talking about daily life with him. There was no warmth in his words, just like ice. The red light in his red eyes was dancing, which was very strange. The more miserable Wu Neng screamed, the more obvious the curve of his mouth became.
He almost didn't know what he was doing now, and his mind was in a daze. However, the more he heard this kind of scream, the happier he felt …
Therefore, he was somewhat enjoying it and kept repeating the action.
"Brother Hao …"
Three slightly trembling voices were transmitted into Feng Hao's ears. In an instant, the arc at the corner of his mouth stiffened. His mind could not help but become sluggish.
"Bada."
As the Heavy Mysterious Domain dissipated, Wu Neng, who was drenched in blood, fell to the ground like a dead dog, panting rapidly. Blood quickly dyed the ground under him red.
"Ling 'er, Xin' er, Qing 'er."
Hearing this voice that existed in the depths of his soul, Feng Hao's eyes became unfocused. His red eyes, which were like a sea of blood, were a little sluggish, and he murmured listlessly. When he looked up, he saw the three familiar figures rushing towards him. He stood there in a daze, unable to react at all. However, when Joan Of Arc and the other two women bumped into his aura, he suddenly came to a realization.
"Ling 'er, Xin' er, Qing 'er."
Without hesitation, he directly rushed towards Joan Of Arc and the other two women, ignoring Wu Neng, who was paralyzed on the ground. He held the beauties in his arms and felt the warmth of their bodies. Only then did he dare to confirm that they were his beloved wives.
A wave of joy spread from the bottom of his heart.
[Thank you, distinguished guests, thank you for your stamp. In the blink of an eye, the end of the world has passed, and a new era has begun …]
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