Chapter 2727
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She had no time to care about the raging fire around her. She didn't even see the poison stains slowly crawling up her cheeks from the mirror. Zhen Xiaoxiao gently picked up Feng Ling's body that was gradually losing temperature and held him in her arms. She raised her hand, wanting to inject the spiritual energy in her body into the child's heart meridian.
However, the moment she raised her hand, Zhen Xiaoxiao was directly stunned!
It's over!
This beautiful skin was indeed too useless. It was even not as good as Night Sky's bloody apple.
Even though her soul had memorized the Revered Void technique, her body without a spiritual root couldn't gather spiritual energy at her fingertips!
He had to die!
The child was going to die!
She … could do it too?
Without spiritual energy, not to mention detoxification, even escaping from this terrible fire would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.
The fire had spread throughout the room. The bronze mirror was burning and crackling. The billowing smoke blocked the light outside the window. The sound of the peeling wall falling to the ground blurred the exclamations of the odd-job workers outside the room.
Zhen Xiaoxiao stood where she was in a daze. Her forehead was instantly covered with countless dense beads of sweat.
Could it be that the rules of the Ultimate Heaven couldn't tolerate the same cultivator splitting his soul twice? Both of them were cultivating in the Ultimate Cloud, so after sending her first clone to Fallen Maple, she hurriedly called it back?
Calling it back was a small matter.
At most, the clone would only cultivate the little apple in the Alternate World.
But …
Looking down at Feng Ling who was breathing weakly, Zhen Xiaoxiao felt a stabbing pain in her heart. As a soul host, she strongly received the deep love and reluctance of the original owner for the child when he died.
Bai Xiaoxiao's life was like a firework. She appeared in a gorgeous manner, but died in a cold silence. She walked to the Yellow Spring without hesitation, but she couldn't give up the deep attachment to her innocent child.
Not as a mother.
Just as a bystander, Zhen Xiaoxiao also strongly resisted this tragedy becoming more and more intense in her hands.
As long as one was born as a living person, they would express sympathy for Bai Xiaoxiao's situation and feel pity for this poor child.
"Live on!"
The fire had already reached the instep of Zhen Xiaoxiao's feet. The smoke was so thick that she could not open her eyes.
Fire was the best camouflage to annihilate all evil. When everything was reduced to ashes, Feng Yuanxu and Feng Xiuyue could use the excuse that Bai Xiaoxiao was taking a nap with their young son and that they both died in the water. Then, they could make light of everything. Then, they could build an even more magnificent house on top of the abandoned house to welcome their new son, who was going to be born in less than nine months and could finally inherit the House of Lie Feng.
No one will be punished, not even the killer.
Happy songs and laughter would be used to mock all the memories of the dead.
Thinking of this, Zhen Xiaoxiao felt disgusted!
Die for me, scum!
B * tch, I want your dog life!
The resentment in his body did not dissipate with the passing of the original owner. Instead, it surged again under Zhen Xiaoxiao's murderous gaze!
Wrapped in a thick murderous aura, the chilly wind swirling around her body had even miraculously forced back the scorching flames!
Crisp sounds came from his sternum.
It was not spiritual energy, but wisps of strange power that began to flow through the limbs of Zhen Xiaoxiao's host soul!
Demon Suppressing Wind!
It would not disappear because of the changes in the body. Wherever the Demon Suppressing Soul was, he could awaken the secret of the soul's dependence!
"Child! Live on! "
Her hair flew up, and the golden hairpin and jade pendant on her head fell apart. Her long hair fell down to her ankles like a soft waterfall. Her murderous aura tore apart the cumbersome and cumbersome robes of nobility, leaving only the light muslin that clung to her body.
Zhen Xiaoxiao raised her right index finger again. The strange power of Demon Suppressing Wind and murderous aura lingered at the tip of her finger. It was like a majestic life force, but also a thick sense of death. Without hesitation, she struck his heart that was no longer beating.
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