Mo Linger's sword had indeed pierced through the third elder's heart.
Feng Wuchen wanted to block it, but he realized that Mo Linger's attack had suddenly changed direction and stabbed towards the third elder.
Feng Wuchen widened his eyes in disbelief.
What was going on? Why did Mo Linger's sword stab towards the third elder?
"Mo Linger … You …" The third elder was stunned. He couldn't figure out why Mo Linger's sword was aimed at him.
"Third elder …" Mo Feng, Fu Chenzi, and Long Can were dumbfounded. Did she miss or did she do it on purpose?
"Bastard! Mo Linger, what are you doing? " Blood Demon roared. His eyes were bloodshot. He couldn't believe that Mo Linger would attack the third elder.
Yan Long also couldn't believe it. He was confused and his expression was slightly stiff.
They were about to capture Feng Wuchen alive, but no one expected that Mo Linger would stab the third elder at the crucial moment.
"Bastard!" The third elder angrily attacked Mo Linger's forehead.
"Boom!"
"Puff!"
Mo Linger spat out a mouthful of blood and her body flew backwards. The third elder also fell down powerlessly.
The third elder didn't expect that as the third elder of the demon race, he would die in the hands of Mo Linger.
"How dare you! How dare you! "Blood Demon was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. His good plan was ruined by Mo Linger.
"Mo Linger!" Feng Wuchen hurriedly flew out and caught the heavily injured Mo Linger.
The third elder's angry attack had already shattered Mo Linger's soul. Blood kept flowing out from the corner of her mouth. Her injury was so serious that even Feng Wuchen couldn't do anything about it.
"Feng Wuchen, I regret it …" Mo Linger struggled to speak. Her face was pale.
"Mo Linger, how are you? Hang in there! Take the elixir. "Feng Wuchen hurriedly gave Mo Linger a healing elixir.
"Brother Feng, can Ling 'er still call you that? I know all of this is my own doing. It's my fault for placing too much importance on power and status. That's why I ended up like this, "Mo Ling 'er said sorrowfully. Tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Ling 'er, don't talk. You're seriously injured," Feng Wuchen said worriedly.
"Brother Feng, do you know? When I saw you with Ling Xiaoxiao, my heart ached. I regretted it at that moment. I was jealous that she was prettier than me, jealous that she had a higher status than me, jealous that Big Brother Feng surpassed me. I couldn't accept it and wanted to climb up. I didn't want to lose, I didn't want others to look down on me. "
"Don't say anymore. You're seriously injured. Let me help you heal." Feng Wuchen said anxiously. He urged his True Essence to heal Mo Linger's wounds while urging his soul force to protect her soul.
But it didn't have any effect. Mo Ling 'er's injuries were too severe.
When a soul body was shattered, it was different from a remnant soul. It was impossible to reform a new soul body.
Mo Ling 'er shook her head slightly and said, "No need. I know my body."
"Big Brother Feng, I regret it. If I didn't do that back then, the one beside Big Brother Feng would be me. Big Brother Feng, I'm sorry. I know that no matter what I say, you won't forgive me. I also know that there's no turning back," Mo Ling 'er said sorrowfully.
But there was no medicine for regret in this world. No matter how regretful she was, she couldn't go back to the past.
Feng Wuchen indeed couldn't forgive Mo Ling 'er. Not in this lifetime.
"I'm really stupid. I was blinded by fame and fortune. I really regret it. Unfortunately, I can't go back. I've already missed once. If there's a next life, I won't miss it again." Mo Ling 'er cried sorrowfully. Unfortunately, Mo Ling' er wouldn't have a next life.
"No, no, I'll save you," Feng Wuchen said quickly.
"Big Brother Feng, I … Can I go back to the past? I miss the old Ling 'er. I want to go back to Wushuang City … "Mo Ling' er looked at Feng Wuchen and asked. Her mind was filled with memories of Wushuang City.
At this moment, she wished she could go back to the past. She wished none of this had happened.
Mo Ling 'er's breath was getting weaker and weaker. She wanted to reach out and touch Feng Wuchen's face, but halfway through, her hand fell powerlessly. Feng Wuchen's pills and soul power were useless.
"You can …" Feng Wuchen answered after a long time. Unfortunately, Mo Ling 'er couldn't hear it.
Sorrow stabbed deeply into Feng Wuchen's heart. The figure of Mo Ling 'er in his heart also disappeared.
The moment Mo Ling 'er's arm fell, her soul body had completely disappeared.
Mo Ling 'er was dead.
Although Mo Ling 'er regretted it, it was too late. In the end, she left this world with regret.
"Ling 'er!" Feng Wuchen closed his eyes in sorrow. The scene of him and Mo Ling 'er together in Wushuang City kept appearing in his mind.
Mo Ling 'er and Feng Wuchen were childhood friends. Even though what happened back then made Feng Wuchen hate Mo Ling' er, in the depths of Feng Wuchen's heart, Mo Ling 'er's figure was still there.
"Peng!"
Black Flame appeared. Feng Wuchen looked at Mo Ling 'er one last time, then gently waved his hand. A wisp of Black Flame slowly covered Mo Ling' er's body.
"Ling 'er, farewell. Without your betrayal, perhaps Feng Wuchen wouldn't be who he is today. Thank you." Feng Wuchen's heart was heavy to the extreme.
Mo Ling 'er's corpse slowly turned into ashes and scattered away. Eventually, it completely disappeared.
"Kill them for me!" Feng Wuchen roared in a low voice. Monstrous anger surged in his heart, and his murderous aura soared to the sky.
"Retreat!" Blood Demon shouted, trying to suppress the anger in his heart.
Before Yan Long and Long Can could take action, Blood Demon, Mo Feng and Fu Chenzi turned into black fog and disappeared.
The mission to snatch the ancient force had failed. If they didn't retreat now, it would be too late for Blood Demon and the others to leave once the experts of Dragon Shrine arrived.
Wild Leopard's terrifying strength was no joke.
"Master, your injuries are serious. You should go back and heal first." Yan Long said. Blood Demon and the others had the supreme movement skills of the Demon Clan. Yan Long and the others couldn't stop them.
"Honored Flame Dragon, let Master be alone for a while." Long Can transmitted a message to Feng Wuchen. He could tell that Feng Wuchen was in a terrible mood.
Yan Long nodded and the two of them left in a flash.
"Ling 'er, rest in peace. It might be better for you to leave this world. I hope you can live better in the other world." Feng Wuchen said in his heart.
Feng Wuchen and Mo Ling 'er's relationship was completely severed at this moment.
Mo Ling 'er was just a passerby in Feng Wuchen's life. Mo Ling' er's betrayal meant that Feng Wuchen wouldn't have any feelings for her.
After an unknown period of time, Feng Wuchen flew away when the sky gradually darkened.
Feng Wuchen wasn't heartbroken because of Mo Ling 'er's death. He was just sad.
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