Secondly, in Fan Wei's mind, love is not necessarily inferior to those grand Lingyun lofty ambitions. Sometimes, the courage needed to face love is beyond imagination. Otherwise, there won't be many people in this world who love each other but never speak, just like Duan Lin.
The fierce aspect of death, the strongest of the five fierce aspects, can be called the perfect Duan Lin regardless of courage, resourcefulness, or strength. He is still weak in front of love.
When Fan Wei had the courage to face her love, she was already a strong one!
Fan Wei used her own flesh and blood to tightly restrain Zhou Mengdie. Even if the opponent's strength was great, the strength generated during the struggle could not wait to break Fan Wei's bones. Fan Wei still gritted his teeth and resisted. Because these hands protect not only yourself, but everyone!
Fan Wei can't, and doesn't dare to let go!
Fan Wei endured the pain from her arm, lay her head on Zhou Mengdie's shoulder, and whispered, "Goodbye, Zhou Mengdie."
Under Zhou Mengdie's unbelievable gaze, a holy light radiated from the Royal Dragon Ring, instantly swallowing the entire hall, and Zhou Mengdie was naturally swallowed together.
Zhou Mengdie, who had always been dismissive of the Holy Light, was unable to escape Fan Wei's embrace, and for the first time realized the horror of the Holy Light.
Over time, the Holy Light gradually began to erode Zhou Mengdie's skin, just like she used corpse energy to deal with other people.
Under Fan Wei's offensive of returning to his body, Zhou Mengdie's screams gradually sounded.
This was the first time Fan Wei heard Zhou Mengdie's screams, and perhaps the last time.
The voice was sharp and stern, who could have imagined that the beautiful Zhou Mengdie's scream would be so harsh.
"Let go of me! Bastard! Ants! Let go of me!" Zhou Mengdie's struggle continued to increase, her hands waving frantically, her nails scratching towards Fan Wei's cheeks. If it weren't for the body of well-being, even if it was not directly killed by Zhou Mengdie, it would have been disfigured.
Crunch, crunch...
Fan Wei could even hear the sound between her bones, and the severe pain came from the bones. Even with the protection and continuous healing of the well-being energy, she still could not be completely immune to the damage caused by this purely physical method.
Gradually, Fan Wei couldn't bear it either, and began to scream.
Whether it was Zhou Mengdie, who was baptized by the Holy Light, was more miserable, or Fan Wei, whose bones were about to fall apart, was more painful, no one could say.
Fan Wei gritted his teeth. Because of too much force, the nail of his right hand was completely sinking into the back of the left hand. The blood continued to flow down the palm of the hand, and finally gathered into a small blood puddle on the ground! Naturally, Zhou Mengdie was not much better. As the advantages of the Holy Light gradually manifested, Zhou Mengdie's skin seemed to have been scalded by hot water, and blisters began to appear constantly. When the blisters swelled to the size of a walnut, they burst with a snap, but the juice did not splash as expected, but came out
A puff of black smoke.
These black smoke are the original power of Zhou Mengdie as the evil aspect of the disease.
Obviously, Zhou Mengdie can only rely on the purest fierce power to resist under the attack of the Holy Light that ignores the strength of strength and can cause substantial damage. It is a pity that this kind of resistance is only delaying time, unless she can break free from Fan Wei's shackles and escape as quickly as possible.
Zhou Mengdie naturally knew this, and she struggled hard without reservation, but she couldn't understand why Fan Wei, a yang person, and a woman, could explode with such great power, no matter how hard she struggled, she could not understand. Can't get rid of it!
Is it possible that Fan Wei will be the one who laughs last
Zhou Mengdie guessed the beginning, but did not guess the ending!
She confessed her fate and pulled something out of her waist, and then pierced it into Fan Wei's body. The ten-centimeter-long pocket dagger pierced through the skin without resistance, and penetrated into Fan Wei's lower abdomen. The blood kept flowing out, but Fan Wei, who was suffering from severe physical pain, did not realize that there was a stick in her stomach. Put the dagger. In other words, this pain and the pain of broken muscles in the body
In comparison, it's nothing short of a big deal.
Zhou Mengdie went crazy and kept punching Fan Wei on the face: "I don't believe that I will lose in the hands of an ordinary woman! I don't believe..."
Zhou Mengdie just kept repeating this sentence, but she could change very few things.
As time went by, Zhou Mengdie's skin gradually changed from snowy white to black, pitted, like burnt tortillas.
The destruction of the skin means that the balance of power has finally broken the critical point, and the Holy Light ** directly shook Zhou Mengdie's soul.
Gradually, Zhou Mengdie's resistance became less and less, and his voice became smaller and smaller.
Almost Zhou Mengdie had just fallen into a coma, and Fan Wei immediately released the Holy Light. The breath that had been squeezed in his chest was released, Fan Wei only felt that the sky was spinning in front of him, his legs softened, and one head collapsed on the ground. Whether it is the severe pain caused by the bone being pulled, the energy consumption of releasing the holy light, or even the blood flowing from the body, it is a serious injury that cannot be ignored for Fan Wei.
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As a result, Fan Wei and Zhou Mengdie were in a coma on the spot.
In this way, she was lost and lost in the darkness. I don't know how long it had passed before a voice came out of Fan Wei's mind.
"Fan Wei, Wei Wei..."
That voice called his name over and over again, as if possessing endless magic power, which made Fan Wei's depressed will shake.
The moment he opened his eyes, a face that made Fan Wei think about it appeared in front of him, clearly cold, yet so warm.
His eyes were as sharp as a falcon, but they contained tenderness that only Fan Wei could understand.
It's him! Fan Wei spares no effort to wait for the man saved!
It's him! Fan Wei's first and last beloved man in this life!
Duan Lin, he came back, Fan Wei's exhausted and battered heart was shining into the warmest sunlight in an instant.
Fan Wei desperately raised her hand, trying to touch his cheek, but it was difficult to do it because of the accumulation of her body.
Even if you lift it up, you may not be able to touch his face, after all, he has only his soul left.
As if reading Fan Wei's mind, Duan Lin took the initiative to grab the palm of Fan Wei's hand that fell immediately after lifting it. "Weiwei, I will never leave you again, never..." Duan Lin's face was pale, and there was endless pain in his eyes. He was not weakened because of Zhou Mengdie's injury, but because of the guilt and suffering in his heart, he was godless. At this moment, Duan Lin knew how deeply he hurt the woman in front of him. (End of this chapter)