Peak Crazy Concubine

"Injustice..." Wei Feng sighed softly. As a god king, he couldn't see that Ling Luocheng was already strong on the outside, and the vitality in his body seemed to be continuously consumed. In his opinion, the reason why Ling Luocheng led so many On the one hand, it is to strengthen the team of the Dark Temple, and on the other hand, Ling Luocheng's vitality is almost exhausted, so he has to accept a new baptism to replenish it.

That's why, he looks sick and pale.

Wei Feng didn't say much, and turned to leave.Wei Yang raised his eyebrows, and said softly: "Follow, I have a wish for you."

The three of them, two in front and one behind, drifted towards the inconspicuous store opposite the small square.Passing through the slightly trembling willow twigs, it enters through the window of Jialan's room.

The small room suddenly seemed crowded. The peerless face that was still sleeping soundly on the bed was so harmless to humans and animals, so innocent that people couldn't bear to profane it, and there was a smile from the heart.

Wei Yang left wisely, Wei Feng flashed his figure, and sat down on the toffee chair at the end of the bed, staring at the pure and beautiful woman on the bed with white eyes.

Ling Luocheng didn't shy away from his love for Jialan, staring straight at the person on the bed, holding her hand gently, feeling her warmth.

"Don't worry, she can't hear anything." Wei Feng whispered, "No one can break the barrier I set up."

"I don't know why, I've been with her for more than ten years, but it seems like overnight, she changed. She doesn't know me anymore, becomes independent and cold, and is obedient to the one I knew before, in front of the master The little girl who only has to cry is completely different." Although Ling Luocheng said this to Jia Lan, he was asking Wei Feng, he knew that he was a god, so naturally he knew everything. .

"It's a long story, but Lan'er is not the same as the Jia Lan you know. She is unique because she comes from another world." Wei Feng said coldly.

Ling Luocheng's body trembled: "I thought that her mental mutation would be caused by her suffering in Jia's house! So where is the original Jialan?"

"It's already dead." Wei Feng said, "That Jialan has died in the coldness of the Jia family, maybe she was bullied to death, maybe she was exhausted physically and mentally by the coldness of others, in short, her soul has disappeared. into this world."

"Did your soul fly away..." Ling Luocheng felt pain in his heart. It turned out that he was just a big oolong. The woman he thought he loved the most turned out to be just a stranger wearing her skin, and the softest figure in his heart, It is very likely that his soul has been scattered and disappeared somewhere.

"That's not true. Maybe you'll go back to see her soon." Wei Feng sneered. Although he had heard about this great priest, he knew more about him helping the evildoers. Looking at it now, He is also a deeply affectionate person.

"Can you already see that I'm dying?"

"What is the last mission given to you by the Dark Temple?" Wei Feng asked, "I think it must be very difficult, and it is likely to be a mission that requires death?"

"In that case, it's true." Ling Luocheng sat down on the edge of the bed, still holding Jialan's hand, "Anyway, I don't plan to finish it, and I don't plan to become a puppet or pawn anymore. It's okay to tell you, he let I'm going to assassinate the Supreme Emperor of the Northern Kingdom—Xiong Wang Songtao."

"Sure enough, is it because the recent activities of Shengming Temple are too frequent?" Wei Feng frowned slightly. After all, the head of Shengming Temple is his beloved woman, and he doesn't want any accidents to happen.

"Well, he has noticed the recent turmoil in Shengming Palace. It seems that something has changed in the high-level leaders, so he asked me to go inquire and kill their leaders if necessary." Ling Luocheng said.

"If you can't complete this task, how will he treat you?"

"Death is inevitable." Ling Luocheng smiled calmly and wryly, "Lan'er ruined my plan in the East China Sea last time, and I was already suspected, but because of my baptized physique, he still asked me to complete it." For this task, for a strong man like Xiong Wang, I must fight to the death."

Wei Feng smiled slightly: "Do you know who is the owner of the Shengming Palace?"

"Isn't it Xiong Wang Songtao?" Ling Luocheng was shocked.

"Of course not. I assert that you will not be able to complete this task because you will never do it with this person." Wei Feng laughed and said, "Sheng Ming Palace, that is Lan'er's property."

Ling Luocheng was surprised again, inexplicably: "How could it be! The history of Shengming Palace is so long, but Lan'er is only 20 years old..."

"Otherwise, how can you explain that her strength has grown by leaps and bounds, and she is no less than you now." Wei Feng still smiled, and her gentle smile washed away Ling Luocheng's heart.

Ling Luocheng sat down on the bed slumped, all hopes were shattered.Although this Laner is not that Laner, but this face and this voice are something he can't do in a short time, so now his way out is very obvious, either kill Jialan, or be chased to death by the Dark Temple!

But he didn't hesitate for half a minute, and shook his head resolutely: "I won't do anything to Lan'er."

"I know." Wei Feng remained calm, but his tone was much lower, "And then? Are you willing to be hunted down?"

"What do you want me to do?" Ling Luocheng said: "I won't do anything to Lan'er, of course I want to go back and lead her to death."

"Wouldn't it be a waste of all my talent to be given to death like this?" Wei Feng smiled indifferently.

"Are you willing?" Ling Luocheng smiled wryly, "I'm very happy, but would you like Lan'er's soul to have my mark forever?"

Wei Feng spread his hands, with an indifferent look: "As long as my brand is deeper than yours, that's fine."

"For me, that's the perfect way out." Ling Luocheng didn't say much, a dagger appeared out of nowhere in his hand, and the chilly light shot straight towards Jialan's eyebrows.

Because of the enchantment released by Weifeng, Jialan has no ability to resist, and still sleeps comfortably.

Wei Feng unexpectedly did not move, still staring at the two of them indifferently, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if the tip of the dagger was aimed at a woman other than his own, which looked extremely strange.

The tip of the dagger tapped lightly between Jia Lan's eyebrows, drawing a tiny pattern, but no blood flowed out at all. At first glance, it looked like a pattern was drawn with a pen.

When Jialan's forehead was still oozing with light, Ling Luocheng resolutely cut a bright red gash on his wrist, blood gushed out, and flowed into Jialan's brow along his slender fingertips.

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