Psychic Queen: Beware of ghosts in the harem
Chapter 895 Unexpected 22
Chapter 895 Unexpected 22
With strange intonation and irregular sentence breaks, Baitang thought for a long time before he understood what she was saying.
"I haven't spoken for eight years, just to wait for today."
"How about this taste? Is the Huotan bead that I have cultivated with my spiritual power for so many years still the same as before?"
"Even if I made a mistake back then, I can't let this mistake affect more people."
"If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for not giving up."
The fire bead in Feng Qingyang's hand was even more radiant, imprinting on his whole body as if coated with a faint halo.
Baitang took two steps back, then turned to look at Huayan.
He grabbed Baitang's hand and looked over there without saying a word.
"Zhao Mi...why did you come here?"
Mo Xiaotian's voice was low and he sighed deeply.
She didn't say much, and finally smiled, as if losing her strength, she slowly slid down the wall behind her.
Eventually he fell to the ground and closed his eyes.
The moment the body fell to the ground, the skin quickly shrank and rotted, and finally almost became a skeleton.
Seeing these unexpected changes, Baitang was speechless for a moment.
"Mo Xiaotian, what did she do?"
Baitang turned his head, but saw Mo Xiaotian lowered his head, supported his forehead with one hand, and closed his eyes tightly, as if he had the intention of remorse.
The light on Feng Qingyang's body became brighter and brighter, but he held the pearl in his hand tighter and tighter.
"Ching Yang! Ching Yang—"
Fengyan from behind rushed in and shouted in front of him, "Throw it out quickly, don't worry about the Huoane beads!"
He acted as if he hadn't heard it, still holding the bead in his hand.
A layer of despair like a dense fog slowly appeared in his eyes, but he saw that his spiritual power was rapidly dissipating.
Fengyan's hysterical voice was still in his ear, "Throw it away, the Huotan bead will suck all your spiritual power away! Qingyang...it's useless, it's useless already!"
His gaze gradually turned to Baitang, his voice was extremely soft, even trembling slightly.
"You are right, even if Yan Ruo is here, she will not agree."
Bai Tang didn't know what to say, but just shook his head, "Why do you bother, if you don't let go now, you're just letting yourself sacrifice for nothing."
Feng Qingyang picked up the Huoane bead and touched it to his hand.
That hand was severely burned, but he suddenly didn't realize it.
The dazzling red light almost filled the whole room.
"This is Yan Ruo's stuff... None of you know that the Huotan beads belong to Yan Ruo..." He looked down at the thing in his hand, and there was a hint of a smile, but it didn't look like he was smiling.
That look is distressing, but no one can change it.
"The Huotan bead can bring you back to life and restore your memory..." He raised the Huotan bead in his hand, facing Baitang.
The smile was miserable, and the whole person was almost melted.
Feng Yan was about to rush forward like crazy, but with a wave of his hand, she fell to the other side.
Feng Qingyang turned to Baitang, "Do you want to remember?"
Bai Tang paused, then shook his head.
"You better throw it away, I only know that I am Baitang, I am not anyone else!"
Feng Qingyang sighed lightly, "If you don't want to, then forget it."
Bai Tang just didn't understand why he had to hold on to this bead like this, he would rather die.
"Feng Qingyang, there is no loss to you without the Huoane beads. Just throw away the things and...just go." Baitang said lightly.
Blood gushed out of Feng Yan's mouth, and after getting up, he quickly rushed towards Feng Qingyang.
"Let go..." she yelled, going to get the pyrane beads.
Feng Qingyang's spiritual power was being sucked away quickly, he blocked it with his other hand, but he didn't block it for a while.
Fengyan's fingers had already touched the Huotan bead, and he was about to take it away from his hand.
"open……"
She started screaming when she touched the fire bead, as if she was in unspeakable pain.
However, when she wanted to take it away, she looked surprised.
He yelled, "Qing Yang, what have you done, what are you going to do!"
She can't take it off at all!
Feng Qingyang didn't say anything, just looked in Baitang's direction.
She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.
"Hua... Huayan..." Baitang raised his head and looked at the people around him.
He looked at that side calmly, without any emotion.
(End of this chapter)
With strange intonation and irregular sentence breaks, Baitang thought for a long time before he understood what she was saying.
"I haven't spoken for eight years, just to wait for today."
"How about this taste? Is the Huotan bead that I have cultivated with my spiritual power for so many years still the same as before?"
"Even if I made a mistake back then, I can't let this mistake affect more people."
"If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for not giving up."
The fire bead in Feng Qingyang's hand was even more radiant, imprinting on his whole body as if coated with a faint halo.
Baitang took two steps back, then turned to look at Huayan.
He grabbed Baitang's hand and looked over there without saying a word.
"Zhao Mi...why did you come here?"
Mo Xiaotian's voice was low and he sighed deeply.
She didn't say much, and finally smiled, as if losing her strength, she slowly slid down the wall behind her.
Eventually he fell to the ground and closed his eyes.
The moment the body fell to the ground, the skin quickly shrank and rotted, and finally almost became a skeleton.
Seeing these unexpected changes, Baitang was speechless for a moment.
"Mo Xiaotian, what did she do?"
Baitang turned his head, but saw Mo Xiaotian lowered his head, supported his forehead with one hand, and closed his eyes tightly, as if he had the intention of remorse.
The light on Feng Qingyang's body became brighter and brighter, but he held the pearl in his hand tighter and tighter.
"Ching Yang! Ching Yang—"
Fengyan from behind rushed in and shouted in front of him, "Throw it out quickly, don't worry about the Huoane beads!"
He acted as if he hadn't heard it, still holding the bead in his hand.
A layer of despair like a dense fog slowly appeared in his eyes, but he saw that his spiritual power was rapidly dissipating.
Fengyan's hysterical voice was still in his ear, "Throw it away, the Huotan bead will suck all your spiritual power away! Qingyang...it's useless, it's useless already!"
His gaze gradually turned to Baitang, his voice was extremely soft, even trembling slightly.
"You are right, even if Yan Ruo is here, she will not agree."
Bai Tang didn't know what to say, but just shook his head, "Why do you bother, if you don't let go now, you're just letting yourself sacrifice for nothing."
Feng Qingyang picked up the Huoane bead and touched it to his hand.
That hand was severely burned, but he suddenly didn't realize it.
The dazzling red light almost filled the whole room.
"This is Yan Ruo's stuff... None of you know that the Huotan beads belong to Yan Ruo..." He looked down at the thing in his hand, and there was a hint of a smile, but it didn't look like he was smiling.
That look is distressing, but no one can change it.
"The Huotan bead can bring you back to life and restore your memory..." He raised the Huotan bead in his hand, facing Baitang.
The smile was miserable, and the whole person was almost melted.
Feng Yan was about to rush forward like crazy, but with a wave of his hand, she fell to the other side.
Feng Qingyang turned to Baitang, "Do you want to remember?"
Bai Tang paused, then shook his head.
"You better throw it away, I only know that I am Baitang, I am not anyone else!"
Feng Qingyang sighed lightly, "If you don't want to, then forget it."
Bai Tang just didn't understand why he had to hold on to this bead like this, he would rather die.
"Feng Qingyang, there is no loss to you without the Huoane beads. Just throw away the things and...just go." Baitang said lightly.
Blood gushed out of Feng Yan's mouth, and after getting up, he quickly rushed towards Feng Qingyang.
"Let go..." she yelled, going to get the pyrane beads.
Feng Qingyang's spiritual power was being sucked away quickly, he blocked it with his other hand, but he didn't block it for a while.
Fengyan's fingers had already touched the Huotan bead, and he was about to take it away from his hand.
"open……"
She started screaming when she touched the fire bead, as if she was in unspeakable pain.
However, when she wanted to take it away, she looked surprised.
He yelled, "Qing Yang, what have you done, what are you going to do!"
She can't take it off at all!
Feng Qingyang didn't say anything, just looked in Baitang's direction.
She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.
"Hua... Huayan..." Baitang raised his head and looked at the people around him.
He looked at that side calmly, without any emotion.
(End of this chapter)
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