She pinched Wan Xingcheng's neck and lifted herself off the ground little by little, with increasing strength in her hands, and locked them tightly.

And Wan Xingcheng.

Of course he was in pain, but as a Buddhist since childhood and well aware of cause and effect, he did not show any fear when facing death. Instead, he showed a hint of relief.

He looked at Qin Jiaojiao and spoke with difficulty, using the last bit of his strength: "Jiao... Jiao, I'll come... to accompany you."

Because Qin Jiaojiao was pinching his neck so hard, he could hardly utter the last two words.

But Qin Jiaojiao, who was close by, heard it.

The moment she heard it, Qin Jiaojiao's expression suddenly changed, and the dark fog around her became thicker!

"Accompany me?"

She spoke coldly and pulled Wan Xingcheng in front of her, the two of them almost face to face!

Wan Xingcheng still nodded with difficulty.

"You don't deserve it!"

When Qin Jiaojiao saw this, she became furious and suddenly loosened her grip.

The next second, Wan Xingcheng was thrown hard by her and landed heavily on the ground not far away: "Wan Xingcheng! You betrayed me! You made my life miserable and I ended up dying for you!"

"Now you're pretending to be so apologetic, trying to make my hands stained with blood and have no afterlife. Don't even think about it!"

"I won't kill you for this debt, but I want you to pay it back by suffering endless pain for the rest of your life!"

As soon as Qin Jiaojiao finished speaking, she quickly stretched out the white cloth in her hand towards Wan Xingcheng, who was vomiting blood after falling down.

With a "ripping" sound, the white cloth wrapped around Wan Xingcheng shattered instantly!

As it shattered, Wan Xingcheng, who had been holding back the pain, suddenly screamed in agony: "Ah!"

Screams resounded through the night sky!

At the same time, an almost transparent figure emerged from him and slowly rose into the air.