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These words struck Jiang Yingyue like a bolt from the blue. Upon seeing this, Fang Lingfeng added, "Just half of his life force is enough for him to live for a few more years, which is why he keeps finding people for me, trying to make up for that last bit."

"Poor Jiang Yuan felt guilty and gave up his life too early. If it weren't for that... he should still be alive now." Fang Lingfeng looked at Jiang Yingyue provocatively, while Xiao Wen raised his knife and slashed at him again.

These words almost shattered Jiang Yingyue's reason. Driven by overwhelming anger, she kept shooting arrows in that direction. No one knew whether she was aiming at Fang Lingfeng or Xiao Wen.

“You must be very angry.” Fang Lingfeng raised his hand towards Xiao Wen’s direction, and the tattoo on his face immediately brought a burning pain. “It’s okay, I can kill him right now.”

"That way, you can take that half of your life and your father's body with you." Fang Lingfeng looked at Jiang Yingyue with an extremely sincere expression, even Ji Yinglei gave up trying to control him.

She immediately put down her almost exhausted right hand, and Ye Qingzhu was also completely exhausted.

"They've come to find me."

Fang Lingfeng's words kept replaying in Jiang Yingyue's mind, and Ji Yinglei immediately forced himself to stand up: "Yue'er!"

"Jiang Yingyue! Don't trust him!" Ye Qingzhu immediately followed. She absolutely could not fall into the trap carefully set by Fang Lingfeng. But faced with the two options of reviving her father and killing Xiao Wen, who could guarantee that she wouldn't choose one of them?

At this moment, Jiang Yingyue was burning with rage. Looking at the sword she had just shot out in anger, she forced herself to calm down and aimed at Fang Lingfeng's head, shooting another arrow.

The arrow seemed to shimmer with a faint light, but Fang Lingfeng acted as if he didn't see it. By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late to dodge. The arrow pierced straight into his left shoulder, and in pain, Fang Lingfeng finally put Xiao Wen down.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Yingyue also felt an indescribable pain. She could hardly stand up. This pain seemed to come from the depths of her soul. Could it be that she had comprehended this move because her soul was incomplete?

Ji Yinglei was also shocked by this scene. She once read in an ancient book that people with golden eyes can see things that ordinary people cannot see. Fang Lingfeng could probably see the life force of everyone. The fact that the arrow was not seen must mean that Jiang Yingyue had come up with a way to cover up the aura on it.

Seeing Fang Lingfeng injured, the cultists below had different expressions, as if they didn't realize that Fang Lingfeng was also a human being, someone who could be injured and killed.

"You want to turn my father into your puppet too? Dream on." Jiang Yingyue took a deep breath, and a green light seemed to appear around her. She fired another arrow that Fang Lingfeng couldn't see! This time, he couldn't dodge it.

"Pfft."

Everyone present stared wide-eyed. The arrow hadn't struck Fang Lingfeng in the head, but had instead hit Ji Yinglei in the waist. Fang Lingfeng had actually manipulated Ji Yinglei to take the blow for him at that crucial moment!

Ye Qingzhu and Xiao Wen both knew they couldn't stop; they had to continue holding Fang Lingfeng back to create opportunities for Jiang Yingyue.

An arrow pierced through a believer who had rushed over. Jiang Yingyue knew she couldn't stop, she absolutely couldn't stop. Even if only one arrow could kill Fang Lingfeng, it would consume her already incomplete soul. In addition, with a continuous stream of believers arriving, Jiang Yingyue clearly felt her strength waning.

Fang Lingfeng could see it too: "Your brilliance has dimmed." He repelled Ye Qingzhu and Xiao Wen with a single move, then bent down to look at Ji Yinglei lying on the ground. "Now my bargaining chips have increased. As long as you join me, I will resurrect your father and your senior sister."

“Really?” Jiang Yingyue asked slowly.

"Jiang Yingyue! No!" Ye Qingzhu shouted desperately, hoping to change Jiang Yingyue's mind.

However, Jiang Yingyue acted as if she hadn't heard her and continued to ask, "Can you really revive them?"

“Of course. Your senior sister’s anger hasn’t completely dissipated yet, and I can repair it right now.” Fang Lingfeng said, as if he had already won, and won a great victory at that.

Just then, Jiang Yingyue's expression changed: "Go to hell." At the same time, Ji Yinglei on the ground suddenly turned around and thrust the Tingyuan Sword toward his heart, while Jiang Yingyue also fired several crossbow bolts. As soon as Fang Lingfeng stood up, he would be hit by the arrows. "A person like you doesn't deserve to live."