Xia Xiang didn't explain anything to everyone. She immediately started unleashing her superpowers, raising her power index to her current limit, and directly transferring her original superpowers to Xia Tian and Lanling Wang respectively.

The Xia family's living room was suddenly illuminated.

The Xia family members: !!!

A few minutes later, their powers surged simultaneously, transforming them into Ultimate Iron Man, shaking the entire Iron Dimension.

Summer got the legendary Ironclad Sword, while Lanling King got a cool-looking giant sword.

Gun Spirit King, sensing the birth of the Iron Man on a distant mountain peak, merely smiled and, upon returning, released the Swift Walker, no longer concerning himself with anything else.

Since Demon Island has taken action, it doesn't matter whether Godwalker intervenes or not; he should just go back and get some rest.

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After Lanling Wang became the ultimate Iron Man, he dared not look at the aggrieved Bing Xin beside him, because in his dream, his beloved Bing Xin had stabbed him ninety-nine times with this expression.

He was a little stressed, afraid that if he went over and hugged her, the next second a delicate dagger, pen, chopsticks, barbecue skewers, ice needles, a silver hairpin, an ice pick, etc. would appear in his heart.

Bing Xin left the crowd, lowered her head, and went to the garden, where she stayed alone.

"Guess who I am?" Xia Xiang asked playfully, covering Bing Xin's eyes with her hands.

After she finished transmitting the energy, she also slipped away from the crowd and saw the pitiful Bingxin go to the garden with a forlorn look on her face.

"Xiangxiang, does using Gu poison really work?" Bingxin asked, frowning.

"Ninety-nine percent success rate," Xia Xiang said earnestly, arms crossed. "I'm all prepared. Just give the word, and I'll make him behave immediately."

"Forced relationships are never sweet, nor do they quench thirst," Bing Xin said with a sense of relief. "Forget it, if we're going to break up, we'll break up. The next one will be better."

"Separate what? What next?" Lanling Wang, who was standing not far from the two, asked in a panic as his expression immediately cracked.

Lanling Wang was no longer dressed in all black; he had changed into a long, dark blue trench coat, which made his skin appear even fairer and made him look even taller and more imposing.

"I have something to do, you guys chat." Xia Xiang teleported back to the living room.

She suddenly remembered that she still had work to finish, so she decided to go back with Jiuwu.

Bing Xin: What was she prepared? Why did she run so fast?

She still felt guilty about conspiring with Xia Xiang to deceive Lanling Wang, especially since he was trapped in the dream and in so much pain; it made her heart ache even more.

But these things can't be simply discussed and things can't be changed back to the way they were before.

Lanling Wang saw Bingxin looking down in a daze, so he went directly to her, took her hands, and repeated the question he had just asked.

"It's nothing, I was just kidding," Bing Xin explained.

"You're lying to me," Lanling Wang said, frowning deeply.

Bingxin felt that Lanling Wang was really different. Before, he was a cute and loyal fiancé, but now he has turned into a domineering and arrogant little wolf. What happened?

Seeing that Bingxin was still lost in thought, Lanling Wang was slightly displeased. He put her hands behind her back, restrained her two slender wrists with one hand, and leaned forward.

Bingxin instinctively stepped back, falling backward due to inertia. Lanling Wang swiftly caught her waist with his other hand, bringing them even closer together, their hearts beating in unison.

He had to control her hands before he dared to hug her, otherwise he was afraid she would suddenly stab him.

"Are you alright?" Bing Xin asked hesitantly.

The most intimate thing they did before was kissing each other on the cheek and holding hands; something like what they're doing now is simply impossible.

Because Lanling Wang is quite shy, he never makes intimate gestures in front of outsiders, let alone in broad daylight in this garden, so close.

"I'm not good at all," Lanling Wang said, sounding aggrieved, and hugged Bingxin, sobbing. "You pierced my heart like a sieve in the dream, and now you want to find the next one in reality."

Seeing him crying so sadly, Bing Xin struggled slightly, wanting to pat his head.

Lanling Wang held her even tighter, stopped crying, and looked at her pitifully with his big, wet eyes.

"Alright, alright," Bingxin said, her heart softening as she saw him crying like a docile puppy. She gently touched his lips to comfort him.

"We girls care about our image, you know. Even though I told my girlfriends that, you're still my favorite. Okay, okay, there won't be another one like you."

"Really?" Lanling Wang asked.

"Really?" Bing Xin controlled her twitching lips and nodded seriously.