Mingduo opened his lifeless eyes and looked at Luming for a long time before he forced a stiff smile, as if he had not done this for a long time.
He whispered, "Long time no see."
Lu Ming said in a deep voice: "Your body..."
Mingduo smiled slightly, and scratched her skin with his long nails, leaving red marks. He said softly, "This body is real."
Lu Ming asked: "So you have repaired your body?"
Ming Duo nodded, his expression suddenly twisted. He said: "This is all thanks to Yun Luan. He is in my body now. He will watch me destroy this world and everyone with his own eyes."
Lu Ming took a deep breath and lowered his voice and said, "I think you are completely crazy."
Ming Duo laughed and said, "It seems that the prophecy back then was true. Yunluan, you were right."
Lu Ming said coldly: "I won't let you succeed."
Mingduo's dark pupils showed no emotion. He just smiled and said, "It depends on whether you can stop it."
Lu Ming raised the long sword in his hand, and a bright white light slowly spread out. Ming Duo slowly withdrew the smile on his lips, and raised the ancient flute at his waist to his lips.
The light became brighter and brighter, and a flute with a strange tune began to sound.
The sky and the earth suddenly changed color. Everyone seemed to be in a state of chaos. Before they even felt the pain, their bodies swayed and fell to the ground.
He Yuanqi, who was standing aside, looked at the two people fighting in front of him with sinister eyes, quietly stretched out his hand, and the black gas slowly floated towards Lu Ming's body as if it had consciousness. But before the black gas floated a few meters, it immediately dissipated. He Yuanqi frowned and looked forward, feeling a little puzzled.
"Your opponent is me." A cold voice sounded behind him.
He Yuanqi was shocked and hurriedly stepped back a few meters, but it was too late. His hair was still cut off by the sword. He Yuanqi was secretly surprised. When did Sang Wusheng run behind him?
Sang Wusheng looked at him coldly, raised his sword and slashed at him without saying a word. He Yuanqi quickly dodged, snorting and laughing, "Master Demon King forced me to death back then, and now he dares not even show his true face to others."
Sang Wusheng ignored him and was determined to kill him. His moves were extremely fierce and deadly. Although He Yuanqi had obtained the power of the demons in the Zen Mountain Cave, it was still difficult for him to deal with Sang Wusheng. But he was not afraid at all, and sneered in his heart. Since this man had hidden his true identity and appearance, he must not dare to show his true face to others, so he would not dare to use the power of the demons in his body easily, so he had a great chance to defeat him.
Several groups of people were fighting in a melee. The whole land was covered with flying sand and rocks. There was almost no grass growing within a few dozen meters around the He Mansion. It was destroyed as if a strong wind had passed through. However, everyone was so bloodthirsty that in the end, they could not even tell who was the enemy or the friend, and they just raised their swords and chopped. The smell of blood filled the air, becoming stronger and stronger, like an endless Shura field, and even more like a scene from a hell cave, which was extremely terrifying.
Lu Ming's original cultivation was far superior to Ming Duo's, so he should have been able to deal with him easily. However, now that Ming Duo had obtained Yun Luan's power, and he was a ghost cultivator, it became increasingly difficult for him to deal with Yun Luan. Yun Luan had already reached the middle stage of Mahayana, and even though Lu Ming had many magic weapons, the spiritual energy in his body was still gradually depleted and lost. In the end, he gradually felt exhausted, and could not use the power of the magic weapons any better.
The strange music became more and more piercing, and Lu Ming felt a fishy taste in his mouth. He endured the itchy pain in his throat, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and continued to fight with Ming Duo. Sang Wusheng on the side deliberately suppressed the power of his demon clan, so he was only barely able to defeat He Yuanqi. However, He Yuanqi was cunning and treacherous, and Sang Wusheng was worried about his brother, so he was inevitably a little anxious, and it took a long time to decide the winner.
When the song ended, Ming Duo took back the song and said calmly, "Qing Ci, you lose."
Lu Ming took a few deep breaths, and his hand holding the sword was shaking violently. His legs felt weak, but he still managed to hold on without falling. The gap between the Spiritual Stage and the Mahayana Stage was too big. Even if Lu Ming tried his best, he still couldn't shake it at all. The song ended, but his residual power was still there. It seemed that in just a few seconds, a powerful force suddenly gathered and formed a beam of light, flying straight towards Lu Ming.
Lu Ming looked at the beam of light getting closer and closer to him and sighed softly.
He couldn't hide anymore.
Death is approaching.
Lu Ming closed his eyes, waiting for the moment when he would be completely pierced through.
There was a loud noise, but the pain he imagined never came. Lu Ming opened his eyes, and a figure suddenly blocked all the light.
Lu Ming felt that his breathing was about to stop. He looked at the man in front of him, who stood in front of him without hesitation and blocked all the suffering for him. He was wearing a black gown, and it was not possible to see that he had suffered any injuries, but the smell of blood that gradually reached his nose almost made Lu Ming unable to stand steadily.
The man turned around and looked at Lu Ming with deep eyes full of love. He smiled slightly, his eyes were a little sad, but also a little relieved. He said, "Brother, I'm afraid I can't..."
Before he finished speaking, Sang Wusheng's face turned pale, his body could no longer support him, and he fell in front of Lu Ming.
Lu Ming looked at him without daring to move, his eyes empty and without any emotion. After a long time, he slowly squatted down and put his fingers in front of his nose. His weak breath caressed his fingers, like a delicate kiss or a breeze.
Lu Ming touched his face and whispered, "You won't die."
Lu Ming had never thought that Sang Wusheng would die before him one day. Sang Wusheng was the protagonist of this world. If he died, the world would completely collapse and be destroyed. Now he was still standing here, and everyone was standing here, too. How could Sang Wusheng die? Absolutely not!
Lu Ming's body began to tremble involuntarily. Even though he told himself again and again that he would not die, why did the body in his arms gradually lose its temperature?
Lu Ming's spiritual energy was already overdrawn. He held on to his last bit of strength, pinched Sang Wusheng's cold hand, and slowly poured spiritual energy into his body. But the spiritual energy seemed to encounter a solid wall, and could not enter the other person's body at all.
Lu Ming continued to release his spiritual energy without giving up. His face became paler and paler, but he still refused to let go.
Mingduo said calmly: "He is dead."
“Shut up!” Lu Ming’s face suddenly twisted. He stretched out his hand and slapped Sang Wusheng fiercely several times. However, that man still had his eyes closed and his face calm, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.
Lu Ming murmured, "I won't die. How could I die?"
Ming Duo looked at Lu Ming who was in a trance. He could no longer hide the crazy joy in his eyes. He laughed a few times, but his eyes were still like a pool of dead water. Even when he laughed, it was like a fake smile. He continued to stimulate Lu Ming mercilessly, "How does it feel to watch the person you love die with your own eyes? When the Ming family was wiped out overnight, who can understand my pain?!"
Lu Ming couldn't hear what he was saying clearly, but his vision suddenly became blurry. He hugged Sang Wusheng's cold body tightly, and the indescribable pain hit every nerve of his body like a violent storm. His chest seemed to be hit by a huge rock hundreds of times. A violent and violent energy surged in his body again, and blood kept flowing from all seven orifices. Drops of blood and tears dripped on Sang Wusheng's cheeks, which looked like a blooming red plum, extremely gorgeous, but also extremely shocking.
Lu Ming sat on the ground in a daze, the noise around him seemed to be getting farther and farther away. His mind was blank, and there was only one voice in his ear that kept repeating to him that Sang Wusheng was dead and left him forever.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in my brain.
"Master! Wake up! Sang Wusheng can still be saved!" 233's tone was filled with urgency.
Lu Ming suddenly woke up. He wiped his face and forced himself to calm down, but his body was still shaking uncontrollably. He asked, "What should I do?"
233 said: "Sang Wusheng's soul has not yet dissipated, and he seems to be in a state of suspended animation. Perhaps he has sealed up the demonic power in his body. If the seal can be removed from his body, he should still be saved."
Lu Ming took a deep breath, and using his last bit of strength, he brought himself and Sang Wusheng into the space, then took out a transparent pill from the ring and swallowed it.
Soon, a ball of heat began to rise from his lower abdomen, and then his whole body began to heat up, and his spiritual energy gradually recovered. After a few minutes, Lu Ming secretly used his spiritual energy and found that all the spiritual energy in his body had returned. And it was more vigorous and pure than when he was in his best state.
Lu Ming silently recited a few mantras, and the dark lines on Sang Wusheng's face gradually appeared. The lines became darker and bigger, and finally covered half of his face.
Seeing that the time had come, Lu Ming desperately poured his spiritual energy into his body. At first, his body rejected it abnormally, and Lu Ming lost one-third of his spiritual energy in vain, but there was still no improvement. Until half an hour later, the body began to gradually accept a few strands of weak spiritual energy. Lu Ming was delighted and hurriedly poured spiritual energy into his body. Sang Wusheng's body temperature gradually recovered, and the other half of his face, which was as pale as paper, also regained some blood color, and finally gradually became rosy, and the black dark lines gradually faded. Lu Ming was completely relieved and sat down on the ground with his legs straight.
Lu Ming withdrew his spiritual energy, gently patted Sang Wusheng's cheek, and whispered, "Can you hear me?"
Sang Wusheng's long eyelashes trembled slightly, he opened his eyes, his blurry vision gradually became clear, and the person in front of him also gradually became clear.
Lu Ming asked softly: "How do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
Sang Wusheng looked at Lu Ming quietly, his eyes suddenly darkened, he stretched out his hand and pulled hard, instantly pressing Lu Ming under him.
The passionate kiss continued without any chapters, with roughness and boundless madness, prying open Lu Ming's lips and tongue, sweeping every inch of his mouth, and his hands began to impatiently remove Lu Ming's clothes.
Lu Ming struggled to get out of Sang Wusheng's grip, and his eyes suddenly met Sang Wusheng's. The extremely strong emotion made him tremble. The look of despair and sadness, but also with countless expectations and affection, made Lu Ming throw away his weapons in an instant, and he could no longer use the strength to push Sang Wusheng's hands away.
After struggling for a while, he finally let go. He gently hugged Sang Wusheng and whispered, "If you choose me, then never leave me and never die."
Sang Wusheng stopped what he was doing, stared blankly at the person in front of him, and tears suddenly fell uncontrollably.
He had been waiting for these words for so long that he almost forgot.
The person he loved most in his life, yet the person who was most out of his reach, finally came to him.
Sang Wusheng could no longer bear the desire in his heart and kissed those soft lips eagerly.
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