Phew!
The evil dragon pierced through the body of the illusion, and the purple-black curse power rushed into its body frantically!
“Ahhhh—”
The illusion let out a shrill wail, and its body began to twist and swell.
It originally imitated Li Lingge's appearance, but now it gradually collapsed under the backlash of the curse. Its skin cracked, revealing the wriggling black mist underneath, and its eyes burst with crazy blood!
It's possessed!
"No, this is impossible!" Li Lingge screamed, his voice no longer human. "I am her inner demon. How could I be cursed by my own curse?!"
Li Lingge sneered and snapped his fingers!
"burst!"
As soon as the word fell, the curse power in the phantom's body exploded!
Rumble!
The terrifying explosion swept across the entire cursed space, and the illusion's body disintegrated piece by piece, eventually turning into black rain falling from the sky.
As the inner demon collapsed, the darkness around him also began to collapse, and countless fragments of memory shattered like glass!
"Successful?" Lin Chan'er knelt on the ground exhausted.
However, just when the cursed space was about to completely dissipate, something strange happened.
"call out!"
A stream of chaotic light suddenly shot out from the broken void, so fast that even Li Lingge had no time to react, and instantly pierced into his forehead!
"Well--"
He groaned, feeling a vast torrent of information forcefully pouring into his sea of consciousness.
"Chaos Curse"!
Li Lingge's soul was greatly shocked. This was a forbidden technique specially created for killing gods. It used chaos as the guide and curse as the medium. Once it was cultivated, even the ancient gods could be cursed to death!
"I see……"
Excitement flashed in Li Lingge's eyes. This cursed space was a trap, but also a test.
The inner demon is fake, passing on this forbidden technique is real!
"What’s wrong with you?!"
At this time, Lin Chan'er's mental state was obviously not right. Her cheeks were slightly flushed and her breathing became more and more rapid.
As the cursed space collapsed, the souls of the two people appeared again in Lin Chan'er's sea of consciousness.
On the contrary, the gluttonous poison was wreaking havoc in Lin Chan'er's soul at this moment, like millions of ants gnawing at her bone marrow, or like a wildfire spreading across the prairie, burning her to a state of confusion.
"Save me."
Her voice was trembling with tears, like a little animal that was forced into a desperate situation, wanting to escape but instinctively seeking support.
Li Lingge lowered his eyes to look at her, chaos surging in his eyes.
He lifted her sweaty chin with his fingertips, as if he was playing with a piece of jade that was about to break.
"Since you've asked me to detoxify you," his voice was as low as a rolling thundercloud, "don't regret it."
Before he finished speaking, the chaotic divine fire in his palm suddenly rose up, but it did not burn, but turned into thousands of fine threads and penetrated into her open clothes.
Those fiery threads were like living things, precisely wrapping around every meridian of hers that was corroded by the poison. They burned without hurting her, but instead aroused even more violent tremors in her.
"ah--"
Lin Chan'er raised her neck like a fully drawn bow.
Threads of chaos fire traveled through her body, fiercely clashing with the gluttonous toxin, like two dragons tearing and fighting in the abyss.
Li Lingge formed a seal with one hand, and nine blood-colored array patterns appeared around his body, which was a variation of the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi Formation.
He used himself as the center of the formation, introducing the toxins in her body into his own body bit by bit, and then forcibly refined it with the Chaos Dao Fruit.
This process is extremely dangerous and any carelessness can lead to disaster.
Lin Chan'er only felt ice and fire intertwined in her body, sometimes as if she fell into a cold pond, and sometimes as if she was on the edge of a furnace.
Her consciousness gradually blurred, and she instinctively clung to the body that could relieve her pain, like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood.
"Can you bear it?"
Li Lingge pinched her waist, his voice tinged with teasing.
Lin Chan'er's soul seemed to be thrown into the clouds and then fell heavily.
The poisons that had been entangled with her for a long time finally collapsed under this overbearing force, turning into wisps of pink smoke that floated out of her seven orifices.
Li Lingge opened his mouth and took a breath, swallowing all the poisonous smoke!
He groaned, veins popping out on his forehead.
Using his body as a furnace to refine the poison of desire, this is such a crazy act, and he is probably the only one in the world who dares to try it.
Lin Chan'er stared blankly at his ferocious yet handsome profile, and suddenly became a little dazed.
An hour later.
Lin Chan'er's snow-white skin was covered with traces of ambiguity. She stared blankly at Li Lingge who was digesting the "Chaos Curse" beside her, and everything that had just happened came to her mind.
Now, she has not only surrendered physically, but also her soul and heart.
"Owner."
…
Yin Shuiyue stared at the two people in front of her who were motionless, with complex emotions surging in her eyes.
Li Lingge and Lin Chan'er had been standing opposite each other for an hour, surrounded by a faint halo of chaos, as if they were completely isolated from the outside world.
"What on earth are they doing?"
Yin Shuiyue couldn't help but stamp her feet, her voice filled with undisguised anxiety.
"Does it take that long to lift the curse?"
Fu Ning's eyes moved slightly, and his gaze fell on Lin Chan'er's cheeks, which were abnormally flushed.
Her tightly closed eyelashes trembled slightly, beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and her red lips were slightly parted as she gasped. How could she look like she was lifting a curse?
"Something's not right."
Fu Ning lowered his voice and the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally.
"Lin Chan'er has been poisoned by lust, and now it seems to be taking effect."
Yin Shuiyue was struck by lightning when he heard this, and he froze in place.
She mechanically turned her head to look at Fu Ning, her eyes full of disbelief, but she instantly understood something from the other's meaningful gaze.
"You, you mean—"
Her voice suddenly rose, then suddenly dropped, and her cheeks suddenly became hot.
"Are they...detoxifying now?!"
Yin Shuiyue felt a surge of inexplicable anger rushing to her head, and her chest felt stuffy and painful.
She bit her lower lip hard, her nails digging deep into her palm.
It was clearly her who came first, but Lin Chan'er came later and took over.
"hateful!"
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