"Alright, there's no one else here. What do you want to say?"
Ning Zhaozhao said with a straight face, her body instinctively blocking Ning Hongze's way.
"Ning Zhaozhao, you and him, how could you be with him—"
How can a human and a ghost live together?
"Zhuang Ruo, this is my business, it has nothing to do with you. You can't even understand your own affairs, so you shouldn't meddle in other people's business." It's unbelievable that she knew her husband had been switched for two years.
If she and Yan Zhen were just like any other ordinary couple, having only met once or twice and not having much affection for each other, she could understand.
But even though the two of them were deeply in love, this still happened.
“Ning Hongze, this person is already dead, why is he still lingering in the mortal world?” Duanmu Ling interrupted Ning Zhaozhao.
He couldn't let her continue; if she did, Aruo would really start to have doubts.
"That's my business."
Ning Zhaozhao replied first.
She would never allow her brother to leave her.
"You ungrateful human, I was kindly reminding you, but since you insist on this, then I will kill the person behind you first, and then kill you."
Duanmu Ling did not speak; these words came directly from Ning Hongze and Ning Zhaozhao's minds.
The shock made the minds of both the human and the ghost buzz.
Ning Zhaozhao's knees buckled, and she knelt on the ground due to the overwhelming pressure.
She covered her head with one hand, but insisted on spreading out the other hand to block Ning Hongze's view.
She was scared.
Even though it was Duanmu Ling standing in front of her, what she saw was a mass of black shadows. The shadows moved, and in an instant, countless eyes appeared in the swaying area, inspiring fear and chilling the body.
How terrifying.
That's really terrifying.
However, this person wanted to harm his brother.
She absolutely will not allow it.
Ning Zhaozhao suddenly felt a surge of courage.
He gritted his teeth and stood up.
The red whip lashed out, directly attacking the unknown dark figure.
Duanmu Ling nimbly dodged.
"Hmph, you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me with such little skill."
The shadowy figure didn't take Ning Zhaozhao seriously at all, and with a wave of his hand, he threw Ning Zhaozhao away.
"Zhaozhao?"
Yan Zhen quickly caught her.
This prevented Ning Zhaozhao from falling and getting injured.
"Duanmu Ling, you've gone too far."
Yan Zhen helped the person up and couldn't help but scold them.
“He’s not Duanmu Ling, there’s something else on him.” Ning Zhaozhao spat out two mouthfuls of blood and looked up.
Ning Hong had already started fighting with him.
"You're quite something. I never expected that the heavens would be so kind to me. Even in this state, I've managed to find such a wisp of demonic energy."
Once she refines this demonic energy, she can fully restore her cultivation.
Thinking of this, the attack became even more ferocious, and the air seemed to be distorted and deformed. Duanmu Ling pierced through Ning Hongze's abdomen with one hand.
The spot burned intensely when she touched it so lightly.
"Actually, a person can die again after death, but if they die this time, they will completely disappear. However, I won't let you die so quickly. I will devour your primordial spirit little by little, and finally swallow it whole." Duanmu Ling's face curled into a wicked smile, and his sinister appearance made Ning Zhaozhao's expression change drastically.
"elder brother--"
Duanmu Ling withdrew his hand, intending to do it again.
But then Ning Zhaozhao suddenly lashed out with the whip, aiming straight for Duanmu Ling's face.
The dark figure wasn't afraid of disfigurement, but Duanmu Ling was. Although his body was temporarily controlled by this thing, his fear of disfigurement allowed him to regain control of his body for a while.
He shrank back, trying to dodge the whip aimed at his face, which gave Ning Zhaozhao the opportunity.
The whip fell mercilessly on Duanmu Ling's body.
She cracked her whip as she ran quickly to Ning Hongze, shielding him once again.
"You're asking for it."
Duanmu Ling ground his teeth.
"Azhen, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Duanmu Ling like this, Aruo felt very complicated and was a little scared.
It was a face she knew so well, but now it was distorted like this.
"Aruo—"
Seeing that A'Ruo was crying, Duanmu Ling regained his body and quickly ran back to A'Ruo's side.
"It's alright, it's alright now. Were you scared?" He hugged her and gently patted her back. "A'Ruo, don't cry. It's alright, it's alright now."
"You do it."
The voice in my mind was filled with gritted teeth, "If you kill him and help me refine this ghost, I will leave your body and let you become Yan Zhen forever."
"But—Aruo was frightened."
"Just a woman."
I want to become Yan Zhen for A'Ruo's sake. If I lose A'Ruo, why should I become Yan Zhen? That guy isn't much better looking than me.
Duanmu Ling replied seriously.
"You—humph, do you think I can't do anything to you just because you've done this?"
Suddenly, the demonic energy emanating from Duanmu Ling increased.
The golden sun slanted in the sky, and the sky gradually darkened.
Whether for the demons or for Ning Hongze, a cloudy day is definitely better than a sunny day.
Ning Hong clutched the wound on her abdomen.
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