Chapter 189 The Evil and Pampered Miss 28 Yan Mi is dead
Yan Mi reacted immediately and ran outside.
She couldn't sense the location of Jiang Buxun and Cheng Qing around here.
Fei Zhuo seemed to be playing with her. He followed her slowly behind her and threatened Yan Mi from time to time. As Yan Mi ran faster, the smile on his face deepened.
It was not until they had run several kilometers and were very far away from the stronghold that Fei Zhuo suddenly appeared in front of Yan Mi and stopped Yan Mi on the spot.
"I didn't expect that you could run so far even though your soul was seriously injured. They all said that you were weakened, but now it seems that it was just their guess." Fei Zhuo looked at Yan Mi and said jokingly.
"What on earth do you want to do?" Yan Mi gasped. Her lungs felt like they were about to explode. If Fei Zhu hadn't been pressing her closely behind her, she wouldn't have run so far.
Fei Zhuo rubbed his fingers together. "I want your body and your soul."
Yan Mi widened her eyes and took a few steps back, turning around and wanting to escape, but her strength had declined a lot now. Even in her prime, she could not defeat Fei Zhuo.
She was grabbed by Fei Zhuo's neck and forced to lean against his arms. "You don't seem to be able to refuse now."
"Bah, I'll never do what you want even if I die." Yan Mi spat in his face.
Fei Zhuo wiped it with a distorted expression and pinched Yan Mi's neck even harder.
"You are seeking death. I originally wanted you to live a little longer, but since you don't want to live anymore, I will grant your wish." Fei Zhuo was also completely angry.
Yan Mi was having trouble breathing, the feeling of suffocation made her head swell, and her violent struggles were of no avail.
Fei Zhuo looked at Yan Mi's struggle and became playful, torturing Yan Mi repeatedly.
Although Yan Mi was in pain, she was not dead yet. If she could hold on a little longer, maybe Cheng Qing and Jiang Buxun would come to save her.
Fei Zhuo had had enough fun. He held Yan Mi steady with one hand and placed the other hand on Yan Mi's head, trying to suck out Yan Mi's soul.
The feeling of the soul leaving the body was not pleasant. Yan Mi had a sense of weightlessness, and her consciousness was constantly weakening.
Her soul was also resisting, making Fei Zhuo's soul absorption speed slower.
There was a sound coming from afar, and it sounded like there was more than one voice. Yan Mi turned his head while he was still conscious, and saw Jiang Buxun and Cheng Qing running towards him, as well as other old masters of the Yan family.
In their eyes, Yan Mi's soul had already left his body half a meter away, and part of his soul had even entered Fei Zhuo's mouth.
Jiang Buxun's eyes were bloodshot, but he didn't dare to act rashly. If he was not careful, even if he could save Yan Mi's soul, he might be left disabled forever.
Seeing that they didn't understand, Fei Zhuo sucked even harder.
Jiang Buxun said, "Shut up! Who allowed you to understand me?"
At this time, he could no longer care about so many things. He just wanted to save Yan Mi as soon as possible. If Yan Mi died, he would not live alone. He would also drag Fei Zhuo to be buried with him.
Fei Zhuo, who was interrupted, hugged Yan Mi and licked his lips lazily. "Your wife's soul is indeed delicious. It's so delicious hahahaha."
Jiang Buxun sped up, and used all his magic weapons and formations with the determination to tear Fei Zhuo into pieces.
When Jiang Buxun's magic attack was about to fall on him, Fei Zhuo pulled Yan Mi out and blocked him.
Jiang Buxun could only quickly retract his spell, and it disappeared when he approached Yan Mi.
Fei Zhuo was still provoking Jiang Buxun, "Your wife is a good shield. If you don't stop, she'll be the one you get hurt by."
"You are an evil creature. Why do you have to get a wife? Now your weakness is me. What else can you use to fight me?" After Fei Zhuo roared, he laughed again.
"She died in front of you last time, right? Why not see it again this time? What do you think?" Fei Zhuo asked.
"Let her go, we can negotiate any terms." Jiang Buxun had already put away his magic weapon.
Fei Zhuo looked behind him, and Jiang Buxun also asked others to let down their guard.
"It seems that her status is really not low." Fei Zhuo looked at the people behind him who had all laid down their weapons, and smiled even more happily.
But how could he let Jiang Buxun succeed? He thought about it and felt that it was not safe enough now. "I have already sucked half of her soul. It is too delicious. What should I do if I suddenly don't want to let her go?"
Jiang Buxun gritted his teeth, "What else do you want?"
Fei Zhuo said, "If you can injure yourself severely, I will let her go."
The people around were shocked and tried to persuade him not to do it. Even Cheng Qing frowned.
Jiang Buxun knew very well that Fei Zhuo was taking revenge and trying to destroy him, but he really couldn't leave Yan Mi, he couldn't live without her.
He raised his hand, trying to mobilize all his magic power to seriously injure himself.
Yan Mi woke up in Fei Zhuo's arms and had been paying attention to them. When she heard that Jiang Buxun was really going to seriously injure herself, she could no longer sit still.
In an instant, Yan Mi released all the treasures he had obtained before. Fei Zhuo was not careful for a moment and was successfully attacked by surprise, but Yan Mi also spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time.
Jiang Buxun looked at her in surprise and wanted to catch Yan Mi who was coming towards her. Yan Mi also stretched out her arms to him.
"Don't listen to him. Humanity can't lose you." Yan Mi grabbed Jiang Buxun's fingers and said loudly.
Her soul was severely damaged, and even if she returned to Jiang Buxun, she would not live long.
In addition, there was Fei Zhuo who was eyeing her covetously, and Yan Mi had calculated her best choice in an instant.
She let go of Jiang Buxun's hand and fell to the ground.
Fei Zhuo and Jiang Buxun flew towards Yan Mi at the same time, but because Fei Zhuo was entangled by the treasure, he could only summon countless ghosts to entangle Jiang Buxun.
In the end, it was Fei Zhu who grabbed Yan Mi first.
Jiang Buxun's rage grew, and the power emanating from him wiped out all the little ghosts.
He wanted to snatch Yan Mi away, but there were too many little ghosts, and the treasures were also entangled by countless little ghosts.
Fei Zhuo laughed heartily in the air. "How else do you want to fight me? Jiang Buxun, I will make you watch your beloved die in my hands."
The soul of Yan Mi in his hand became more and more solid, until finally the soul and the body separated.
Fei Zhuo mercilessly put Yan Mi's soul into his mouth.
"No--!"
Jiang Buxun was confused for a moment and had a splitting headache. He felt something was flowing away. He looked down and saw that the red line on his finger was getting lighter.
He covered his fingers and tried desperately to pull the red line, but to no avail, until finally the red line disappeared completely.
Why? Jiang Buxun couldn't understand why they treated him like this!
Jiang Buxun was surrounded by black air and his condition became increasingly unstable.
Until the black fog completely surrounded him, Jiang Buxun quickly rushed towards Fei Zhuo. Before Fei Zhuo could take over his body, he was slapped away by Jiang Buxun.
Fei Zhuo covered his chest and coughed. Jiang Buxun's palm strike just now was extremely powerful, and his body was seriously injured.
"Jiang Buxun, you can't beat me, you can't beat me!" Fei Zhuo laughed and wanted to escape.
Jiang Buxun hugged Yan Mi in the black fog, and touched her face with trembling fingers. Yan Mi's body temperature was gradually getting colder, her breathing stopped, and her heartbeat stopped.
He was in excruciating pain. They had finally met again after so much difficulty, but she had no next life and he couldn't wait any longer!
A drop of blood-red tear fell on Yan Mi's pale face, and Jiang Buxun suddenly shed tears of blood.
He gently picked up Yan Mi, and the black mist suddenly turned into blood-red mist. The black robe looked even more eerie against the backdrop of the red blood mist.
There were bloodstains on his face left by tears and blood, and countless tentacles flew out from behind him. At this moment, he was like a Shura returning from hell, and his momentum was so strong that Cheng Qing couldn't stand steadily.
Fei Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then continued to laugh, "Hahaha, Jiang Buxun you..."
Before he could finish his words, he felt a chill on his neck. His neck had been pierced by the tentacles extended by Jiang Buxun.
He could only make a hoarse breathing sound.
When this body died, Fei Zhuo decisively chose to escape with his soul.
Because of the assistance of Yan Mi's soul, the strength of his soul has been raised to a higher level. Even though Jiang Buxun is now in a state of madness, he still found a loophole among the layers of tentacles and successfully drilled out.
Jiang Buxun held Yan Mi in his arms and cherished her very much. When he learned that Fei Zhuo had escaped, he became furious and wanted to take Yan Mi with him to chase Fei Zhuo.
But the next second after he took action, something unusual happened to Yan Mi in his arms.
He stood there in a daze, anxiously checking Yan Mi's condition.
What surprised him was that Yan Mi's heart, which had stopped beating, started beating again, and his breath, which had stopped beating, was also recovering. Although it was weak now, he could feel it.
Jiang Buxun cried with joy, and cried blood tears again.
He watched his tears and blood drip onto Yan Mi's clothes, and hurriedly went to wipe them off, but the more he wiped, the bigger the marks became, so he could only ignore them.
He slowly landed on the ground, restraining all his aura. The surrounding Taoist priests wanted to get close but didn't dare. Only the Yan family and Cheng Qing walked towards Jiang Buxun.
They had already prepared themselves mentally. Mother Yan had been crying uncontrollably and almost fainted, and Mr. Yan was also a little depressed.
When they reached Jiang Buxun, Jiang Buxun immediately sent a message to them: "Don't disturb Yan Mi, she is not dead yet."
Everyone was puzzled, thinking that her soul had just been taken away by Fei Zhuo, so how could she not be dead now.
"Sir, let us take Yan Mi back." Yan's mother said with a hoarse voice.
Jiang Buxun looked at her with a fierce look, "I told you not to disturb her, don't you understand?"
Yan's mother was stunned, but she was helpless and could only shed tears silently.
Cheng Qing couldn't stand Jiang Buxun's behavior and was about to say something when she noticed Yan Mi's hand.
If she saw correctly, Yan Mi's hand seemed to move just now.
She looked at Jiang Buwen in surprise, "Is Yan Mi not dead?"
Jiang Buxun nodded, "She's not dead, she just fell asleep."
"What?" Yan's mother and others couldn't believe their ears.
What does it mean to be not dead and what does it mean to be just asleep?
The soul leaves the body and is devoured, which is just called falling asleep.
But they also prayed in their hearts, hoping that Yan Mi was a lucky person with a long life, and that the facts were really as Jiang Buxun said.
Cheng Qing wanted to get closer to take a look, but was blocked by Jiang Buxun.
Jiang Buxun turned around and left after leaving only one sentence.
"I'll take her back first. You can't disturb me. When she wakes up, I'll bring her back to see you."
Cheng Qing and Old Man Yan wanted to follow, but Jiang Buxun stopped them, and they could only watch them leave.
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