"Master! You better not die! If you, this scourge, die, who will highlight the kindness of the good people in this world?" Ghost Face didn't care about provoking Shang Xiye anymore, and his mouth ranted incoherently: "If you, this scourge, die, I'll eat all the delicious food that the mistress makes all by myself!"
However, this time Shang Xiye did not argue or hold a grudge against him.
His face turned even paler, and the once full muscles on his face began to shrivel, while his healthy and radiant skin began to shrink and wrinkle.
He was like a deflated balloon, his whole being withering and shrinking at a visible rate.
"Master! Are you fucking serious?!" Ghost Face roared, his voice trembling with tears.
"Brother Shang..." Xue Bingling called out sadly in her heart, her eyes brimming with tears that finally broke free.
But she dared not stop chanting. If she kept going and persisted a little longer, they might still have a glimmer of hope.
But if she stops, all their previous efforts will be in vain, and they will have no chance of survival.
Maple Moon Continent.
Ji Fengyao thought she could just endure it like last time, but she didn't expect her heartache to get worse and worse.
It felt as if someone was relentlessly slicing and cutting her chest with an extremely dull knife, shattering her heart into pieces. The pain caused her to curl up in agony, unable to even hold onto her little thirteen-year-old son.
Afraid that she might subconsciously hurt Xiao Shisan, she simply let go, turned around, hugged herself, and left the Tower of Life.
"Huh..." Little Thirteen didn't understand what had happened.
Ji Fengyao suddenly disappeared. He looked up in confusion, crawling on the lawn in the garden and sometimes standing up to walk a few steps, peeking out to look for his beloved master.
At this moment, Ji Fengyao lay on her couch, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists and placed on her chest.
There, there is a teardrop-shaped green mark, left by the mysterious jade piece.
She, Shang Xiye, and Hei Xiao each have one.
Who was it? Who could have done something to cause her such pain? Ji Fengyao bit her lower lip so hard that blood spilled from the corner of her lips.
"Your Highness...is that you...?"
Two glistening tears slid down from the corners of her eyes. The young bandit choked out a soft sob, then everything went black, and she fainted completely.
As she fainted, a wisp of milky-white mist, as thick as a soybean sprout, wafted out from the Tower of Life.
The white mist, as if it possessed life and consciousness, swiftly and directly entered the teardrop-shaped green mark on her chest.
Just as the white mist disappeared into the green mark on Ji Fengyao's body.
The green marks on Hei Xiao and Shang Xiye, as well as the green mark on someone freely roaming in a certain realm, almost simultaneously emitted a shimmering green light, as if they had been activated.
"Alas, how long has it been since the marks of life in the four realms lit up simultaneously due to the call of life and death?" Someone from a certain realm murmured, looking down at the green light on his right shoulder that even his robes couldn't cover, filled with nostalgia and sorrow.
Finally, he raised his palm and gathered a ball of milky-white spiritual energy the size of an egg, which he slowly poured into his green mark.
On the continent of Danling, Black Owl also sensed the call for mutual support within the green mark.
He was very familiar with this summoning power; it was Xiao Jiu's aura!
Without hesitation, Black Owl immediately raised his palm and pressed it against the green mark on his body, channeling a large amount of spiritual power into it.
"Brother Xiao Chen, what's wrong?" Ji Fengxiao felt the sword wobbling and looked up at Hei Xiao with a puzzled expression.
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