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"A light cone vendor? A wet nurse?"

A twisted smile, as if mocked, appeared on the illusory face.

She opened her mouth as if to say something,

Qiye had already shouted in Walter's direction before she could:

"Uncle Yang! Do it now! Kill her!"

Walter pushed up his glasses, and that arrogant smile on his lips returned.

He had been using a gravitational field to suppress Huanlong, just waiting for this sentence.

Hahahaha! It should have been done a long time ago!

"My gravitational field has been pressing down on her for so long, just waiting for you to speak!"

He raised his right hand and suddenly clenched his five fingers.

The afterimage of the black hole reformed in his palm.

The rotation speed is faster than before.

The distorted light at the edges cast a flickering glow across the entire square.

He pushed forward, and the black hole slipped from his hand.

It slammed straight at Huanlong, who tried to break free.

However, her illusory body was completely unable to move under the dual suppression.

They could only watch helplessly as the black sphere drew closer and closer.

It swallowed her entire body inch by inch.

"You ants, I will not let you get away with this..."

The Great Lord of Annihilation never…

Before she could finish her roar, the roar of the black hole had already swallowed everything.

Walter reached out and grasped, and the black hole slowly shrank, finally turning into a tiny point of light.

It vanished into the air, as if it had never existed.

The square fell silent again.

The Cloud Cavalry soldiers looked at each other, still reeling from the series of unexpected events.

March 7th, I strode towards Qiye.

Standing in front of Qiye, hands on hips, her lips moved as if she wanted to scold him, but she held back in the end:

"You're really not dead! You bastard, do you know how scared I was just now!"

I've even thought about what color you want for the wreaths.

So you really didn't die!

Do you know what I went through in those last few seconds?!

I've never experienced such emotional highs and lows in my entire life!

Qi Ye stood there watching her scold him, and felt guilty!

He reached out to pat March 7th on the shoulder, but she slapped his hand away.

He could only scratch the back of his head and innocently explain:

"It's because of the circumstances."

Huanlong has been pretending to be Tingyun. If I don't push her, how could she possibly reveal her true form?

Although Uncle Yang is strong, he cannot directly attack Ting Yun.

After all, in other people's eyes, she was still the ferryman of the Tianbo Bureau.

I could only let her stab me; the moment she made a move, I would be exposed.

Then Uncle Yang could have a legitimate reason to kill her.

The plan was a great success; look, she's completely gone now.

"A plan? You call that a plan?"

You call having your heart crushed a plan?

The voices for March 7th rose even higher.

"The only flaw in this plan was that I didn't expect her to be so skilled at removing the heart."

But the result is correct, isn't it?

Look at her now, there's not even a trace left.

And honestly, I didn't lose out by taking that hit.

Just think about it, the Great Lord of Annihilation personally opened his heart to me. I can brag about this for several lifetimes.

This can be used as a case study when promoting light cones in the future.

"Even the Great Lord of Annihilation couldn't kill you, what are you still hesitating for?"

As she spoke, Qi Ye made a sales gesture.

March 7th got angry and slapped him again.

This time he didn't dodge, he took the hit, and then he smiled and said...

"I'm sorry to have worried you."

March 7th glared at him and muttered something.

"If you do this again, I'll sell all your Light Cone inventory to the Black Tower."

Xing stood to the side, speaking with great confidence:

"I saw through it a long time ago. Xiaoxi Ye, are you still trying to lie to me? You might as well wait another 2 years!"

After settling San Yueqi and Xing one by one, Qi Ye turned to look at Jing Liu.

His little master was standing beside him, his little hands still clutching the hem of his clothes.

Qiye crouched down, looking directly at Jingliu.

He patted her blood-stained white hair, his gentleness a stark contrast to his earlier verbal outburst.

"I'm sorry for making you see such a terrible scene again."

But this time was different. This time I didn't die, I was just a little injured, and I recovered quickly.

Feel it; the heartbeat has returned to normal.

He took Jingliu's small hand and pressed it against his chest.

The newborn heart was beating strongly in the chest cavity.

Jingliu's small hand rested on Qiye's chest.

I could feel that heart beating strongly.

It's different from back then.

All she found when she knelt in the pool of blood were fragments.

I can't touch anything, and I can't hear anything.

But now, her heart is still beating. She lowered her head, buried her face in Qi Ye's shoulder, and said:

"My disciple, I'm so sorry! I failed to protect you again!"

Qi Ye patted her back to comfort her:

"Alright, alright, Master, don't worry, I'm not dead yet, am I?"

Fu Xuan stood to the side the whole time, her face still bearing Qi Ye's blood, her eyes red-rimmed.

But his expression had returned to the calm that a diviner should have.

She waited until Xiye finished whispering to Jingliu.

He stepped forward and punched Qi Ye in the chest with all his might.

The force was so great that Qiye let out a muffled groan.

"I told you to play dead."

She punched it again.

"You've given me cause for concern."

He hammered it again.

"I'll teach you to not explain yourself clearly."

By the fourth strike, the force had lessened considerably.

Her hand remained suspended in mid-air, not falling.

Finally, she withdrew her hand and turned her face away.

"Next time this happens, at least inform me in advance."

It's not that I can't cooperate with you, it's just that...

Her voice trailed off as she spoke.

It was as if he didn't know how to end the sentence, leaving only a vague mutter.

On March 7th, having regained his senses, he couldn't help but speak up:

"Wait, so Tingyun is actually the Great Lord of Extinction, Huanlong, in disguise?"

Where is the real Tingyun now? Hopefully nothing bad has happened to him.

Upon hearing this, Fu Xuan composed himself, suppressed his emotions, and spoke:

"I'm afraid that the real Tingyun was replaced a long time ago."

However, the current situation is complicated, and many hidden dangers have not yet been clarified, so there is simply no time to investigate this matter in detail.

We've already wasted too much time; we must hurry to Lin Yuan Realm!

After saying that, he turned and started walking towards the port.

Qi Ye watched Fu Xuan's retreating figure, picked up Jing Liu, and quickly walked a few steps to catch up.

March 7th and the star followed behind.

Walter was still floating in mid-air, arrogantly directing the Cloud Cavalry to reorganize their formation.

Yan Qing sheathed her sword and followed behind Fu Xuan, still showing some lingering shock on her face.

On the way from the square to the port, Xing began to explain to Yanqing the various stories about "Qiye being like this before."

This includes, but is not limited to, stealing one's own offerings at the funeral after being smashed by the Doomsday Beast.

Yanqing listened in a daze, her worldview being rebuilt at a visible speed.