The air is as heavy as lead, which makes people unable to get angry.

Even Jun Feise, who was watching this scene, knew that it was just a phantom, subconsciously held her breath! His heartbeat also missed several beats.

It seemed as if after a long time, and as if after a moment, Feng Xinglan stared at her and finally spoke slowly: "How should Master recover his skills?"

Master Jun took a breath and said coldly: "According to the rules of Ziwei Sect, if you chase the disciples out of the wall, you will dig up the spirit core and destroy him as an ordinary person..."

Feng Xinglan chuckled and said slowly: "Then Master is going to dig out my spiritual core?"

"You are just going your own way, and you are not allowed to do it!" Master Jun was furious!

"Okay!" Feng Xinglan only said two words, and a short dagger with a cold light suddenly appeared in his palm, and his backhand was inserted into his chest! The dagger was sharp and penetrated into the top, and blood was instantly gushing out.

"What are you doing!" Master Jun's eyes changed and rushed over!

But Feng Xinglan's movements were as fast as lightning. The short dagger entered his body, stirred it with the flow, and when he pulled it out, a crystal clear spiritual core was inserted at the tip of the dagger!

He actually dug out the spiritual core by himself!

Master Jun wanted to stop him, but it was too late to watch him dig out the spirit core, and watched the spirit core, which was rare in a thousand years, break into pieces at the tip of his dagger, and landed on the ground...

"Master, is it OK?" he asked.

Blood spurted out from the wound on his chest, and Master Jun was almost rushing towards him.

Master Jun's face was paler than him, and his whole body trembled slightly: "You!"

It was obviously painful to dig up the spirit core alive. Feng Xinglan's face was terrible, but he was indeed a ruthless character. After destroying the spirit core, he threw the dagger on the ground: "This weapon was also given by the master, so I'll return it."

His whole body was covered in blood, his lips were smiling, his eyes were scarlet, and there was a layer of tears floating in his eyes. He glanced at Master Jun who was staying there, turned around and left.

He was seriously injured and staggered, almost hitting the ground several times.

Master Jun behind him never moved, and there was no intention to stop him.

He felt even more desperate. It turned out that he was really nothing in her mind...

He didn't look back, and just stumbled.

Jun Feise, who was watching, saw her hands cold. She couldn't help looking at the Master Jun, but found that it seemed like a layer of thick fog was separated, and she could not see her expression clearly at all. She only saw her shadow standing alone there...

...

The wind roared sharply above the head, and the sky was covered with red clouds. It was winter, but it started to rain heavily. The rain fell on the ground and formed ice. Feng Xinglan's face turned pale. He almost slipped in one step in the wind and rain. The blood from his chest was still flowing out, so he was too lazy to care...

He fell into a hunter's trap and rolled in water and mud. The trap was hunting large beasts and was extremely deep.

He struggled at the bottom of the pit for a while, but he wanted to climb out, but in vain.

He simply lay in the mud and water. He didn't know what he thought of, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. The smile patterns became deeper and deeper, and suddenly he burst into laughter, like a madman.

The rain washed over his face and slid down the corners of his eyes. He didn't know whether it was water or tears. He simply opened his arms and let the mud and water freeze around him. Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep like this!

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Chapter completed!