Ning Fan's self-awareness gradually dissipated.

All that was left was a beast-like roar, and his fists angrily hit the ship's plank, causing a banging sound.

In fact, there is another reason for Ning Fan to return to China. Ning Fan has been burdened with hatred since he was a child. As he gradually became wiser, the hatred became more and more serious, coupled with the experience and killing in the dark world.

As a result, the hostility in his body was very strong. The master asked Ning Fan to return to the country so that Ning Fan would experience less killing and complete his own affairs.

boom!!!

"Roar--"

On the rocks outside the fishing boat, Ling Fei heard Ning Fan's painful roar.

I am really worried about whether Ning Fan can survive. He should do something instead of just waiting outside.

After gathering up the courage, Ling Fei walked in decisively. No matter what, she could not let Ning Fan bear the pain alone.

"Ning Fan?"

Ling Fei opened the cabin door and went in, and was immediately frightened.

The veins all over his body were swollen and his skin was red, and he was punching the wall one after another.

"Ning Fan, it's me!" Ling Fei walked in.

Ning Fan's face now looked ferocious and painful, hovering on the edge of death, and he saw a trace of Ling Fei struggling in his eyes.

But this struggle only passed by for a moment, and the rest was excitement and madness.

"Ning Fan...it's me, don't you remember me?" Ling Fei asked.

Ning Fan suddenly threw Ling Fei to the ground with a flying swoop, looking at him ferociously, his subconscious seemed to be still resisting.

"Ning Fan, what are you doing?" Ling Fei panicked, because for some unknown reason, the Ning Fan in front of her no longer recognized her.

This feeling is like facing a big devil, I may...

Tear--

The next moment, Ning Fan tore off Ling Fei's clothes.

"Ah - Ning Fan, let me go, you don't remember me..." Ling Fei struggled.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free, let alone attack Ning Fan for fear of hurting him.

Ning Fan panted heavily, and the last trace of struggle in his eyes disappeared.

"ah--"

A few minutes later, Ling Fei's call came.

A warm force entered Ling Fei's body and circulated continuously in her body.

Ling Fei didn't know what was going on, but the constant influx of power made the skin all over her body become as hot as Ning Fan's.

"Is this the anger Ning Fan is talking about?"

I don't know how much time has passed, but if it weren't for that warm power that persisted, Ling Fei would have fainted long ago.

Ning Fan lay on Ling Fei's body, the temperature on his body began to slowly recede, and he snored.

The next day!

Ning Fan immediately sat up and rubbed his temples. It felt like he had drunk a lot of wine last night.

There were all kinds of fist prints in the room. I was possessed last night and seemed to have successfully eliminated all the toxins.

Now, except for my head being a little swollen, I can say that my whole body feels comfortable and my strength has also increased a lot.

"The room seems to have been tidied up." Ning Fan looked around.

"Where's Ling Fei?"

He randomly found a floral shirt and trousers from the closet and went on the fishing boat.

The sea breeze was refreshing and the sunshine was very warm. Ning Fan saw Ling Fei making some food.

"Sister Feifei?"

"You're awake, it's okay." Ling Fei said.

Ning Fan scratched his head: "It's okay. You didn't go back to the fishing boat last night, right?"
Chapter completed!