Zheng Ling's face was pale and her body was shaking like a sieve.

"Prajna, if the story goes back to the starting point, if Hua Ying at that time was as transparent and sophisticated as I am now, or if you can appear in time after I make a mistake, I think even if I love him again, I will resolutely do it.

leave him and help you."

Tears flashed in Zheng Ling's eyes: "But, I have been with him for so long, it is dependence and habit. If you ask me to leave him and the child now, it is tantamount to removing my flesh and blood."

She begged Prajna bitterly: "Prajna, is there any other way that I can make up for you, make you less painful, and allow me to live?"

Prajna was extremely angry and laughed back: "Yan Zhengling, the thought of being separated from him makes you very painful, right? But you have to know that I have been in pain for a long time. I spend every minute and every second in this kind of pain."

Zhengling closed her eyes in despair. At this moment, she could feel the pain of Prajna. She was full of guilt for Prajna. "I'm sorry."

She slowly walked towards her and decided to give herself to her: "Prajna, if my death can make you vent your anger, then do it."

Prajna raised his hand, and Zheng Ling's soul thread began to leak. Blue light overflowed from Zheng Ling's body.

Prajna was stunned: "You are actually..."

The unsaid words finally came to an abrupt end.

Zheng Ling opened her eyes and looked at her in surprise.

At this time, she saw black smoke filling Prajna's eyes. Zheng Ling's chaotic mind suddenly became clear. She quickly stepped back and stared at Prajna. "You are a devil."

Prajna said: "I am not a demon, I am originally an immortal."

Zheng Ling said: "Then why are there black energy in your eyes?"

Prajna said: "There is too much hatred."

Zheng Ling was speechless.

Prajna took advantage of her unpreparedness and suddenly struck out with a palm. Zheng Ling received the palm and felt as if her body had lost weight and was about to decompose.

Consciousness begins to blur.

"Zheng Ling." Suddenly, a familiar voice gradually approached.

"Brother Jue," Zheng Ling said.

Zhan Hanjue felt it in time and picked up Zheng Ling from the ground. When Zheng Ling saw Zhan Hanjue and remembered what Prajna said, her eyes filled with sadness and grievance.

"I'm sorry, Brother Jue. I was too willful and broke you apart." Because of her sadness, Zheng Ling had no idea of ​​​​survival.

Zhan Hanjue frowned. "Zheng Ling, no matter what she tells you, don't believe her."

Zheng Ling said: "Brother Jue, she is Wuji's fiancée, right?"

Lord Zhan Han said, "It's a long story."

"That's it." Zheng Ling's body suddenly began to disintegrate, and jacaranda petals flew out from her body.

"Zheng Ling, you can't..." Lord Zhan Han roared heartbreakingly.

At this time, a soul bead flew over and floated on Zheng Ling's head.

Those scattered petals flew back into Zheng Ling's body.

Lord Zhan Han looked at the owner of the soul bead, and he looked at Jun Tianze with a distressed face: "Jun Tianze, you can't, your soul will be wiped out like this."

Jun Tianze said: "I saved my mother, even if my soul is gone, I will have no regrets."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Tianze's body turned transparent, and only a strand of soul was pulled out, and it fell to the ground and transformed into a cold treasure.

And Jun Tianze slowly disappeared.

"Han Bao." The sisters from the Military Intelligence Palace stepped forward to support Han Bao. They hugged Han Bao excitedly, crying and laughing.

"Hanbao, you are finally back."
Chapter completed!