"I will arrange it properly, rest assured, Lord Evil King." The Necromancer Mage sneered at the corner of his mouth, his pupils exuding a chilly light.
Evil King's Crusade smiled with satisfaction!
They and Ling Yun had already reached a state where only one could survive, and to be honest, if he did not claw back a win, he would die unreconciled.
Ghost Island!
Ling Yun told the little ones a few stories, and they fell asleep peacefully, while he turned and stepped out of the tent, looking up at the sky!
Yan Xuefei emerged from a tent in the distance. The two of them acted as if they had made an appointment, exchanging a glance that seemed accidental.
Ling Yun walked a few steps and sat down, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth!
Yan Xuefei said, "Are you feeling better?"
"I'm fine. I'll surely have to trouble you on the Martial Soul Continent from now on."
"What are you saying? It's just that as for the Yin Poison Grass you need, this concubine is afraid she can't do much, but I'll do my best to inquire about it," Yan Xuefei said.
"Leave it to fate!"
The two of them did not speak after that, lying quietly on the ground and gazing up at the starry sky!
Not knowing how much time had passed, Yan Xuefei frowned slightly and said, "That mysterious woman who suddenly appeared today—why did this concubine feel a sense of familiarity?"
"Like you, both of you possess the special Martial Soul of the Undying Blood Phoenix. Strictly speaking, the undying Martial Soul within your body is hers," Ling Yun stated truthfully.
"Ah... The Undying Blood Phoenix Martial Soul is hers?" Yan Xuefei widened her pupils in shock.
"That's right. She created it using