Chapter 979

Name:Dragon God Supreme Author:Qi Luan
Mo Linger's sword really pierced the third elder's heart.

Feng Wuchen wanted to resist, but found that Mo Linger's attack suddenly changed direction, and finally stabbed the third elder.

Feng Wuchen's eyes widened in disbelief.

what's the problem? Why did Mo Linger stab the third elder with this sword?

"Mo Linger...you..." The third elder was stunned, and really couldn't understand why Mo Linger stabbed him with this sword.

"Three elders..." Mo Feng, Fu Chenzi and Long Can were stunned. Was this a mistake, or was it intentional?

"Damn! Mo Linger, what are you doing?" Gorefiend roared in vain, his eyes flashing blood red, he couldn't believe that Mo Linger would attack the third elder.

Yan Long couldn't believe it, he was confused and his expression was slightly stiff.

It seemed that they could catch Feng Wuchen alive, but no one expected that at a critical moment, Mo Linger stabbed the third elder.

"Bastard!" The third elder shot angrily and slammed his palm towards Mo Linger's eyebrows.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Mo Linger sprayed out a mouthful of blood, and the figure was shot backwards, and the third elder was unable to fall down at this moment.

The third elder never expected that, as the third elder of the Demon Race, he would eventually die at the hands of Mo Linger.

"What's the point! It's so outrageous!" The blood demon was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, and Mo Linger's good plan was actually ruined.

"Mo Linger!" Feng Wuchen hurriedly flew out and grabbed the seriously injured Mo Linger.

With an angry blow, the third elder had already shattered Mo Linger's soul body, blood was constantly spilling from the corners of his mouth, and the injuries were so severe that Feng Wuchen was powerless.

"Feng Wuchen, I regret it..." Mo Linger said with difficulty, her pretty face turning pale.

"Mo Linger, how are you? Hold on! Take the medicine pill quickly." Feng Wuchen said anxiously, and hurriedly gave Mo Linger a healing pill.

"Brother Feng, can Linger still call you that? I know that all of this is my own fault, and it's my fault that I take power and status too seriously, which is why I have today's tragic end." Mo Linger said sadly, tears kept rolling down Falling.

"Ling'er, don't talk, you are seriously injured." Feng Wuchen said worriedly.

"Brother Feng, do you know? When I saw you and Ling Xiaoxiao together, my heart ached, and at that moment I regretted it. I was jealous that she was prettier than me. I was jealous that she was above me. I was jealous. Brother Feng surpassed me, I'm not reconciled, I lost my head and wanted to climb up, I don't want to lose, I don't want others to look down on me." Mo Ling'er cried.

"Don't say it, you are seriously injured, I will help you heal." Feng Wuchen said anxiously, while urging Zhen Yuan to help Mo Ling'er heal, while urging his soul force to protect Mo Ling'er's soul body.

But it didn't work at all, Mo Linger's injury was too serious.

The broken soul body is different from the remnant soul, and the soul body cannot be reunited at all.

Mo Ling'er shook her head slightly and said, "No need, I know my body."

"Brother Feng, I regret it very much. If I didn't do this back then, it must have been me, brother Feng, I'm sorry, I know that no matter what I say, you will never forgive me, and I know all this. There's no turning back." Mo Ling'er said sadly, and now she is very regretful.

It is a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world, and regret will never return to the past.

Feng Wuchen really couldn't forgive Mo Linger, it was impossible in this life.

"I'm really stupid. I was blinded by fame and fortune. I really regret it. Unfortunately, I can't go back. I've missed it once. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely not miss it again." Mo Linger cried bitterly. Dao, unfortunately, Mo Linger will not have an afterlife.

"No, no, I will save you." Feng Wuchen said quickly.

"Brother Feng, I... can I go back to the past? I miss Ling'er so much, I really want to go back to Wushuang..." Mo Linger looked at Feng Wuchen and asked, The memories of Peerless City are all in his mind.

At this moment, how much she wishes she could go back to the past, wishing that none of this had happened.

Mo Linger's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and she wanted to reach out to touch Feng Wuchen's face, but halfway through, she was unable to fall, and Feng Wuchen's medicinal pills and soul power were useless.

"Yes..." Feng Wuchen took a long time to answer, but unfortunately Mo Linger couldn't hear it.

The grief was deeply stabbed in Feng Wuchen's heart, and the figure of Mo Linger in the past disappeared at this moment.

The moment Mo Linger's arm fell, the soul body had completely dissipated.

Meringer is dead.

Although Mo Linger regretted it, it was too late, and finally left this world with regret.

"Ling'er!" Feng Wuchen closed his eyes in grief, and the images of Mo Linger in Peerless City kept appearing in his mind.

Mo Linger and Feng Wuchen were childhood sweethearts, even though what happened back then made Feng Wuchen hate Mo Linger, but in the depths of Feng Wuchen's heart, there was always the figure of Mo Linger before.

"Pong!"

The black fire was pushed out, and Feng Wuchen took a last look at Mo Linger, then waved his hand gently, and a wisp of black fire slowly covered Mo Linger's whole body.

"Linger, farewell, without your betrayal, there might not be Feng Wuchen today, thank you." Feng Wuchen's heart was extremely heavy.

Mo Linger's body slowly turned into ashes and dispersed, and finally all dissipated.

"Kill them for me!" Feng Wuchen roared in a low voice, monstrous anger surged into his heart, and a mad murderous aura surged into the sky.

"Withdraw!" Gorefiend shouted angrily, holding back the anger in his heart.

Before Yanlong and Longcan could make a move, the figure of Gorefiend, Mofeng and Fu Chenzi disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The mission to snatch the power of the ancient times has failed, and if they don't leave, once the Dragon Temple powerhouses arrive, it will be too late for the Gorefiends to leave.

Crazy Leopard's terrifying strength is no joke.

"Master, you're seriously injured, you should go back to heal first." Yan Long said, Gorefiend and the others possessed the supreme movement technique of the Demon Race, and Yan Long and the others were also difficult to keep.

"Venerable Yanlong, let the master be quiet for a while." Long Can said through a voice transmission, and it could be seen that Feng Wuchen was in a very bad mood.

Yan Long nodded slightly, and the two then walked away.

"Linger, rest in peace, leaving this world may be better for you, I hope you live better in another world." Feng Wuchen secretly said in his heart.

The love between Feng Wuchen and Mo Linger was completely cut off at this moment.

Mo Linger was just a passer-by in Feng Wuchen's life, and Mo Linger's betrayal had already destined Feng Wuchen to no longer have any nostalgia for her.

I don't know how long it took, but when the sky gradually darkened, Feng Wuchen flew away.

Feng Wuchen wasn't grief-stricken by Mo Linger's death, it was just sadness.

Mo Linger's death made Feng Wuchen more determined to destroy the demons. (To be continued)