Chapter 979: regret but too late

Mo Linger's sword really pierced the heart of the three elders.
Feng Wuchen still 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's sword stab the three elders?
"Mo Linger...you..." The third elder was full of stunned expression, and really couldn't understand why Mo Linger's sword stabbed him.
"Three Elders..." Mo Feng, Fu Chenzi, and Long Can were all dumbfounded. Was this a deviation, or was it intentional?
"Bastard! Mo Ling'er, what are you doing?" The Gorefiend roared in vain, his eyes flashing blood red, and he couldn't believe that Mo Ling'er would attack the third elder.
Yanlong also couldn't believe it. He was confused and his expression was slightly stiff.
Seeing that he could catch the wind and dust alive, no one expected that at a critical moment, Mo Ling'er stabbed the third elder.
"Bastard!" The third elder shot angrily and slammed Mo Linger's eyebrows.
"boom!"
"puff!"
Mo Ling'er spurted out a mouthful of blood, and shot out backwards, and the Third Elder was unable to fall down at this moment.
The third elder did not expect that, as the third elder of the demon clan, he would eventually die at the hands of Mo Linger.
"Outrageous! Outrageous!" The blood demon was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. The good plan was actually destroyed by Mo Linger.
"Mo Ling'er!" Feng Wuchen hurriedly flew out and grabbed the seriously injured Mo Ling'er.
The three elders smashed Mo Linger's soul with a blow with anger, and blood was constantly overflowing from the corner of his mouth. The injury was so heavy that Feng Wuchen could not do anything.
"Feng Wuchen, I regret it..." Mo Linger spoke with difficulty, her pretty face pale.
"Mo Ling'er, how are you? Hold on! Take the pill quickly." Feng Wuchen said anxiously, and quickly gave Mo Ling'er a healing pill.
"Brother Feng, can Ling'er still call you that way? I know that all of this is my own self-conceit, and I blame me for taking too much power and status to have today's tragic end." Mo Ling'er said in grief, tears kept rolling. Falling.
"Ling'er, don't talk, you are badly hurt." Feng Wuchen said worriedly.
"Brother Feng, do you know? My heart hurts when I saw you and Ling Xiaoxiao. I regretted it at that moment. I was jealous that she was more beautiful than me. I was jealous of her status above me. I was jealous. Brother Feng surpassed me. I was not reconciled. I fainted and wanted to climb up. I don't want to lose. I don't want others to look down on me." Mo Linger cried.
"Don't tell me, you are seriously injured, I will help you heal." Feng Wuchen said anxiously, while urging his true essence to help Mo Ling'er heal his wounds, while urging his soul power to protect Mo Ling'er's soul body.
But there was no effect at all, Mo Linger's injury was too serious.
The broken soul body is different from the remnant soul, and it is impossible to reconsolidate the soul body.
Mo Linger shook his head slightly and said, "No, I know my body."
"Brother Feng, I regret it. If I didn't do this back then, it must be me, Brother Feng, I'm sorry, I know that no matter what I say, you will not forgive me, and I know all this. I can't turn my head back." Mo Ling'er said in grief, and now he regrets it greatly.
It is a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world, and regrets will never go back to the past.
Feng Wuchen really couldn't forgive Mo Ling'er, it would be impossible in this life.
"I'm really stupid, blinded by fame and fortune, I really regret it, but I can't look back anymore. I have missed it once. If there is an afterlife, I will never miss it again." Mo Ling'er wept in grief. Dao, it's a pity that Mo Ling'er will never have another life.
"No, no, I will save you." Feng Wuchen said quickly.
"Brother Feng, I... can I go back to the past? I miss the old Ling'er so much, I really want to go back to Wushuang..." Mo Ling'er looked at Feng Wuchen and asked. In my mind are all memories of Wushuang City.
At this moment, how much she wished she could go back to the past, hoping that none of this happened.
Mo Ling'er'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. Feng Wuchen's pill and soul power were of no avail.
"Yes..." Feng Wuchen answered for a long time, but it was a pity that Mo Linger could not hear it.
The grief pierced Feng Wuchen's heart deeply, and the figure of Mo Linger who was in his heart disappeared at this moment.
The moment Mo Linger's arm fell, the soul body had completely dispersed.
Mo Ling'er is dead.
Although Mo Ling'er had regretted it, it was too late, and finally left the world with regret.
"Ling'er!" Feng Wuchen closed his eyes in grief, and images of Mo Ling'er with Mo Ling'er in Wushuang City kept appearing in his mind.
Mo Ling'er and Feng Wuchen's childhood sweethearts, even if what happened back then made Feng Wuchen full of hatred for Mo Ling'er, but deep in Feng Wuchen's heart, there is always the figure of Mo Ling'er from before.
"Peng!"
The black fire urged it out, and Feng Wuchen glanced at Mo Ling'er for the last time, then gently waved his hand, a wisp of black fire slowly covered Mo Ling'er's body.
"Ling'er, farewell, without your betrayal, maybe there would be no Feng Wuchen today, thank you." Feng Wuchen's heart is heavy.
Mo Ling'er's body slowly turned into ashes and dispersed, and finally all disappeared.
"Kill them for me!" Feng Wuchen yelled in a low voice, violent anger surged into his heart, and fierce murderous aura rose to the sky.
"Withdraw!" the blood demon shouted angrily, holding back the anger in his heart.
Before Yan Long and Long Can take action, the figure of Blood Demon, Demon Wind, and Fu Chenzi turned into black mist and disappeared.
The task of snatching the power of the ancient times has failed, and will not be evacuated. Once the Dragon Temple powerhouse arrives, the blood demons will be too late to leave.
Crazy Leopard's terrifying power is not a joke.
"Master, you are seriously injured, so go back and heal your injuries first." Yanlong said, the blood demons have the supreme body technique of the demons, and Yanlong can hardly keep them.
"Venerable Yanlong, let the master be alone." Long Can said through the voice, seeing Feng Wuchen in a very bad mood.
Yanlong nodded slightly, and the two of them flashed away and left.
"Ling'er, rest in peace, leave this world, it may be better for you, I hope you live better in another world." Feng Wuchen secretly said in his heart.
Feng Wuchen and Mo Linger's love affair was completely cut off at this moment.
Mo Ling'er is just a passer-by in Feng Wuchen's life. Mo Ling'er's betrayal has already destined Feng Wuchen to no longer have any nostalgia for her.
I don't know how long it took. After the sky gradually darkened, Feng Wuchen flew away.
Feng Wuchen was not distressed because of Mo Linger's death, it was just sadness.
The death of Mo Ling'er made Feng Wuchen determined to destroy the demons.