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Ling Yun subconsciously activated the same spirit pattern, but he did not discover anything, and not only did his mouth form a cold smile, his eyes flashed with interest, and he pretended to be confused as he asked: "Ling'er, what happened to me?"

As he spoke, he rubbed the space between his eyebrows and grimaced, a pained expression on his face.

The pain was not an act. It was real. The boundless pain kept on coming, and it struck his heart.

If he did not already know that he had unknowingly fallen for the trap, then all of this would be a lie. Just the pain from being cut in half and the incomparably real feeling made him feel that it was real.

"Big Brother Ling Yun, have you forgotten everything?" Ling'er tenderly raised her hand and placed it on Ling Yun's forehead, she gently smoothed out the fine lines on his forehead, her beautiful willow leaf eyebrows knitted slightly, her eyes revealed a look of blame, but most of it was filled with concern, as she softly explained to Ling Yun.

"Big Brother Ling Yun, have you forgotten? In this Ancient Ruins, because you are too famous and are being targeted, you are regarded as a thorn in our side. A few days ago, you were even ambushed by Wen Shang and joined forces with the heaven's pride experts of other forces to besiege you …

If not for the fact that you used the secret method at the last moment and I had rushed over just in time, you would have been dead by now. "

She then sighed and said with a hint of complaint, "Oh you, you are so stubborn. Why do you have to be so stubborn? It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

He knows it's a trap, but why would he jump in? If something happens to you, what do you want me, Cai'er and the Canton Princess to do? Why don't you think about us? "

Ling Yun blinked his eyes. Although waves of pain were coming at him unceasingly, his face was still filled with a strange expression as he looked at Ling'er with a smile that was not a smile. He squinted his eyes.

It seemed that this illusion that could steal the thoughts of others still had its flaws.

He understood Ling'er very well, and it was true that Ling'er's attitude towards him had changed greatly since the two of them had made their love.

However, there was one thing that did not change. Ling'er was a very proud person, no matter how much he loved Ling Yun in his heart, he would not display it too clearly, nor say it out loud.

A lot of her love for Ling Yun was embodied in... When he was beating Ling Yun up...

As the saying goes, hit is love, not fight, not curse, not love …

"Ling'er, I need you to help me heal my injuries!" The corner of his mouth raised into a cold arc, a faint smile surfaced on Ling Yun's pale face, and he said gently.

He was startled, then a look of delight flashed past his eyes, and then disappeared in a flash. If it wasn't for the fact that Ling Yun had been paying attention to him for a while, he wouldn't have noticed anything, so he nodded and replied, "Alright!"

As she spoke, she helped Ling Yun up and walked to the side. A pair of long and narrow eyes scanned the surroundings like a falcon, the tyrannical spirit energy around her surged, and waves after waves of heat waves emitted from her body.

Ling Yun secretly sneered, and slowly closed his eyes. He already knew that he had fallen into an illusion, but there was nothing he could do.

It was because the current him was truly like an extremely serious injury to his body. It was as if all his bones were shattered. Even if it was only a light movement, boundless pain surged forth like a tide.

For his' injuries', the others could only suppress the raging spiritual energy at most, barely keeping his condition stable. As for the treatment, he had to rely on himself, since others could not help.