Leng Qing was brought to the Magic Association. The healing mage could only barely control her dangerous condition and could not completely remove the dark matter from her body in a short period of time.
Xiao Ping's condition was still relatively optimistic. The loss of blood was quickly replenished through blood transfusions. The two hospital beds were placed together, with Lingling and Mo Fan standing beside them, but they felt even more uneasy.
"You two should go and have some rest. Although the patient can't wake up yet, his life is not in danger. I believe our pharmacy team will find a way to help them overcome the difficulty." Feng Zhoulong patted Mo Fan. and Lingling's shoulders, indicating that they didn't need to worry too much.
Mo Fan and Lingling were indeed tired. They rushed from the Magic City and followed the secret message to Leng Qing as soon as they got off the plane. Their nerves were tense as they faced the terrifying killer and then sent them to a safe place. Guardian treatment
"Go and sleep next door for a while. Don't worry, no matter how weird that killer's ability is, he will never break into our Southern Magic Association." Feng Zhoulong said.
Mo Fan and Lingling couldn't hold it any longer, so they went to the room next door to lie down for a while. Feng Zhoulong also specially sent someone to watch Leng Qing and Xiao Ping, which was an added layer of protection.
"Don't worry, your sister will be fine." Mo Fan comforted Lingling.
Lingling would easily panic when something happened to her sister. Normally, she would calmly think of a way to deal with it, but at this time, she could only lean on Mo Fan's arms, looking a little helpless.
"Be good, go get some sleep." Mo Fan carried Lingling to the bed and covered her with a quilt.
Lingling stared at Mo Fan with big eyes. Mo Fan flicked her forehead and said, "Hurry up and sleep."
"I'm not used to a man in my house." Lingling said.
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Mo Fan reluctantly walked out and walked towards the glass corridor. His mental power was relatively strong. If he didn't fight, he would be resting.
Sitting on the spot, Mo Fan planned to meditate here to restore some magic energy, but then his cell phone rang.
"Brother Mo Fan!" Xinxia's crisp voice echoed, making Mo Fan's ears feel comfortable for a while. Just hearing this voice, Mo Fan wanted to get out of the phone and go to Xinxia's side, and then put this delicious food The girl held her in her arms and gave her a good rub.
However, before Mo Fan could speak, Xinxia said with a little excitement, "Guess where I am?"
"Oh?" Mo Fan raised his eyebrows and asked like this, which meant that Xinxia was probably very close to him.
Could it be that the Parthenon finally gave Xinxia a holiday, and Xinxia returned directly to her country.
Mo Fan has been in China recently and has not been idle at all. He promised to go to the Parthenon every once in a while to nourish his heart, but he has been delayed until now, which makes Mo Fan feel a little guilty.
Alas, this long-distance relationship is really painful. When will you be able to practice teleportation to the realm of gods? Set up your own exclusive space array in the Parthenon in Xinxia, and fly to her when you miss her. Go, sneak up on her while she is sleeping soundly, hey hey hey hey!
"Little Flame Fairy, please tell me where your little mother is?" Mo Fan said hurriedly.
"Ah, why are you like this!!" Xinxia was very dissatisfied.
Sharing the same heart, Little Flame Fairy actually knows Xinxia's position very well. In fact, Little Flame Fairy is sleeping soundly at this moment. Mo Fan is just making a little joke with Xinxia.
"In China?" Mo Fan asked.
"Yeah!" Xinxia responded happily.
"In the Magic City?" Mo Fan asked.
"That's not right." Xinxia said with a little pride.
"My Highness, please at least put on a hat. We will be in trouble if we are recognized. Things are different now. You need to remember your identity as a candidate for the Parthenon wherever you go. Qian Thousands of believers are concerned about your safety, don’t give evil people an opportunity to take advantage of you.”
Mo Fan and Xinxia were chatting happily, when an old voice sighed loudly from beside Xinxia, speaking in International Language, which Mo Fan could understand.
During the phone call between Mo Fan and Xinxia, Xinxia mentioned this old sage to Mo Fan more than once. He was chatty, overly cautious, and meticulous. If he could speak less, he would be a perfect old sage. .
"Then where are you? Don't tell me you are in Guangzhou." Mo Fan automatically ignored the old lady beside Xinxia.
"Look up." Xinxia said.
Mo Fan raised his head and looked up. He was probably at the height of the 70th floor of the Canton Tower at the moment. Looking up from here, what he could see was naturally a black sky, covered with some dust and mist.
Mo Fan looked up for a while and suddenly found a red dot flickering in the night sky, moving slowly, as if it was about to fly over Guangzhou.
"Are you on that plane?" Mo Fan laughed and asked excitedly.
"Yeah!" Xinxia also looked very happy.
She came here to give Mo Fan a surprise, and the reason why she knew Mo Fan was on the Guangzhou Tower that stood in the night sky was because she felt where Little Flame Fairy was.
"What class of cabin are you sitting in, and you can actually talk on the phone?" Mo Fan said.
"Brother Mo Fan, it's strange that you care about me."
"Hahaha, just jump off, I promise to catch you!" Mo Fan looked up at the flashing red passenger plane and became more and more expectant.
"Tata will definitely disagree." Xinxia said.
When Mo Fan and Xinxia were talking to each other from a height of several thousand meters, Xiao Ping, who was lying on the bed not far away in the ward, let out a slight groan.
Someone was guarding the door. When the person heard the sound, he glanced inside. After realizing that it was the patient's voice, he stopped paying attention. The gatekeeper looked left and right, hesitated for a while, lit a cigarette, and leaned a little further away. Enjoy the place.
To be honest, unless the killer is a forbidden curse mage, there is no way he can get through the heavy security of Guangzhou Tower and enter here. He doesn't care about the guard. It is nothing more than a waste of time.
In the ward, the lights are dimmed to allow patients to have a better rest.
Xiao Ping was lying on the white sheets, her neck was bandaged, and the cut artery was slowly recovering with the effect of the medicine and healing magic.
But suddenly, black blood began to overflow from Xiao Ping's wound. The black blood seeped into the bandage, as if something strange was leaking out.
There was more black blood, and Xiao Ping's body was trembling slightly.
Suddenly, the black blood gave off a strange light, and the light projected Xiao Ping's figure onto the white wall, projecting a black outline of her lying on the hospital bed.
The black silhouette suddenly stood up on its own and took very strange steps.
There was no shadow on his face, only his back. The ghostly figure tiptoed to Leng Qing's bedside. As if mocking those who were trying their best to protect Leng Qing, he grinned at the door with a creepy and cold expression. The smile!
"Uh-huh!!!"
The shadow hand was turned into a blade, and it was thrust towards Leng Qing's chest. The shadow blade penetrated directly into Leng Qing's heart. Although it did not leave any scars on Leng Qing's body, it allowed the life-threatening black substance to be injected into Leng Qing's heart. In Leng Qing’s heart!
Leng Qing's slowly beating heart was like a flower poisoned by corrosion, beginning to wither and wither!
"Ahhh!!!!!!"
There was a piercing scream. Mo Fan, who was talking to Xinxia, immediately turned around and found that the sound was coming from Leng Qing's ward.
Mo Fan hurriedly rushed to the door of the ward, and first saw the distraught Lingling sitting on the ground, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Mo Fan, sister is dead, sister is dead!" Lingling regained a little bit of consciousness when she saw Mo Fan, but her spirit completely collapsed.
After finally bringing Leng Qing to the Magic Association and taking care of her, she finally stabilized her condition. After a while, she passed away.
"The heart won't beat anymore," Feng Zhoulong said. While saying this, he also had a look of disbelief.
Why did Leng Qing die? The old healing mage clearly said that her condition was stabilized, but her heart suddenly stopped beating.
"Dark matter." Mo Fan quickly noticed something strange and pointed at Leng Qing's chest.
Mo Fan followed the dark breath and found that it came from Xiao Ping, who was also unconscious.
"Damn it!!" Mo Fan cursed angrily.
There was a source of darkness in Xiao Ping, and Bei Jiang actually controlled Xiao Ping's shadow and killed Leng Qing! !
Mo Fan himself had never heard of this kind of killing method, including Feng Zhoulong, a super mage who was dumbfounded. Under heavy protection, he actually let a presiding judge die at the hands of someone from the Killer Hall!
"Mo Fan, Mo Fan, what should I do, what should I do!" Lingling cried into tears. The last time she lost a loved one, she became a taciturn and old-fashioned character. This tragedy will happen again. She seemed to have completely turned back into a little girl all of a sudden. She cried heartbreakingly and repeated some words insanely.
Seeing Lingling like this, Mo Fan felt very sad.
The killer who trampled other people's lives like this, Mo Fan would kill him with his own hands no matter what! !
"Brother Mo Fan, brother Mo Fan, what happened?" Xinxia's concerned voice came over the phone. Everyone in the room was immersed in the grief of Leng Qing's death, and Xinxia's voice seemed particularly clear.
Mo Fan heard her voice and wanted to tell her, "I'll talk to you in detail after you get off the plane." But the next second, Mo Fan's body felt like an electric shock as he realized something.
"Xinxia, Xinxia, can you save a person whose heart just stopped?" Mo Fan asked.
Xinxia's resurrection technique can no longer be used. Her cultivation level is too low. Resurrecting people requires paying a huge price. She has already given her heart to resurrecting Little Flame Fairy. If she wants to save others, she will probably have to pay with her life. Changing lives, Mo Fan knows this very well.
However, the healing of the Parthenon itself has the saying of resurrecting the dead. It is impossible for any super-level healing mage to resurrect Leng Qing here, but Xinxia, as the Parthenon, The saint in the temple definitely has a glimmer of hope!
