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Chapter 1108 The Phoenix Prisoned by the Phoenix (18)

After finishing speaking, Rong Huang felt that something had wetted her shoulder blades.

It was the blood that Feng Xi spat out.

Rong Huang blinked, his eyes were sore, tears flowed silently down his cheeks.

What is going on here?

The gods who surrounded her and Feng Xi were awe-inspiring, as if they were doing justice for the heavens, and their expressions were indignant.

"Witch Ronghuang, you are willing to be lowly and mixed with a lowly and cruel half-demon. We will definitely escort you back to the God Realm and let the God Emperor send you down!"

There was buzzing in Rong Huang's ears, and his consciousness was sober for a while and blurred for a while, trying desperately to struggle out of the nightmare.

The result was in vain.

The nightmare felt very real to Rong Huang, so real that her heart ached.

Rong Huang held Feng Xi's face and murmured his name, but his consciousness became more and more blurred, and his body became uncontrollable.

Although his body was out of control, Rong Huang could clearly feel everything that happened in the dream.

The malice around her, Feng Xi's strength in holding her, and the desperate pain of being about to suffocate.

Rong Huang's originally gilt eyes were dyed scarlet, and his black hair turned into flawless white in an instant.

When those fairies who claimed to be righteous noticed that Rong Huang's eyes had completely turned red, their expressions changed drastically.

"Ronghuang is bewitched!"

This shout made the gods hold the natal artifact even more tightly, and looked at Rong Huang in the encirclement with vigilance and disgust.

"Let's quickly deal with her before she is completely enchanted, lest she endanger the common people!"

"Yes! Zhou Shenjun's words are justified!"

But before they could launch an attack, Rong Huang spread out his right hand, and a stream of darker color flowed continuously from the white palm that was condensed with blood.

The golden streamer is mixed with rich black, which is a sign of deep obsession.

Wherever the streamer passed by, countless lives were harvested.

The sky was filled with blood, and countless soul lamps were extinguished.

On this day, hundreds of gods died in the hands of Rong Huang.

She became a sinner in the God Realm, and was ordered to kill her by the God Realm.

Rong Huang saw that he did not hide in the XZ in the dream, and after setting up Feng Xi, who had already lost his breath, he went all the way to the God Realm.

She could feel her desperation, grief and numbness in her dream.

It was as if a big stone had been pressed against his chest, making him breathless and about to explode.

A loud bang.

Amidst the screams and calls for help, the self in the dream chose to blew himself up.

The dazzling golden awns intertwined with the imperceptible silver awns, destroying most of the God Realm in an instant
"do not want!"

Rong Huang's eyes were closed tightly, her soft brows were tightly furrowed, a look of pain was faintly visible between her brows, her hands were grasping randomly in mid-air, as if trying to grab something.

A pair of cool big hands held Rong Huang's.

"Zai Zai, Zai Zai"

The familiar cold voice rang in his ears, Rong Huang broke free from the nightmare and woke up suddenly.

Rong Huang looked at Feng Xi who was sitting by the bed, with a dazed expression, unable to recover for a long time.

Feng Xi looked at Rong Huang who was huddled under the quilt, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, his eyes flashed slightly, he took out a brocade handkerchief, and gently wiped it on Rong Huang's forehead.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Feng Xi asked seemingly unintentionally.

Seeing that Feng Xi withdrew his hand after wiping her sweat, Rong Huang hastily reached out and grabbed his wide sleeve, and said in a long and hoarse voice, with a bit of fear in his tone, "Feng Xi."

Feng Xi paused, looked down at Rong Huang, and spoke softly.

(End of this chapter)