Chapter 13696 Chaos Phoenix

After hearing this, Ling Xiao suddenly understood. So that's how it was. If it hadn't been for such a painful price, how could this clone of Qian Feng be more powerful than Qian Feng himself? The hardships and pain involved were probably only known to her.

"My name now is Luan Feng!" The woman straightened her back, with a firm look in her eyes. She said solemnly, as if she was saying goodbye to her past self and announcing her new existence to the world.

Ling Xiao scratched his head, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he said earnestly: "In fact, Qian Feng is already dead, you don't have to live in hatred all the time. In this world, you are you, not someone else's clone. You have your own independent thoughts and unique experiences. You should live for yourself and pursue your own life."

His voice was like the spring breeze, gentle yet with a power that could penetrate people's hearts.

"Is she dead? No wonder I can't feel her breath." Luan Feng was slightly stunned, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, as if he was lost and relieved. Then he sighed softly, and the sigh sounded like a wisp of smoke carried by the wind, floating slowly in the air.

She raised her head slightly, her eyes looking at the vague sky in the distance. After a pause, she spoke in a calm but unquestionable tone, "I came to you because you are born with a pure demon body. Practicing with you may help alleviate the deterioration of my body."

Her voice was very soft, but it was like a heavy hammer, creating shocking ripples in this relatively quiet space.

Finally, we are getting to the point. When Ling Xiao heard this, he felt his head buzz, as if he was hit by a thunderbolt. The corners of his mouth drooped instantly, and his expression was like he had eaten coptis, full of helplessness and depression. A trace of speechlessness flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously raised his hand to scratch his head.

"Is there no other way?" Ling Xiao said with a bitter face and a hint of pleading in his tone, as if he was begging fate for another possibility. He frowned slightly, his brows twisted into an unsolvable hemp rope, his eyes were full of struggle, and deep in his heart he instinctively resisted this proposal.

"Yes! For example, the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword in your hand, that kind of demonic thing, can also help me!" Luan Feng seemed to have noticed Ling Xiao's thoughts, and suddenly stared at Ling Xiao's eyes with a burning gaze, which was so sharp that it seemed to be able to penetrate his soul directly.

There was a hint of certainty in her tone, as if she had full faith in the effectiveness of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword.

When Ling Xiao heard this, his whole body froze, a trace of astonishment flashed across his face, and then he smiled bitterly helplessly.

He shook his head slightly, as if lamenting that he had failed to keep his secret, and said with a wry smile: "I really can't hide it from you. That's right, the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword is indeed in my hand."

In fact, the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword had returned to Ling Xiao's hands a long time ago. During this period of time, he had been carefully hiding it and didn't want anyone to know about it. However, today, under Luan Feng's keen insight, all the disguises were ruthlessly revealed.

He knew in his heart that he couldn't hide it today no matter what. The key point was that after a lot of inner struggle, he didn't want to hide it anymore. After all, it would be the best thing for him not to go to war with Luan Feng, and practicing with Luan Feng was a choice he resisted from the bottom of his heart.

"Do you hate me so much? You would rather hand over the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword than practice dual cultivation with Luan Feng?" Luan Feng's face turned gloomy in an instant, his brows were tightly furrowed, flames of anger burned in his eyes, and his tone was filled with obvious anger and unwillingness.

She stared at Ling Xiao closely, as if trying to find any sign of hesitation in his eyes.

"It's not that I hate it. I have a woman, not a promiscuous person. Okay, let's stop talking nonsense. I'll help you and see if it really works." Ling Xiao waved his hands quickly, trying to explain clearly, while also trying to save face.

He pursed his lips slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of determination, then without hesitation, he reached into his arms and slowly took out the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword.

As soon as the sword appeared in the air, it emanated a strong demonic aura, like an invisible black hole, devouring all life around it.

However, when Luan Feng saw the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, a trace of fear suddenly flashed across her face. She instinctively shrank back, her hands subconsciously protecting her in front of her, her eyes full of fear.

Although Luanfeng had never seen with her own eyes the miserable appearance of Zhuxue who was controlled by the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, the rumors about Zhuxue in the Dazhen Dynasty were well-known.

Those vivid descriptions made her deeply aware of the horror of the sword. Now that she was really facing it, the fear in her heart instantly spread like wild weeds, and she dared not go forward to take it.

Ling Xiao held the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword steadily, and the rich demonic energy emanating from the sword swirled around him, as if he was wearing a layer of mysterious and dangerous armor.

His expression was stern, his eyes were calm as water, yet seemed to be fraught with turbulence. He said calmly, "Before I treat you, I have a condition!" His voice was not loud, but it echoed in this slightly cramped space like a huge bell, with unquestionable firmness.

"Conditions?" Luan Feng raised her eyebrows and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She tilted her head slightly and locked her eyes with Ling Xiao, as if she wanted to find out more intentions from his calm face.

In her opinion, Ling Xiao did not seem to have much bargaining power with her at the moment, so this so-called condition surprised her.

"Yes, I want the man who destroyed the Demon Tower and killed my senior brother Zhongruo to die!" Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly showed a hint of coldness, like the sharpest frost blade in the cold night, as if it could freeze everything in an instant.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the voice and smile of his senior brother Zhongruo emerged involuntarily in his mind. All the little details of the past flashed before his eyes like a kaleidoscope.

The days when he practiced and fought side by side with his brothers were the most precious memories in his life, but now, all of this was ruthlessly destroyed by that hateful enemy.

He knew very well that Luan Feng was in seclusion at the time and had no time to take care of these trivial matters. The person who gave the order must be someone else. Moreover, it was unforgivable for someone who was in such a high position of power in Zhaixing Tower to do such a cruel thing.

"No!" Luan Feng shook his head and refused without hesitation, his tone so firm that there was no room for negotiation.

She straightened her back, her expression serious, her eyes met Ling Xiao's, and she explained seriously: "Although his order was not given with my permission, it is ultimately for the great cause of Zhaixing Tower.

In this situation where the dynasty of this town is in constant dispute and various forces are eyeing it covetously, every decision is related to the survival of Zhaixing Tower. I can't let Zhaixing Tower lose a capable general and put countless brothers in the building into crisis just to satisfy your personal grudges. "

There was a hint of helplessness in her words, but they also revealed her responsibility as a landlord. (End of this chapter)