After hearing this, Ling Xiao suddenly realized in his heart. It turned out that if he had not paid such a heavy price, how could this Gan Feng's clone be more powerful than Gan Feng's original. She probably only knew the hardships and pains that were the best.

"My name is Luanfeng now!" The woman straightened her back, with a sense of perseverance in her eyes, and said solemnly, as if she was saying goodbye to her past self and also announcing her new existence to the world.

Ling Xiao scratched his head, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and said earnestly: "Actually, Gan Feng is dead, you don't have to live in hatred all the time. In this world, you are you, no longer someone's clone. You have your own independent thoughts and unique experiences, and you should live for yourself and pursue your own life."

His voice is like the breeze in spring, gentle but also has a power that can penetrate people's hearts.

"Diet? No wonder I can't feel her breath." Luan Feng was slightly stunned, and a complicated emotion flashed in his eyes, as if he was disappointed and relieved. He then sighed softly, and the sigh was like a wisp of smoke wrapped in the wind, floating in the air.

She raised her head slightly and looked at the faint sky in the distance. After a pause, her tone was calm but with a bit unquestionable meaning. She spoke: "I'm looking for you because you are born with a pure demon body. You can practice dual cultivation with you, which may alleviate the deterioration of my body."

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

Finally, he got to the point. When Ling Xiao heard this, he felt his head "buzzing", as if he was hit by a muffled lightning. The corners of his mouth drooped instantly, and the expression on his face seemed to have eaten coptis chinensis, full of helplessness and depression. A trace of speech flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously raised his hand and scratched his head.

"Is there no other way?" Ling Xiao had a bitter face, with a hint of pleading in his tone, as if he was praying for another possibility to fate. He frowned slightly, and his eyebrows were furrowed into a hemp rope that could not be untied, his eyes were full of struggle, and he instinctively resisted this proposal deep in his heart.

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

There was a hint of confidence in her tone, as if she believed in the effectiveness of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword.

When Ling Xiao heard this, he first froze all over, a hint of astonishment flashed across his face, and then he smiled helplessly.

He shook his head gently, as if he was sighing that his secret could not be hidden in the end. He said with a wry smile: "It's true that I can't hide it from you. Yes, the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword is indeed in my hands."

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

He knew in his heart that today could not be hidden no matter what. The key is that after some inner struggle, he didn't want to hide it anymore. After all, it would be a good thing for him to not start a war with Luan Feng, and dual cultivation with Luan Feng was the choice he resisted from the bottom of his heart.

"Do you just hate me so much? I would rather hand over the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword than practice with Luan Feng?" Luan Feng's face suddenly became gloomy, his eyebrows were furrowed tightly, his eyes were burning with anger, and his tone was obviously anger and unwilling tone.

She stared at Ling Xiao tightly, as if she wanted to find a trace of shaking from his eyes.

"I can't say that I have a woman, not a person who is in love. Okay, I won't say nonsense anymore. Let me help you to see if it's really effective." Ling Xiao waved his hand quickly, trying to explain clearly, and at the same time he was also finding a way for himself.

He pursed his lips slightly, and a trace of firmness appeared in his eyes. Then he stopped hesitating, reached into his arms and slowly took out the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword.

As soon as the sword appeared in the air, it emitted a strong demonic energy, like an invisible black hole, devouring all the vitality around it.

However, the moment Luan Feng saw the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, a hint of horror suddenly flashed across her face. Her body instinctively shrank back, and her hands subconsciously protected her body, with fear in her eyes.

Although Luanfeng had never seen Zhuxue's miserable appearance controlled by the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, the rumors about Zhuxue in the Dazhen Dynasty were well-known.

Those vivid descriptions made her realize the horror of this sword. When she was really facing it, the fear in her heart instantly spread like wild grass, so how could she dare to go forward to get it?

Ling Xiao held the Black Sky Sword in his hand steadily, and the rich demonic energy emitted from the sword body surrounded him, as if he was wearing a layer of mysterious and dangerous armor for him.

His expression was cold and his eyes were as calm as water, but he seemed to be hidden and surging. He spoke lightly: "I have a condition before I treat you!" His voice was not loud, but it echoed in this slightly cramped space like a bell, with unquestionable firmness.

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

In her perception, Ling Xiao didn't seem to have much capital to bargain with her at this moment. This so-called condition surprised her.

"Yes, I want the person who destroyed the Demon Tower and killed my senior brother!" A sudden icy smile appeared in Ling Xiao's eyes, like the most fierce frost blade in the cold night, as if it could freeze everything in an instant.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his senior brother's dull voice, appearance and smile appeared in his mind. The bits and pieces of the past flashed in front of him like a lantern.

The days of practicing with his senior brother and fighting side by side are the most precious memories in his life, and now all of this is ruthlessly destroyed by the hateful enemy.

He knew very well that Luanfeng was in seclusion at that time and had no time to take care of these trivial matters. The person who ordered must have someone else, and it is unforgivable to be able to do such cruel things in Zhaixing Tower with such a high position and power.

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

She straightened her back, looked serious, looked at Ling Xiao, and explained seriously: "Although his order was not approved by me, it was ultimately for the great cause of Zhaixing Tower.

In this situation where the dynasty of the big town is constantly quarrel and all forces are eyeing each other, every decision is related to the life and death of Zhaixing Tower. I cannot let Zhaixing Tower lose a capable general in order to satisfy your personal grudges, and put countless brothers in the building into crisis."
Chapter completed!