As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon Spirit King instantly drilled into the Demon Needle space like smoke, leaving only Ling Xiao with an awkward look on his face and Xiao Yihang who was lying on the ground.

Ling Xiao shook his head helplessly, his eyes slowly fell on Xiao Yihang. There was no trace of pity in his eyes, only endless coldness and determination, and he spoke, "Do you commit suicide or let me do it?" His voice was as plain as stagnant water, but it exuded a terrifying chill.

When Xiao Yihang heard this, he smiled bitterly, his laughter was full of bitterness and unwillingness.

He raised his head slightly and looked at Ling Xiao. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, with regret, fear, but also a little relieved: "I didn't expect that after killing an unknown man, he fell into this kind of field. I admit it. Thank you for giving me a chance to be freed!"

He knew very well that if he did not commit suicide today, what was waiting for him was Ling Xiao's thunderous revenge rage.

With Ling Xiao's means, once he takes action, the pain he suffered is not as simple as it is now. Instead of suffering and dying, it is better to break yourself up and retain the last trace of dignity. After that, Xiao Yihang slowly closed his eyes, a trace of determination appeared on his face, waiting for the final judgment of fate.

"Bang!" A dull and decisive sound suddenly sounded, like a heavy hammer, hitting hard in this quiet space. Xiao Yihang's trembling palm, with endless despair and regret, slapped heavily on his forehead.

His eyes widened in an instant, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed like a candle in the wind. His body fell backwards like a broken puppet, and he drank the northwest on the spot, ending his wonderful life.

At this critical moment, the figure of the Lord of the Star Piercing Tower, Luan Feng, returned like a ghost. She walked in a hurry, and a gloomy aura that was extremely suppressed was emitted around her, as if a dark cloud instantly enveloped the entire room.

Her face was as dark as ink, and flames of anger and unwillingness were burning in her eyes, staring at Xiao Yihang's corpse that had lost its breath.

"Can I collect the corpse for him?" Luan Feng suppressed the surging emotions in her heart, took a deep breath, and said in a trembling voice. In her tone, there was a hint of pity for her subordinates, as well as the helplessness and sadness of being the owner of the post.

"Of course, he didn't harm my senior brother's body." Ling Xiao looked calm and his eyes were as clear as water. He glanced at Lan Feng indifferently and nodded slightly. His voice was not high, but it exuded a kind of calmness that made people feel at ease, as if everything was under his control.

Luan Feng squatted down slowly and gently put Xiao Yihang's body away carefully. A trace of undetectable sadness flashed in her eyes. After all, Xiao Yihang was once a member of her. Although she made a big mistake, her years of subordination were not so easy to give up.

After packing up, Luan Feng slowly stood up and looked up at Ling Xiao. His eyes were filled with complex emotions, shock, admiration, and a hint of indescribable fear.

"Everyone underestimated you, they all thought you were an insignificant little character, they thought you could easily grasp you, it seems that everyone was wrong!" Her voice was low and moved, as if she was talking to Ling Xiao, or as if she was talking to herself.

"Don't praise me, I'll be proud. Okay, I'll help you solve your physical problems. Xiao Yihang is dead. No matter what, the grudge between me and Zhaixing Tower has ended here. I hope everyone can cherish this hard-earned peace!"

Ling Xiao waved his hand slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face. The smile was a little free and easy and open-minded.

After saying that, he took out the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword without hesitation. He saw that the sword body instantly exhaled a rich black demonic energy, like a black dragon, rushing towards Luan Feng's face with teeth and claws.

The moment the demonic energy touched Luan Feng's face, something strange happened. The corroded and deformed half of the face, which was actually corroded and deformed, began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was cast by magic.

The originally pothole-burned skin gradually became flat and smooth; the ulcerated flesh and blood gradually healed, and the new skin was pink and shiny.

Ling Xiao stood aside, with a focused look on his face. He could clearly feel a rich and gloomy aura, which was sucked into the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword like a tide. The sword body trembled slightly by the injection of this powerful force and made a low buzzing sound.

About a quarter of an hour passed quietly, and Luanfeng's face completely returned to normal. The originally beautiful but incomplete face now shone with a different brilliance, with bright eyes as bright as stars, fair skin as jade, and the whole person seemed to be reborn.

She subconsciously touched her face, her eyes full of surprise and disbelief. Her long-cherished wishes over the years were realized at this moment.

"Okay, you go." Ling Xiao waved his hand at Luan Feng who had recovered as before, and said in a calm tone: "Don't forget that you owe me a favor. I will leave Zhaixing Tower City. I hope you can take care of the Batian Empire and the Money Gang." There was a hint of expectation and a hint of trust in his eyes.

"Yes!" Luan Feng nodded vigorously, his voice firm and powerful. Now that years of long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, it would be a slight effort for her to take care of the Batian Empire and the Money Gang. What's more, there is a master like Jiang Yuyan in charge of the Batian Empire, and most of the time, she really doesn't need to worry too much.

After saying that, Luanfeng looked at Ling Xiao deeply, with gratitude, apologies, and a little admiration in her eyes. Then, she turned around, took light and firm steps, and slowly left, leaving only a free and resolute back.

After Luanfeng left, Ling Xiao knew the situation was urgent and did not dare to delay for a moment. He immediately sent someone to call Jiang Yuyan, Ji Mingkong, Xiao Lianzhu and others. Everyone gathered together, with a bit of solemnity and worry in his expressions.

Ling Xiao's eyes were like torches, slowly swept across everyone, his tone was calm but unquestionably determined, and he explained many matters of the Domineering Empire in an orderly manner. He analyzed earnestly that staying in the Zhaixing Tower City and using its relatively stable environment to develop stably is undoubtedly the best choice at the moment.

After all, the Batian Empire has a shallow foundation and weak strength. Looking at the entire Dazhen Dynasty, it is completely incapable of competing with the top forces with deep foundation and masters of the Dazhen Dynasty. If you are not careful, you may be destroyed in the turbulent Dazhen Dynasty disputes.

"Do you have to leave?" Xiao Lianzhu asked reluctantly with a hint of sob in her voice. Her eyes looked at Ling Xiao were filled with attachment and worry. After all, the two grew up together and had a very deep relationship.

"You can't do it if you don't leave. If you don't leave, both the Qin family and the Holy Temple will stare at here. Only when I leave will you be safe."

Ling Xiao sighed, feeling helpless.
Chapter completed!