Dark Emperor, your wife is abusing scum again

Chapter 675 The Altar
Hei Ailin poked her head out and took a quick breath, fresh cold air poured in, choking her so much that she coughed.

Before Hei Ailin could speak, Jing Hong grabbed her hand and pulled her to the ground.

"What the hell..."

Before Hei Ailin finished speaking, he was shocked by the situation before him.

This place is magnificent, but not dazzling, just standing here seems to be healed by the holy light.

Hei Ailin suddenly thought of a sentence: Buddha's light is ten thousand feet.

"This is the Land of Light." After Jing Hong finished speaking, he let go of Hei Ailin's hand, and strode forward.

Hei Ailin was in the fog, so he could only follow Jing Hong first.

"What's wrong? Why don't you wait for the stars?"

When Hei Ailin followed Jing Hong, her mood was extremely complicated, and her breathing became faster and faster. She always felt that something was changing subtly.

"The two of us are enough."

Jing Hong's tone became even colder. He brought Hei Ailin to a place in the center that looked like an altar, and when he stopped, he motioned for Hei Ailin to stand over.

Hei Ailin also stopped, lowered his eyebrows and looked down at his feet.

"Hei Ailin, stand there."

Jing Hong seemed a little impatient, and stretched out his hand to pull Hei Ailin while speaking.

Hei Ailin dodged in a dodge, and took a few steps back, keeping a safe distance from Jing Hong.

"Hei Ailin?" Jing Hong looked at Hei Ailin, and stretched out his hand to her. There was no sense of coercion, but the atmosphere around him became tense and depressed.

"Who the hell are you!" Hei Ailin roared suddenly, pulling out the lightning sword from his waist while speaking.

She flicked it, and the sword body was full of electricity, obviously opposing Jing Hong.

When Jing Hong saw Hei Ailin showing his weapon, he withdrew his hands and stood with his back, not paying attention to the lightning sword in Hei Ailin's hand at all.

"I'm Jing Hong." Jing Hong said with a sarcastic smile, and approached Hei Ailin very steadily step by step. When the tip of her sword touched his chest, he still walked forward.

Hei Ailin saw that the tip of the sword had been poked into his chest, Hei Ailin subconsciously stepped back with his steps, changing from active to passive.

"Who the hell are you!" Hei Ailin's voice was a little louder than before, she was sure that the person in front of her was definitely not Jing Hong!At least not in the heart!

"Who am I? I'm Jinghong! Hei Ailin, I love you."

Jing Hong looked at Hei Ailin affectionately, and still walked forward, not caring at all that the tip of the sword had pierced his chest.

Hei Ailin waved his hand, pointed his sword to the ground, and looked at Jing Hong in front of him with sharp eyes.

"If there was still hesitation just now, then now I can be sure that you are not Jing Hong, who are you?" When Hei Ailin spoke, murderous aura gushed out of his body.

Jing Hong felt that Hei Ailin was serious, and he finally stopped.

"Aren't I just Jing Hong? Do you see where in my body is not?"

Jing Hong raised his eyebrows, his originally serious and indifferent face was suddenly stained with evil spirits, he looked at Hei Ailin and laughed, mockingly.

"You think you know me well? No... this is the real me! Why are you running away?"

Jing Hong's eyes widened as he spoke, bloodshot eyes filled with excitement.

"Get out of his body!"

Hei Ailin didn't say anything more to Jing Hong, and stabbed him with a sword without mercy.

Jing Hong tipped his toes, stepped back, stretched out his hand, and a black air gushed out from his hand, forming a black tyrannical ball of light.

When Hei Ailin scanned the ball of light, he knew that it must be caused by the tyrannical factor in Jing Hong's body, but he didn't expect that thing to be so powerful that it could control Jing Hong's mind.

(End of this chapter)