The Physicist Wife Who Overturned The World



Xue Fanxin brought Zhou Xiaotong and fled into the depths of the Yungu Mountain Range on Little Meow. At the moment, no one knew about them. After all, the only person who knew was already dead.

At this moment, Yan Jinfeng and the others were being brought by the other two men to the powerful barrier of the Flowing Cloud Sect, in an incomparably dark stone hall.

In front of the center of the stone hall, a dense black fog slowly floated.

"Elder, where is this?" Yan Jinfeng could sense how terrifying this stone hall was. A chill ran from the bottom of her feet to her head, making her entire body tremble. Because she was too afraid, she could not help but ask.

However, the two middle-aged men who were leading the way did not answer her question. Instead, they knelt in front of the black fog. "Your Excellency, this is the fresh blood we found this year. However, they have just awakened their spirit, and their talent and potential have not been completely stimulated, so the effects might not be too good."

"Didn't they say that there are ten this year? Why are there only eight?" A hoarse voice sounded from the black fog. From his tone, he seemed to be very dissatisfied.

"Two of them ran away. Elder Qiu has already chased after them. I believe we can capture them soon."

"That's best."

When Yan Jinfeng heard these words, the bad feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger. She was panicking and her entire body was trembling even more than before. She really wanted to escape. At this moment, she recalled what An Xiaomeng had just said. For some reason, she vaguely believed her.

No, it couldn't be. It definitely couldn't be like this.

Even Yan Jinfeng was so frightened, let alone the other new disciples. They had long been so frightened that they sat weakly on the ground, their entire bodies trembling.

At this moment, many black vines suddenly flew out of the black fog. Those vines entangled all the new disciples and dragged them into the air.

"Ah… Let go of me, let go of me."

"Help, help!"

"Wuwuwu, I want to go home. I want to go home."

No matter how those new disciples shouted, it was useless. The blood essence and vitality in their bodies were all sucked away. The weaker people instantly had all their blood essence absorbed and turned into dry corpses. Finally, they were thrown onto the ground and shattered.

Yan Jinfeng was the strongest among everyone, so her blood essence was not absorbed so quickly. However, when she saw that those new disciples had all ended so miserably, she was frightened out of her wits and panicked to the extreme. At this moment, she regretted it very, very much.

So what An Xiaomeng said was true.

If she had listened to An Xiaomeng and escaped quickly, perhaps…

If she had not followed Mu Xianrou to the Flowing Cloud Sect, perhaps…

If… if…

She was unresigned to fate. She did not want to die. She did not want to die…

"Don't kill me, don't kill me. I'll do whatever you want me to do. I beg you, don't kill me." Yan Jinfeng kept begging for mercy. At this moment, she was already so frightened that she had lost control. The fear of death made her entire body go weak.

However, no matter how Yan Jinfeng begged for mercy, the black fog continued to absorb her blood essence and cultivation level, absorbing everything in her.

"No… Don't…"

Just as Yan Jinfeng was extremely afraid and panicked, she actually saw Ye Chenping, the Third Prince of the Nanling Empire, the person who was engaged to her.

"Ye Chenping, save me. Quickly save me."

"Save me, save me…"

Ye Chenping turned a blind eye to Yan Jinfeng's cry for help. He walked forward with an evil aura and arrived in front of the black mist. "Your Excellency, everything you want has been prepared. They're all in this interspatial ring."

"Ye Chenping, save me…" Yan Jinfeng used the last of her strength to attack Ye Chenping. Unfortunately, it was useless at all. Even until her death, Ye Chenping didn't even look at her.