"Boy, do you think it's up to me? Let me do this. I've killed half my life. I'll never let you go. " The extremely weak voice of Zhang Yuanjun came from the black fog. Obviously, Zhang Yuanjun was not far away from death even if he didn't die.

"how can half a life be enough? I want your whole life." Yuan Ye looked at the black fog sadly, and then his body was also illusory, turning into a green fog all over the sky, which directly surrounded the black fog. All of a sudden, the space where the two kinds of fog are located, the energy is rampant, and...