After wearing it back, another world partner became an online game BOSS

Although he didn't pay attention to Ling En all the time, during this period of time, as long as Xi Zheng was in the game, Ling En would definitely appear by his side.

After getting along for such a long time, Xi Zheng is sure that the Lord of Nightmares should not have the chance to do anything to Ling En.

What's more, Ling En has been to the real world before, so she shouldn't be controlled.

Xi Zheng couldn't think of a reason.

Ling En smiled lightly and said, "It's actually very simple. From the very beginning, when he made the deal with me, I have let my ray of demon power reside on him."

Xi Zheng fell silent.

It turned out to be that time.

At that time, he was not in the Ideon Continent at all, and he knew nothing about what happened. The Demon God may not have the intention of manipulating Ling En's consciousness at that time, but the ray of Demon God power left behind has become a spark, which will burn sooner or later. Burn without anyone noticing.

It turned out that this was the last resort of the Nightmare Lord.

Even lending power to Ling En was planned in advance. How far did he see and how much did he count?

Xi Zheng didn't make a sound, and he couldn't make an immediate judgment.

Attack Ling En?

It's not a difficult thing, yes, he can do it easily, anyway, he is not a soft-hearted person, and he is a player in this world, it is impossible to really take Ling En's life...

The demon god on the opposite side manipulated Ling En's body to attack him. Xi Zheng, who was thinking like this, raised his right hand slightly and released a magic attack towards him. However, Ling En did not dodge or dodge. When he was about to approach Ling En, he suddenly turned in an outrageous direction.

With a bang, the magic attack hit the ground in the distance, exploding a beautiful spark.

Crooked.

Xi Zheng calmed down and looked at Ling En again.

There will be no misses this time. Even if Ling En is to be severely injured, he must lose his fighting power first, and then make plans.

However, Ling En on the opposite side couldn't help laughing after seeing the cluster of sparks in the distance: "It's really interesting, so you are reluctant to do it. Is this person very important to you?"

Xi Zheng: "..."

He looked up at each other incomprehensibly: "What are you talking about?"

The Nightmare Lord seemed to be watching him playfully as he was powerlessly refuting, and he continued, "Don't be so nervous. After all, I occupy this body now, so it's not too difficult to read the memory of this body."

As he said this, he let out a chuckle, as if he had seen something interesting from his memory.

Xi Zheng had a chill, and said coldly: "Don't just look at other people's memories!"

The Nightmare Lord gave a soft "hmm", still with a smile on his face: "What are you worried about, because you know that this person's important memory is all about you?"

Xi Zheng couldn't stand this man speaking in such a tone with Ling En's face on his face.

And that's what it said.

Xi Zheng frowned in disgust and said, "Is it fun to trample on other people's wishes?"

Because I peeped into Ling En's memory, I said it in such a teasing tone, teasing the relationship between Xi Zheng and Ling En contemptuously, as if I had seen through everything. This kind of behavior not only made Xi Zheng feel disgusted, but also Belittle Ling En's intentions.

Xi Zheng couldn't watch the Nightmare Lord do such a thing indifferently.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Ling En's words, the Lord of Nightmare laughed again, and showed a look of great interest: "So you care so much, I didn't expect that guy Soul to find the power for so long The successor is such an emotional person, if he knows, he will probably be very disappointed, because you can't do anything."

"You can't fulfill his entrustment to you, let alone kill me and take this Ideon Continent from me."

The last sentence was like a whisper, the smile of the Nightmare Lord gradually faded, and then he manipulated Ling En's body and attacked Xi Zheng again.

What he held in his hand was the most famous holy sword in Yidian Continent. According to rumors, it was a sacred weapon capable of killing all demons and monsters.

While handing the sword edge to Xi Zheng, the Nightmare Lord did not forget to remind: "By the way, I forgot to tell you, I know your identity and origin, maybe you are immortal in this world, but It's a pity that this holy sword is just able to break your power."

The Nightmare Lord raised his sword and continued, "In other words, as long as I pierce your heart with this sword, neither you in this world nor you in that world will be able to survive."

Hearing these words, Xi Zheng's expression changed slightly, and he looked up at Ling En's face.

The Nightmare Lord continued: "Of course I want to remind you that in this area blessed by the holy sword, the so-called 'player' restriction does not exist, you can easily kill the owner of the body I am controlling now .”

"Of course, if I kill him, I will die."

Every word of the Nightmare Lord was like an inducement. He specially created so many conditions, as if just to see one thing happen.

Under Xi Zheng's silent gaze, the Nightmare Lord finally made a statement: "That is to say, if you want to end everything, you must either kill me and Ling En, or you will die. There can only be one result."

Before the Nightmare Lord made a conclusion, Xi Zheng had already guessed the unfolding.

But he still couldn't help raising his eyes, his dark eyes fixed on the Nightmare Lord, his eyes were focused, as if he wanted to directly talk to Ling En who was sleeping deep in the body through the Nightmare Lord's manipulation.

Unfortunately, the Nightmare Lord seemed unmoved: "You guessed right, Ling En's soul is awake now, and he is watching everything that happened in front of him, but it's a pity whether you killed me or I killed you , he can't make any changes, he can only watch in the depths of his soul."

The Nightmare Lord seemed to enjoy this scene very much, and he showed a pleasant smile: "It's interesting, isn't it?"

Xi Zheng couldn't help cursing out: "Damn interesting."

The Lord of Nightmares squinted his eyes and smiled, the holy sword field expanded even more, and the magic power of his whole body instantly filled his surroundings, almost forcing Xi Zheng into a corner. He said in a gentle and lazy voice: "Then the game begins, this world is in In your eyes, it’s just a game world, isn’t it?”

The moment he uttered his voice, his figure had turned into a white phantom, attacking Ling En.

Xi Zheng knew very well how strong Ling En was.

In terms of physical strength, it can be said that hundreds of Xi Zheng are not enough to fight against Ling En, but of course, physical strength is not the only way to fight.

Xi Zheng is well aware of Ling En's strength, but he is also confident enough that he will never lose in a fight with Ling En.

But after the actual fight, Xi Zheng discovered that Ling En now possesses the power of the demon god of the Lord of Nightmare, and he is not the opponent he imagined at all.

The magic circle that Xi Zheng used to block the attack shattered in a hurry, and he had to spend more magic power to quickly connect two magic circles in front of him, and finally managed to catch the attack.

The opponent was a very difficult opponent, Xi Zheng's face became tense and serious.

Now is not the time to reserve power.

Xi Zheng's robes fluttered all over his body, and the magic power emanated from this skeleton-only body as if visible, filling the venue instantly.

If the platform just now was the holy sword domain of the Lord of Nightmares, now it has become Xi Zheng's magic domain. The two forces compete with each other and restrict each other, and no one can gain the upper hand for a while.

Seeing this scene, even the Nightmare Lord couldn't help being a little surprised: "It seems that your strength is a little stronger than I imagined."

Of course, Xi Zheng was not as relaxed as he looked, but he could only make himself seem to be able to handle it with ease at the moment. He said coldly: "Don't forget, I also got the power of the demon god."

Even if this power is not used at all most of the time.

But this power can change his own time state, that is to say, even if he consumes a lot of magic power, as long as he mobilizes the power to return himself to the state before release, his magic power will still not be exhausted.

In other words, he can play against the opponent in the best state at any time.

This is the fighting method that Xi Zheng thought of just now. There is no doubt that this method has made his fighting a lot easier.

Both have the power of the demon god as backup, and the battle between the two has become more intense.

The magic that Xi Zheng is good at keeps going to Lingenpu. Before the last magic disappears, the next attack has already arrived at the other side's door.However, the Nightmare Lord's reaction is definitely not slow. Ordinary magic has no effect on him. The holy sword in his hand can cut through almost any elemental attack. While blocking the attack, his own offensive has never been interrupted.

Two people are involved in the limit. In the high-intensity battle, just a moment of absence may result in death.

It has been a long time since Xi Zheng has fought like this. In the entire Ideon Continent, he has indeed reached the peak of his strength in the form of a demon king, and there are very few who can really fight against him.

But he didn't expect that when he fought again, his opponent would be Ling En.

This battle is quite a long-lost battle for Xi Zheng, but if the opponent is not Ling En, Xi Zheng will feel better if it is not in this situation.

I don't know how long the battle lasted. Because of the continuous method, Xi Zheng can unreservedly cast the strongest magic. However, in comparison, Ling En's physical strength cannot be replenished.

After a long time, the disadvantages of such fighting were naturally exposed.

Xi Zheng did not let go of the momentary flaw of the Nightmare Lord. While the magic power was condensing on his fingertips, the spark-like light exploded from Ling En's chest in an instant, and instantly bounced Ling En away several meters. When they dispersed, blood oozed from the corners of Ling En's lips, and his cheeks were slightly scratched.

Seeing this scene, Xi Zheng unconsciously flashed a thought in his mind.

Ling En used to be by his side, and he took good care of this person every day. Although he was unconscious, he was clean every day, and he had never suffered such an injury.

But now, he personally injured this person like this.

But such thoughts can only exist for a moment, because the injured Nightmare Lord has already launched a new offensive.

Xi Zheng also didn't relax his vigilance, probably because Ling En's body was injured, his movements became a lot slower, and even the power of his attacks finally decreased.

It's now.

Xi Zheng has been waiting for this moment for a long time, when Ling En's physical strength is almost exhausted, that is when the winner is really determined!

He condensed all his magic points around his body, and the flames burned around him. The blue-purple flames exuded strange magical energy, and these energies condensed in an instant, quickly imprisoning Ling En in it!

"you lose."

Xi Zheng is [-]% sure that he has been preparing for this magic circle for a long time. Even if he is the master of nightmares, it will be very difficult to break free from it. At this time, he can...

With a sullen face, Xi Zheng picked up the holy sword that the Nightmare Lord dropped on the ground just now, and walked slowly to his side.

The Nightmare Lord tried to struggle, but when he realized that he couldn't escape, he immediately gave up such behavior.

He didn't want to make an ugly struggle that didn't work, so he laughed, raised his face and asked Xi Zheng, "Are you going to kill me?"

Xi Zheng: "..."

He didn't answer Ling En's words immediately, but just looked at him steadily, because he had consumed too much magic power just now, so even with the blessing of the Lord of Souls, he was a little bit out of strength now.

He seemed to be panting slightly, waiting for his physical strength to recover.

But the Nightmare Lord didn't give him a chance to breathe. Seeing that he didn't answer, the Nightmare Lord continued to ask, "Are you going to kill me?"

He looked at Xi Zheng with a smile that was not a smile, and continued to ask: "Kill me, and I will die if Ling En dies. This is a good way, do you think it is right?"

Xi Zheng stared at the other party in silence.

This is clearly Ling En's face, but whether it's the expression or the tone, it has nothing to do with Ling En.

This is not Lynn.

The Lord of Nightmares kept talking to Xi Zheng with this face. He didn't know whether he was deliberately mocking him or trying to shake him. After a long silence, Xi Zheng finally said unbearably: "Shut up, you It's just that I think I won't do it, so I will provoke you like this."

The Nightmare Lord finally stopped talking, blinked his eyes, and laughed again: "Yes, then will you do it?"

He then added with a smile: "You know, as a demon god who manipulates dreams, my favorite thing is to play with people's hearts."

Xi Zheng: "..."

Seeing that Xi Zheng was silent, the Nightmare Lord said, "You like him, don't you?"

As if afraid of getting the wrong person, the Nightmare Lord said again: "You like Ling En."

Xi Zheng's figure froze for an instant, and his demeanor suddenly changed, as if he had fallen into a dream and suddenly woke up.

The Nightmare Lord continued to say something, nothing more than wanting to shake Xi Zheng.

Xi Zheng suddenly blurted out: "Yes, I like him."

The moment he said this, the Nightmare Lord was stunned.

At that moment, he stared at Xi Zheng, as if he was no longer that cunning and hateful Nightmare Lord, but turned back to the usual Ling En.

But that was only an instant, and in a blink of an eye he returned to the state just now, as if the instant change just now was Xi Zheng's illusion.

But Xi Zheng didn't let this moment go.

He saw clearly that Ling En was awake, and he was here.

If he killed the Nightmare Lord, then Ling En would die too, and would never exist again.

He likes Lynn.

Until now, being forced into this situation, he found that he could finally speak out this sentence calmly, admitting this undisputed fact.

He likes Ling En, there is no doubt about it, he can't tell when it started, maybe it was when they were with each other, maybe it was after they met again later, maybe it was when Ling En confessed to him after the words.

But no matter when it started, that feeling had already formed deep in his heart, and it took root and sprouted at an astonishing speed, growing into an appearance he could not imagine without knowing it.

Xi Zheng thought so, with a calm but almost crazy expression. Facing the Nightmare Lord in front of him, he slowly raised his right hand holding the sword.

The holy sword was raised above his head in his hand, and then fell quickly.

With a resounding sound, the slashing of the holy sword caused violent turmoil.

However, it did not fall on Ling En's body, but on the stone statue of the goddess next to him.

The stone statue was split in half by him, but Ling En still stood there unscathed.

The Lord of Nightmare looked at Xi Zheng, then at the stone statue beside him, and couldn't help laughing.

He laughed softly at first, and then the laughter gradually became louder, and gradually became crazy, as if he had encountered something extremely ridiculous.

With a sullen face, Xi Zheng was tired of this guy with Ling En's face, and lowered his voice displeasedly: "Shut up!"

"That can't be done." The nightmare master's smile gradually turned into a sneer, he suddenly raised his eyes, and said in a soft voice: "Since you don't want to kill me, then I can only kill you."

The moment he said this, Xi Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and he already had a bad premonition.

But when he tried to avoid it, it was too late.

The Lord of Nightmares did not know when he had quietly broken free from his magic shackles. At the same time as he spoke just now, he snatched the Holy Sword from Xi Zheng's hand. He stabbed Xi Zheng's chest mercilessly.

In an instant, the cloth was cut by the sharp blade, and the sound of flesh being penetrated sounded.

Xi Zheng lowered his head slowly, the holy sword had penetrated his robe and pierced his chest.

"This is the price you paid for not doing anything just now."

The Lord of Nightmare leaned into Xi Zheng's ear and said softly, then he let go of the holy sword, allowing the sword to still be inserted into Xi Zheng's body, but the holy light emanating from the blade was constantly Absorbing the power of Xi Zheng.

Due to the passing of power, Xi Zheng's figure also slowly changed, and finally completely changed back to his own image in the game.

Blood oozed out from the wound caused by the holy sword, and it was dyed red in just an instant.

Xi Zheng lowered his head and said, "Are you satisfied?"

His voice was very soft, and because of his injury, he had no strength.

The feeling of being injured is really bad, Xi Zheng thought in his heart, which reminded him of the days when he just returned to the real world and was lying in the hospital.

It turns out that the player's body will really be injured under the influence of the holy sword, and may even die.

But fortunately, his injury was not in vain.

The Nightmare Lord in front of him was still laughing at him, but Xi Zheng pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, and even laughed as well. He raised his head with difficulty, looked at the Nightmare Lord and said, "It's time to wake up, Ling En."

The Nightmare Master froze instantly when he heard this sentence.

He slowly looked back at Xi Zheng, his face pale for some reason, he gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you calling?"

Xi Zheng slowly called that name again: "Ling En, I'm calling you."

Of course, these words were not addressed to the Nightmare Lord in front of him.

Xi Zheng is gambling.

He didn't mean to be injured, but he had already understood from the moment he noticed that the Nightmare Lord was strange after hearing his confession.

Ling En exists, he is here, watching everything happen, trying to participate in the current situation, he just doesn't know what to do.

Then it's up to him to give Ling En a chance to break free.

"Ling En is not the kind of person you can manipulate at will." Because of the pain in his wound, Xi Zheng couldn't complete the sentence. He could only continue after taking a hard breath: "He is not the object of your casual ridicule, it is impossible for you to make fun of his memory, he is..."

Xi Zheng tried to use some words to sum up Ling En, but when he said this, he suddenly coughed.

He found that he couldn't think of any good words that could summarize the existence of this person.

He is special to Xi Zheng.

In desperation, Xi Zheng could only whisper: "That man, he is... very scary, I hope you can know it too."

Hearing this, the Nightmare Lord was suddenly puzzled: "Scary?"

He didn't understand why the conversation suddenly turned here.

Xi Zheng ignored it, but suddenly called out again: "Ling En!"

At the same time, he held the holy sword stuck in his chest with both hands, pouring the last bit of strength into the holy sword.

The Nightmare Lord saw his almost self-harming behavior, and couldn't help laughing: "You idiot, even if you destroy the holy sword domain now, you can't change your ending, you can't go back to your world, you just have to able……"

He was halfway through speaking, but suddenly his face changed, and he realized the problem in a trance.

Xi Zheng whispered: "Did you feel it? Your ability to manipulate consciousness is also weakening."

Because he couldn't be happier.

He still remembered that before the final battle, he had promised Ling En last night that no matter what happened, he would not easily abandon his will to live, and no matter what happened, he would not be allowed to die.

He did.

But this also made him understand in his heart that what Ling En fears most is his death.

What could make Ling En fight against the power of the Nightmare Lord Demon God and let him break free from that man's shackles. Apart from fear, Xi Zheng couldn't think of any other way.

Although doing so would probably make Ling En feel sorry, it is indeed the best way.

Wake up, Lynn.

Use my death to wake you up.

Xi Zheng laughed at himself, thinking so.

The blood was still dripping, and if the blood loss continued like this, Xi Zheng might not be far from death.

However, at the same time, Xi Zheng heard a painful roar from the Nightmare Lord beside him.

"Get out!"

"You, a lowly human being who doesn't know what to do, why are you fighting with me?"

"What do you think you are!"

"You just get out of here for me."

"No one can fight against the power of the Demon God!!"

"..."

It looked like the two people in that body were arguing.

Xi Zheng thought so in his sleepiness.

He knelt on the ground, struggling to keep his body from falling down completely. However, due to blood loss, his body gradually felt cold, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier. He didn't know how long he could hold on, but The quarreling voices beside him also gradually became indistinct.

In a daze of consciousness, Xi Zheng slowly fell to the side.

But at the same time, he felt a pair of hands gently catch him, and then held him in his arms cherishingly.

It is the familiar breath and embrace.

Xi Zheng was thinking dimly, before he completely lost consciousness, he slowly raised the corners of his lips, and said softly to the person who hugged him: "Welcome back, Ling En."

"Ah."

The voice of the person holding him seemed to be slightly choked: "I'm back."