Puchi!
Qu Shuang's flying sword stabbed into Ling Qingxue's neck. Because the flying sword didn't have a hilt, it went straight through, leaving a shocking hole in her neck.
Blood spurted out.
When the qushuang flying sword pierced Ling Qingxue's neck, Xia ruofei's heart trembled.
In fact, he wasn't absolutely sure. Other than the big and small illogical points he found, his strong intuition was the only thing supporting him.
This was also an instinctive intuition of a cultivator with strong mental power when trapped in an illusion array.
However, no matter how determined he was, Xia ruofei could not be sure that Ling Qingxue was the demon in his heart that was born from the illusion array.
A thought even flashed through his mind - if he had really lost his mind in an illusion formation, to the point that he had completely lost his mind and decided to kill the real Ling Qingxue, that would definitely be a tragedy.