Thirteen Minutes of Life and Death (1)

Hearing the owner of the fog address him as "Brother Qi", Feng Qi's eyes widened.

He suddenly realized that Lin Ran seemed to have really succeeded.

The seeds planted in the reality bloomed and bore fruit 1,500 years later today.

[The Right Protector is in place. I can be more arrogant in the future dream world now.]

Feeling excited, Feng Qi looked at the face formed by the fog and subconsciously asked,

"Lin Ran?"

"It's… me."

"Did you really succeed in the counter-parasitism?"

"I did not… succeed. ….My consciousness… is no match for it… It's regaining… control of its body," the voice replied intermittently.

Hearing this, Feng Qi's heart sank.

"Brother Qi, tell me first… How did you know that that my consciousness would be parasitized?"

Facing Lin Ran's question, he didn't hide anything and immediately replied,