Hearing Ye Feng's words, feeling the chill hidden within them, and seeing the look in Ye Feng's eyes.
For no reason at all, a chill suddenly rose up in this half-soul's body and mind; this feeling made him extremely uncomfortable, made him instinctively reject it, and even made his eyelids tremble fiercely.
He really disliked this feeling.
He also very clearly sensed that ever since this feeling appeared in his heart, his desire to erase Ye Feng had scattered a great deal.
And just as that thought had only just begun to dissipate a little, it once again condensed rapidly.
"My true self, you and I are originally one; how could I possibly seize your body? I am here to help you." In this half-soul's words there was a rarely seen flavor.
But Ye Feng, upon hearing this, did not grow careless in the slightest, nor did he show any other expression. He simply stood there, enduring the pain from his heart and body, coldly watching this half-soul, and did not utter another word.
