Because only by seeing clearly, can we take precautions in advance, and will not be attacked by this person at this moment in the future.
Bear the pain of heart and mouth, Ling Luoyu staggered up, pale face to the shadow.
The shadow stood haughtily, even without looking down at her future.
As the black fog cleared away, his shadow became clearer and clearer.
When the outline of his facial features was finally printed into his eyes, Ling Luoyu's heart seemed to have been stabbed again, which was hard to breathe.
"No It's impossible... "
How could it be?!
The person who stabbed her in the heart would be -
"Mo xuanchen..."
How could it be him?
No way!!
It must be her illusion!!
How can Mo xuanchen strike at her??
However -
although the black fog on his body is dense and illusory, his facial features are so strong and clear.
"What's going on?"
Ling Luoyu's hand passed through the black fog and brushed the dark dust's cheek.
The black fog dispersed and her hand fell into the air.
Suddenly -
the pain of her heart came again, and she fell to her knees in the dark.
"San Shao..."
The exclamation of the wind into the forest is far away, as if across thousands of rivers and mountains.
Ling Luoyu slowly opened his eyes and felt cold.
"San Shao..."
In the corner of his eyes, there was a figure flashing.
When turning his head, he turned to the burning eyes of Fengcheng forest.