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Chapter 4093 How could it be him

no!!

She had to see clearly the person in the dark shadow!

Because only by seeing clearly can we prevent ourselves in advance and we will not be attacked by this person at this moment in the future.

Holding the pain in his heart, Ling Luoyu staggered up and walked towards the black shadow with a pale face.

The black shadow stood arrogantly, and did not even look down at her in the future.

The black fog was washed away, and his shadow became clearer and clearer.

When the outline of his facial features finally entered his eyes, Ling Luoyu's heart seemed to be stabbed again, and it was so painful that it was difficult to breathe.

"No... impossible..."

How is that possible?!

The person who pierced her heart would actually be—

"Mo Xuanchen..."

How could it be him?

No!!

It must be her illusion!!

How could Mo Xuanchen attack her?

But--

Although Mo Xuanchen's body was filled with black mist and lingering like a illusion, his facial features were so tough and clear.

"What's going on?"

Ling Luoyu's hand passed through the black fog and brushed across Mo Xuanchen's cheek.

The black mist dissipated and her hands fell into the air.

Suddenly—

The pain in her heart hit again, and she fell to the ground with a dark look in front of her eyes.

"Three Young Master..."

Feng Chenglin's screams were heard from afar, as if they were separated by thousands of rivers and mountains.

Ling Luoyu slowly opened his eyes and felt cold on his body.

"Three Young Master..."

From the corner of my eyes, someone flashed.

When he turned around, he met Feng Chenglin's anxious eyes.

"San Master, what's wrong with you..."

His mouth was wide open, and it seemed like he was roaring.

But in her ears, it was still so far away.

"Fatty..."

She murmured, putting on Feng Chenglin's arm, and then she realized that her clothes were wet and cold.

"San Young Master...what is wrong with you? What's wrong?"

Ling Luoyu stroked his hand and half-kneeled on the ground, his face pale and sweating on his forehead.

This is obviously a heavy blow!

But she kept standing still, nothing happened.

Until he suddenly knelt down after a muffled groan.

"San Young Master, you said something..."

The less Ling Luoyu spoke, the less confident Feng Chenglin's heart was.

"Do you have to worry?"

Ling Luoyu's eyes turned back again and looked: "Fatty...what are you calling? I can hear it..."

Feng Chenglin's voice was completely clear, and her consciousness seemed to have completely returned, and she became energetic.

As she stood up, she looked at the bloody eyes in the distance, frowned slightly.

“That’s…”

It seems like I have seen these eyes somewhere?!

"Don't worry about what that thing is, let's talk about what happened to you just now? I'm so scared..."

"I'm not doing anything!"

Ling Luoyu looked sideways, the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle.

"Does it seem like I am like this?"

Feng Chenglin must not be told about what she sees in the future.

Because that's an unknown number!

Moreover, even she herself couldn't tell what was going on!

If Feng Chenglin knew about it, he still didn’t know what to do!

"You're fine now..."

Feng Chenglin frowned and carefully checked Ling Luoyu, and his doubts became deeper.

"Then you just..."

"Just... I was so weak because of my mental overdrawn!"

Ling Luoyu said with a calm and gentle statement, and his eyebrows were frowning at the bloody eyes.

"Tell me, what is this thing?"

Seeing that she did not look like she was again, Feng Chenglin breathed a sigh of relief.

"This thing is the thing that bites me..."
Chapter completed!
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