Ling Yunhan couldn't stop him even if he wanted to, not to mention that he only heard the movement of countless people running. They were so blurry that he couldn't tell whether it was one of his own or the enemy. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh, knowing that the situation was over at this time. Together with his figure,
He Yanmo and others also ran away.\tHe Yanmo and others watched dumbfoundedly as the guards and soldiers who came to chase were wrapped in a thick fog, shouting and running away in confusion, and the white fog seemed to have eyes.
, always shrouding them, following them as they ran. But Feng Yiying stared blankly at Yi Zichen, his face as pale as a ghost, his whole body trembling. The expression on his face seemed to be crying or laughing, but he was actually stunned.
Yi Zichen held a magic formula in his hand, and while directing the white mist, he laughed loudly: "Sister, I have newly practiced the art of fog, how do you think? Is it awesome?" There was no one around him.
In response, she was slightly puzzled. She glanced sideways in her busy schedule and found that Yi Qingchen was no longer around. There was no trace of her. She was startled and shouted: "Sister, where are you?" Her heart skipped a beat: "Sister.
Could it be that she was taken away by the guards in the chaos?" She was about to use her magic power to search for her sister's figure in the thick fog. Suddenly she heard Feng Yiying beside her make a hoarse cry, and the white shadow flashed, and she rushed
He went out. Yi Zichen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he saw a woman standing on the cliff in the distance. A burst of laughter came over: "Feng Yiying, haha, don't you believe that I come from another place?"
Time and space, I, a big liar, will let you see what traveling through time and space is now! However, I will never come back!" She stood on the edge of the cliff, her body trembling slightly, and although she was smiling, her face was full of madness.
Feng Yiying burst into tears when he saw her standing there precariously. He was so frightened that he shouted desperately: "Qingchen, come back! It's dangerous out there. I already believed you! I was wrong!" He ran as fast as flying.
, the wound on his chest has opened again, and blood gushes out like a stream, but he doesn't care at all. "Stop! Don't come over! If you take another step forward, I will jump down immediately!" Feng Yiying swayed and did not dare.
Taking another step forward, he was now only a few feet away from her.