"Not running away anymore, Yin Wei Ying?"
Every word hit her like a hammer on her heart.
The female crown stiffly turned her head back, and that person strolled leisurely, but Chi Long was becoming more and more bold, almost bursting out.
Her face inexplicably hurt a little, thinking she had been hit, but when she came to her senses, she realized it was phantom pain.
"Hmm?"
That nasal sound made her shudder all over.
Not just her face, even her waist and hips started to feel the phantom pain...
"Where was that bravado earlier? Wasn't it to use your husband as a furnace to aid your eternal path to immortality?"
His voice suddenly rose, questioning:
"Why not come, then?"
Yin Wei Ying trembled again and again, her face rapidly draining of blood, shaking like a sieve, as immense fear and despair completely crushed her last thread of hope.
Can't escape... It's over!
