As the metal vine went through Lin Feng's chest and disabled him from struggling, Lin Qiao, who was in Huaxia Base, had her heart leap. A strange feeling suddenly rose from her heart which made her feel very uncomfortable, as if a hard piece of stone had fallen into her heart.
But soon, that discomforting feeling was gone, as if it wasn't even real.
Lin Wenwen's eyes were dazzled, and the dizziness hadn't stopped.
"What's wrong?" Someone abruptly grabbed her arm. A cold, familiar female voice was heard.
Lin Wenwen shook her head, then paused in shock. She popped her eyes and stared at Long Qingying, who was holding her arms with a confused look.
"Are you okay?" Noticing the strange look on her face, Long Qingying couldn't help but ask.
Lin Wenwen spent a few seconds staring at her, then turned to look around. She found herself sitting in a room. The familiar surrounding environment stunned her. For a short while, she couldn't even react.
