Lan Xiao was shocked and quickly grabbed his arm.
"Yingluo, where are you going?"
"Let's go home." He replied indifferently with two words.
Oh, Yingluo. Lan Xiao let go of her hand in disappointment and lowered his head.
Wen Muchu then walked away.
Lan Xiao had a feeling that he was angry, but he didn't dare to ask. He knew in his heart that his anger might be related to this card.
But Yingluo looked down at the black card in her hand. She still had hope in her heart, Yingluo.
Suddenly, the person who had left returned.
He was very fast, walking towards her like a gust of wind.
Lan Xiao raised his head and saw him pursing his lips. There was a cold ripple in his eyes as he walked towards her.
That aura seemed to be violent, turbulent, and did not allow anyone to retreat.
Lan Xiao was so shocked that he subconsciously took a few steps back.
He walked in front of her, grabbed her arm, and pulled her away.
