Meng Ziqi's mind was in a mess. He looked at Xia Pingan with a blank look in his eyes. His mind was like a Willow in a strong wind, no longer fixed, drifting with the wind. Because of fear and shock, even his body could not help but tremble.
Didn't long Huan die?
Why was she still standing in front of him?
"If this person is long Huan, who was the one who refined a soul tool for me and was killed by me in the backroom?"
More importantly, how did long Huan know so many secrets?
Why? why?
Could it be that everything in front of him was an illusion, or was it his own inner demon?
