Song Qing held the long sword in his small hand. He did not know what to do.
This place was only an illusion, so he should use his strength to break it open and break out.
But everything around him was too real.
The city, the houses, and the bustling crowd, along with the smell of smoke and fire, rushed straight into her soul, making her unable to find the weakness of the illusion.
It was as if the city had been split open, and there was an even more beautiful and mysterious world in the heavenly book of Luo he outside, trapping her inside.
'Wuwu ...'
The silver Wolf's power had been reduced, and it was also particularly angry, howling very fiercely.
However, its shrunken body made its roars not lethal. On the contrary, they were exceptionally cute.
The 'people' who were passing by noticed the man and the wolf. When they passed by song qingxiao, they started to look at her curiously.
Once he merged with it, it would be difficult to escape.
