"How... how is this possible? Is this your illusion?" Xiao Tian shuddered.
"Can you be more specific?" Ning Jing walked up to Zhi Duoxing, placing her hands on his shoulders, displaying her seriousness towards Zhi Duoxing's words.
A gust of sea breeze blew across the four of them, causing leaves to whirl in the air.
The sun was hidden behind the clouds, seemingly indifferent to the coldness in the four's hearts.
"Rou Guang is dead. If you don't have a life-saving special prop, then we should keep moving. The movie isn't over yet, and we're still struggling on the edge of death." Zhi Duoxing stood up and shouldered his backpack. "I know what you're thinking. Last night, out of five people, the one-person Rou Guang, who had the worst relationship with me, died. You must suspect that I sought revenge for personal enmity, using the plot traps in the movie to kill her."
At this moment, Zhi Duoxing had arrived at the steps leading up the mountain. He stopped, and turned around.
