Nan Zhifeng's eyes widened in terror as she shouted uncontrollably, "No, Ahu, Ahu————"
She rushed over excitedly, but Meng Sijue held her back firmly, "Danger!!!"
"Ahu————"
Nan Zhifeng struggled desperately, but soon, she fainted.
Blood, there was blood everywhere.
The air was thick with the scent of blood, and the scent of death lingered from all directions.
Nan Zhifeng felt as if she was in hell, surrounded by an invisible darkness, feeling unimaginable fear as if she was about to fall into an abyss from which there was no return.
She stood still, not daring to move, for moving even slightly could make her fall, smashed to pieces…
But it seemed like a force around her was pushing her, forcing her to move forward. She couldn't resist the power, she moved her feet trying to escape, but when she stepped, there was nothing there, and her body fell down…
"Ah——"
In her dream, she tried to scream, but when she opened her mouth wide, no sound came out.
