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Quick, let her in!
I feel if we're even a second late, there will be a reversal!
To make Mingli hurry up, Lin Da even bent down and reached out his hand towards her.
But unexpectedly, Mingli recoiled like a startled animal with a 'eek' and a look of terror on her face.
"Hand."
Lin Da had no choice but to keep a straight face and tell Mingli he was not reaching out to hit her.
Mingli cautiously glanced at Lin Da, swallowed, and then started to smile foolishly like an infatuated girl, slowly reaching out her hand again.
This time, it looked like there was finally hope.
Five centimeters, four centimeters, three, two...
Just one centimeter away, and Lin Da would be able to grasp that pale, cold little hand.
But as it turned out, his premonition was right.
Mingli suddenly furrowed her brows and groaned in pain, her outstretched hand freezing in the air.
She looked down in disbelief at the black spear tip stained with fresh blood piercing through her.
