Shui Xuan 'er looked at the courtyard in front of her, and after she woke up, she broke out in a cold sweat.
And she could hear the wind blowing by her ears. It was a little cold, with a gloomy aura.
She looked carefully at the courtyard in front of her and felt that the entire courtyard was shrouded in a layer of gray smoke. The smoke was lingering and the lights were flashing.
Shui Xuan 'er's heart trembled as well. She wanted to shout out loud, but she couldn't make a sound.
Leng Xianghui felt a gust of wind blow past her, and when she opened her eyes again, Shui Xuan 'er was nowhere to be seen.
"Xuan 'er, Xuan' er ..."
Leng Xianghui shouted loudly. Shui Xuan 'er was still there just a moment ago, but the wind had blown her eyes away. Now that she had opened her eyes, why couldn't she see Shui Xuan' er?
It was only then that Leng Xianghui realized that the sky had turned dark and there was almost no one in the old house.
