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Chapter Thirty-five

Luo Shui stared at the man in white in front of him in a daze, and could even feel the chilling coldness emitted from his body, as cold as ice and snow.

After a long time, she murmured again: "Who are you?"

Without introducing himself, the other party just asked lightly: "'Moon Soul' is in your body?"

After hearing this sentence, Luo Shui roughly guessed his purpose.

I haven't moved for more than half a month and thought it's okay. Sure enough, I can't forget to think about danger in times of peace.

He turned into a fox as a bait to seduce her. It was despicable! Insidious! Not kind!

But why is the fox not by her side at such an important time?

Where did the fox go?

Luo Shui retreated and smirked at the corner of his mouth: "...Haha, what 'yuepo'? Why can't I understand? Also, I don't call Luo Shui, my name is Shuiluo. Are you looking for the wrong person? Ah! It's so late, I want to go back to bed early, bye!"

He waved his hand stiffly, and Luoshui turned around and was about to escape.

The man in white only looked at her indifferently, without moving.

However, Luo Shui had just run a few steps, but it seemed that he had hit something. With a "bang", Luo Shui fell back to the ground.

"Oh, hey! It hurts so much!" He moaned his nose, then rubbed his butt and got up. Luo Shui strangely reached out his hand and touched the void in front of him.

Then, his face gradually changed.

There was clearly a place in front of her that was air. She actually touched something solid, smooth and strong, like an invisible wall, blocking her.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Luo Shui trembled and laughed.

Science fiction, so sci-fi!

The laughter became weaker and weaker in the end, and gradually disappeared.

He slapped on the invisible wall with great resentment, and Luo Shui kept scratching his hands with grief and anger.

Yaya actually blocked her way out and caught a turtle in the jar!

Turning his head again, the man in white was slowly walking towards her, his steps were so elegant and calm. One of his hands slightly raised, and a silver-white light appeared faintly from the tips of his five fingers. Luo Shui had no doubts. He planned to use his claws to cut her openly.

And he was obviously not anxious about her, the prey that could not escape, and his expression was dull.

In other words, this person's personality has always been like this.

Luo Shui couldn't help but think of the fox again. The fox's temperament was already very cold, but this person was colder and more indifferent than him, just like the ice and snow that would never melt.

Closely pressing against the invisible wall behind him and watching the man getting closer and closer, Luo Shui forced himself to calm down.

The fox is not here, she can only rely on herself.
Chapter completed!
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