Everyone immediately seemed to have seen a ghost.

Especially Zhu Jiayan.

His mind was a little dazed again, and pictures began to flash through his mind.

That slashed like thunder...

That bamboo tube that was like a laser cut...

The humanity of that cat...

The beautiful lady who took the meat from the fire...

And the young lady’s unparalleled talent...

Sure enough...is still dreaming?

He turned his head and looked at everyone in a daze, but he felt that every frame was extremely clear. Although his thinking was a little slow, it didn't seem like he was in a dream.

Lin Yuanwu finally raised his head and stood up.

Only then did Feng Han see his ugly face and sweat beads covered with sweat on his face, and said in surprise: "What's wrong? Didn't you act just now? Did you hit something vital?"

The little mage glanced at Cheng Yun weakly, looked at him again, and said, "Yes... I'm sorry."

Lin Yuanwu forced a smile and waved his hand and said, "It's okay, nothing happened. I just wanted to scare you... I was scared?"

Feng Han nodded: "Scared... I was scared."

Zhu Jiayan also nodded in a daze.
Chapter completed!