Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Hahaha…” The more he thought about it, the more delighted he felt. Yun Lin laughed loudly with disdain in his eyes, as if it was Beiting Huang who had fallen into his hands instead of Xuanyuan PO. “After I get rid of this guy, I’ll deal with you!’
“Go ahead!” Beiting Huang raised her hand, and her eyes lit up like stars in the winter night. The corners of her lips curled up, and her mocking expression was like the call of death, making Yun Lin and the others feel a chill run down their spines again. What exactly did this young man an?
Even when Beiting Huang said “go ahead”, there was no displeasure on
Xuanyuan PO’s face, nor was there any fluctuation in the expressions of Qin Xueling and the others. It seed that no matter what decision Beiting Huang made and even if they were asked to die now, they would not hesitate.
Yun Lin felt that sothing was wrong. He followed Beiting Huangs gaze and looked down at his feet. At so point, they were already trapped in a large area of vines. The green vines were like an ocean, wrapping around them. When did this happen? They were clearly standing on a desolate slope just now.
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