above the mark.

The burning pain seeped into Freya's newly formed sense of touch, and the fingertips she touched began to be quickly burned by the heat radiating from the mark.

"Thank you for your hard work." Hai Lan's voice sounded in Freya's ears, and Freya looked at a translucent hand holding her arm.

The divine power that exploded from Sheral's chest began to be quickly suppressed, but as a price, the fingertips of Freya's left hand began to gradually burn from porcelain-like flawless skin to a jet-black color.

"Ouch! My wife! Oh! The president's wife's hands are going to be burned! Who is going to stop her!" The mother was about to cry with the sound of a dog barking. "I'm afraid this won't happen as soon as the president comes online.

He’s going to kill us all!”

"I want to stop it too! But there is an air wall! What is this? A plot performance? Damn it! Why does it have to be the president, Freya?"

When Lalan saw Freya appearing in Mo Shigui, she felt something was wrong and wanted to pull her up, but she hit an air wall within two meters of Sherar.

This means that what they are watching in front of them is plot CG. If it is plot CG, shouldn't everyone's Freya come out to act?

I lazily thought about this and took a look at Mo Shigui's Freya's left fingertips, which were burned into pitch black... Well, President, everything you have gained from your sacrifice is worth it.

"Don't worry, Lao Song, he just got off the plane and is sleeping in the hotel." Hei Guo Zhuo Rou has just come online and he still can't figure out what happened. "Why did the president want to kill you? Did you destroy the stronghold?"

"Guild President Freya's accident happened again in the plot! This time her left hand was burned!" Someone in the guild responded.

Hei Guo Zhuo Rou squeezed into the crowd and saw Freya, who was treating Sheral's injury in the middle. The curious expression on his face gradually turned into dullness. Finally, Hei Guo Zhuo Rou chose to go offline immediately.

"Oh my God! I'm trying to take the blame for cooking the meat!" my mother yelled when the dog barked.

"Pot? What pot?"

"I'm telling you! If the president's wife explodes, all of you who are watching here will bear the responsibility!"

"This game forces you to enter the story screen and it's none of our business! If you don't say anything, I'm going to log off to report."

"I have already sent a text message to the president."

"Shit! You want me to call you soon?"
Chapter completed!