Outside the door, Lian was still staring blankly into Ling's eyes.
It felt as if the whole person was in the vast universe. Everything around him was black, but he could clearly feel the spinning feeling.
Sporadic fragments flashed through my mind quickly, and gradually, these fragments were pieced together into complete pictures.
Sickle's eyes gradually turned dark red, and Sickle's expression gradually became indifferent...
"Ling...Xiaoxiu...Xue'er..."[
In the mouth of Lian, he murmured a call, and suddenly a dazzling white light flashed through. Ling and Ling were both bounced away, and Ling fainted.
"how so!"
Xiaoxiu rushed forward anxiously and helped up Ling who was lying on the ground. Qingxue also helped Ling up with a worried look on his face.
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Ling's mouth.
"elder brother!"
Xiaoxiu was frightened when she saw Ling vomiting blood.
It's just a simple recall of Kama's memory. Why did it become like this? What on earth was that white light just now...
"Brother, how are you?"
After confirming that the sickle was just fainting, Xiaoxiu put down the sickle, walked to Ling, and asked worriedly.
"I'm fine...it's just...it doesn't seem that easy for us to recall Siam's memory...it seems to have been tricked by someone...the white light just now was the power..."
Ling wiped the blood from his mouth and said with a frown.
"Who is he on earth? Why did he place all the traps around him... Why do he want to prevent us from recalling his memory..."
Xiaoxiu was a little angry.
"Xiaoxiu..."
Ling's call contained a certain flavor that he wanted to say but didn't want to.