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423. Confused Love

Xuanyuan Xuantian stood there with a completely gloomy face, his eyes staring somewhere.

It's like being completely immersed in your own space. Indeed, only people who stay in their own world can exude such a terrifying aura.

Ling Xiaotu watched quietly. There was still blood on his arm, and the huge wound tore a black hole, which just looked scary.

But Xuanyuan Xuantian seemed to be just thinking about his inner world, regardless of it, ignoring his body.[

The aura he exudes unintentionally is enough to freeze everything to death. Yes, he has always been good at this.

Although he felt that this was not a good time, Ling Xiaotu still hesitated and spoke,

"Doesn't it hurt? Your arm is still bleeding..." She wanted to tell him that he was injured and needed to be bandaged, but Xuanyuan Xuantian's face was obviously so ugly that she hesitated again.

Xuanyuan Xuantian closed his eyes, seemingly calm, but in fact, his whole body was already trembling...

He turned around suddenly and walked in the other direction.

Ling Xiaotu, who was confused by his sudden action, could only shout and follow him quickly.

"Xuanyuan Xuantian! Where are you going?"

Zhongli Yirui stopped her with a warning, although she also knew that the situation at this time would not be too good as in the past.

However, Ling Xiaotu still did it.

Although she was scared, she was not to the point of being indifferent.

For a moment, Xuanyuan Xuantian was like the lightsaber in his hand, extremely sharp but sharp, paying no attention to anything around it except itself.

She stared at Xuanyuan Xuantian closely, feeling that something was wrong with his state, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

She called his name loudly, but Xuanyuan Xuantianli ignored her and walked forward.

His steps were very long and very fast. Ling Xiaotu could only run at a trot to avoid being thrown far away by him.

Xuanyuan Xuantian seemed to care about nothing, and everything in the world was not as important as the thing he was focusing on.

It was a kind of concentration that was completely immersed in the soul, with an uneasy aura of neurosis.

Xuanyuan Xuantian was suppressing his breathing at this moment.


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