Ling Xiaotu immediately felt the mistake of being polite and letting her get so close.
"Wait a minute,,,," she said, but in just a moment, she was pushed to the side of the space crack. Next, before she had time to react, she was already standing at the other end.
The gap at the other end was already made by her.
She was pushed out suddenly, and on the other side of the crack was the thick and biting mist of pure silver. The thing she was most afraid of was the smell that always lingered around Xuanyuan Xuantian. In the past, it would attack her body, but now it attacks her body.
It can directly corrode her soul.[
"Crazy woman,,," she cursed at the person opposite and wanted to rush back, but the crack closed as planned.
Ling Xiaotu stopped moving and felt that his limbs were frozen instantly.
There is a man standing on the opposite side of the crack.
Xuanyuan Xuantian, but he was far from what she remembered.
His pupils turned silver-gray, and he could see the bright silver on the periphery of the iris, as if it would break through the dark clouds at any time and envelope everything with light.
He was wearing white clothes that were woven with light, and his black hair turned as white as snow, almost blending into the surrounding silver mist.
He made himself look like this.
"What on earth do you want to do!" she shouted, her voice hoarse, without any momentum, only despair.
Xuanyuan Xuantian didn't answer. He usually would make some sarcastic remarks. Maybe he would be filled with hatred and want to kill her.
But no, his eyes looked cold and confused.
There is no longer any human consciousness in those eyes that are always full of emotions, and his soul has disappeared.
Ling Xiaotu felt a bone-chilling chill. This was what Xuanyuan Xuantian was most afraid of in his life, such coldness and disappearance.
But now, he has come this far.
Right in front of her.
Around him, the silver mist condensed into an entity as if it had a life of its own, while the Heavenly Master was like an afterimage, enveloped in a sea of light.
Behind Ling Xiaotu, the huge red cloak tore open automatically, stretching and spreading around like a giant curtain.