The man's body was concentrated by a snake-like electric net, and was whipped deeply and violently, making him miserable and his body fell straight down.
The perfectly proportioned and strong body that fell was covered with wounds and smoke.
But the man still stretched out his hand upwards, thinking about the beautiful smile he had just seen, anxious, and a look of violence flashed in his black eyes.
He wants to catch her!
Why separate them!
Why not let him catch her! He was so angry!
Who is it?
Who is causing destruction?!
Witnessing this tragedy, Ling Luo saw a cold figure at the top of the power grid wall, with long silver hair hanging down on the ground like a waterfall.
She couldn't see the front of the silver-haired man.
All I saw was the back of an indisputable male and female figure, with peerless elegance and a frightening aloofness.
Silver Hair was very unhappy.
Ling Luo's interest in Mansha and Yu suddenly disappeared, and all of his interest was transferred to the silver-haired figure from behind, and he couldn't move his eyes away.
She wanted to see clearly.
But at this moment, a more violent burst of lightning struck in her direction.
"Ahhhh——"
The pain of being whipped by lightning hit her, and Ling Luo screamed in shock and let out a painful whine.
She felt that her body was falling infinitely, and this feeling of weightlessness frightened her.
The next moment.
Ling Luo suddenly opened her eyes.
"Luo'er, Luo'er!"
"Luo'er, don't scare me!"
Xuanyuan Yu was sitting beside the hospital bed, looking at Ling Luo anxiously.
He put his arms on both sides of her body, lowered his head, and stared at her with burning eyes only two inches away from her cheek.
"I……"
Looking at the enlarged and handsome face that suddenly appeared in front of him, Ling Luo's voice was hoarse.
The man who was born from the other side of the tree was looking at him with an extremely nervous look.
"Luo'er, what's wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare?"
When Xuanyuan Yu saw Ling Luo just staring at him without speaking, he felt extremely nervous and frightened.
Is it burned out?
He supported himself with one arm, freed up one hand and gently stroked Ling Luo's forehead.
No, the fever seems to have gone away.
Her forehead no longer had the frighteningly hot temperature it had before.
She broke out in a layer of sweat, her forehead became moist, and the heat also evaporated with the sweat.
Xuanyuan Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The big stone hanging in my heart also fell.
"You are scared to death, Luo'er." Xuanyuan Yu's hands were trembling slightly, "I thought you would be in coma for another two days before you wake up."
Unexpectedly, it was only two hours.
"It's all my husband's fault. I shouldn't have taken you to the center of the hot spring to see the demonic vine." Xuanyuan Yu's face was full of self-blame, "As a result, you were sucked by the demonic vine and became unconscious."
Demon vine?
Ling Luo's somewhat confused mind gradually regained its clarity.
Only then did she realize that she was no longer in the dream and had returned to reality.
The dream is too real.
The scene in the dream still echoed in her mind, making her unable to calm down for a long time.
Ling Luo has discovered the pattern.
Every time I dream about a scene related to my past life, there seems to be some external trigger.
The first time I dreamed about Mansha's death was because I came into contact with the Shenyuan Mountain at the bottom of the North Sea of Hell.