"Senior Brother Li, is it my turn?" At the sound of that familiar voice, Li Huowang's body trembled.
When he lifted his head, he saw Bai Lingmiao with a silk band covering her eyes.
Looking at her, Li Huowang recalled how she had handed him a mantou back at the Qingfeng Daoist Temple. He thought of everything they'd been through along the way, and as the memories surfaced, his expression gradually twisted with pain.
"Why... why!! Why does it have to be like this!!"
Right at that moment, Bai Lingmiao reached out and gently pried Li Huowang's hands from where they were gripping his head. "Senior Brother Li, is it my turn?"
"No! It's not your turn yet! Not yet! We're leaving! Let's get out of here!" He didn't know where he was fleeing to, but instinct drove him to escape this suffocating place.
