As she stood up from the water, she saw Su La, who had fallen to the ground, slowly moving her body, reaching out for the handgun near the cliff's edge.
"Shangguan Lingqi!" Si Nuanqian was terrified, and after a screech, she frantically climbed ashore.
After pulling down Su La, Shangguan Lingqi's consciousness had already plunged into chaos.
But the screech from Si Nuanqian startled him awake once more.
Shangguan Lingqi opened his eyes in a daze.
The first thing that caught his eye was the figure of Su La. She was lying a arm's length away from him, gritting her teeth, slowly raising the gun in her hands.
Su La's hands were trembling fiercely, but at the corners of her lips hung a vicious smile.
It was the kind of determined expression one has when dragging someone to hell with them.
Shangguan Lingqi was alarmed. His awareness partially returned, and he immediately followed Su La's gaze.
Si Nuanqian's drenched figure appeared in his line of sight.
