"No..."
With all her might, Qin Qin shouted, opening her eyes to a dense fog. Seeing the familiar surroundings, she breathed a sigh of relief.
The pain seemed to linger in her chest. She lowered her head to find her hand tightly gripped by someone. Mo Yunchen stood beside her, eyes closed, trembling all over, as if trapped in a nightmare.
He too was ensnared in the illusionary realm.
Qin Qin glanced around. A meter away stood Qi Tianshang, also engulfed in the illusionary realm. Two or three meters further, four figures could be seen standing still. Suddenly, two men roared and viciously attacked each other without holding back, both spitting blood.
Mo Yunchen, who held her hand, kept tightening his grip, seemingly whispering her name, pleading for her not to leave him.
"Mo Yunchen, wake up, Mo Yunchen, wake up quickly, I am by your side, I never left you, not even once."
