At this moment, Lin Feng was merely a child of about ten years old.
He was dressed in simple and unadorned, even somewhat shabby clothing.
Lin Feng's childhood was unexpectedly so arduous.
When Hua Shengmi transformed into a young girl, she said this to herself. Thinking about this, Hua Shengmi began to realize that Lin Feng was not happy at all, not joyful in the slightest. The resentment in his heart was being magnified infinitely under the influence of the aura formed by the dark spirit.
Lin Feng's thoughts were gradually becoming unbearably painful.
With Hua Shengmi's spell, the people in front of him began to suffer one by one. They looked as pained as Lin Feng.
Upon seeing this, Hua Shengmi immediately withdrew her spell.
She cried out.
"How can this be!"
