Black energy poured down.
Zuo Lengqiu felt his consciousness begin to haze.
He didn't know how much time had passed. When he woke up again, he found the cloaked person was already gone.
As if he had never appeared at all.
He even carefully examined his own body and found no abnormalities.
"Holy Envoy?" Zuo Lengqiu called softly.
But there was no answer.
He touched his head.
Was it just a dream?
However, looking at the two corpses on the ground, Zuo Lengqiu became even more confused.
If it was really a dream, what's the deal with these two corpses?
Could it be that his longing for the Holy Envoy led to this dreamlike experience?
Thinking of this, Zuo Lengqiu couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed.
At that moment, someone walked in.
Zuo Lengqiu, irritable, shouted, "Get out, without my permission, no one is allowed to come in!"
Ye Guichen didn't leave but instead smiled and said, "Zuo Lengqiu?"
