Countless tentacles, like cold air seeping from an air conditioner, slid down her back and landed on the ground, turning into a bizarre, living purple sea.
The purple sea spread towards Lu Sheng, clinging to his body and devouring his supernatural abilities and warmth.
For the first time, Lu Sheng's eyes revealed an extreme level of disgust and terror:
"No, no! Monster... monster! Ah—"
Tentacles suddenly condensed, passing through his chest without hindrance, over his skin, flesh, and bones, and enveloping his essence.
Lu Sheng's face was ashen.
I can't sense his special ability anymore!
Excruciating pain seeped from his heart into every corner of his body. Lu Sheng convulsed in agony, biting his mouth until it bled.
"Lu Sheng".
A cold voice came from behind, but it was a familiar female voice.
Lu Sheng reluctantly went to see it.
Hua Changle walked over.
The thunderous power subsided, vines clung to his shoulders, and his once striking crimson eyes had returned to their original state.
However, Hua Changle, who was standing in front of Lu Sheng now, had neither the spiritual energy he had before nor the madness he had just displayed. He was like a frozen spiritual spring, calm to the point of indifference.
She stood beside Lu Sheng, her eyes lowered, looking down at him with an air of superiority, her gaze seemingly a handout.
Upon seeing that familiar expression in his eyes, Lu Sheng suddenly burst into laughter, coughing up blood as he laughed.
"It's you, cough cough...this is...Chang Le...cough cough cough..."
Hua Changle glanced at him and said coldly:
“He would never speak to me like that.”
You made a mistake.
“Lu Sheng, you shouldn’t have brought up my taboo.”
After listening, the half-dead Lu Sheng looked at her defiantly:
"No, my mistake was that I thought you... would lie to yourself... that Shen Fuguang was alive."
Hua Changle's coldness shattered for a moment, then returned to calm:
“I know better than anyone that he’s gone.”
Lu Sheng looked at her with a sorrowful and pitying gaze:
"How tragic, you and I are both forever trapped in the abyss..."
"Chang Le, you are destined for tragedy."
Hua Changle reached out and covered Lu Sheng's face with her palm.
A dark green light flickered, and Lu Sheng groaned, losing consciousness completely.
She withdrew her hand, and like a machine stuck in a daze, stood there for a long time.
Her gaze lingered on the spot where Lu Sheng had previously stood, for a very long time.
“Sink, support, light…”
Her gaze seemed to be fixed on a very, very distant place; her cold, lifeless eyes suddenly welled up with tears after she uttered that name.
She murmured almost softly:
“Shen Fuguang…they all bully me…”
The words were too soft to be heard; even the wind could not carry them to the other side.
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