"How is this possible? How is this possible?"
The sound was too harsh. Just as Song Jinqiao was about to cover her ears, Yan Mo raised her hand to cover them for her.
Song Jinqiao paused and said thank you.
Mata Hari was still screaming like crazy over there.
"How poor is her tolerance?" the system gloated.
'That shouldn't be the case. She must have come many times but failed every time, so she couldn't hold it anymore.'
Song Jinqiao understood this feeling.
"Why not kill her first?" the system suggested.
Song Jinqiao frowned and thought: "No, she should know a lot."
She obviously knew how to open the door.
'I'd rather know where she came from.'
Mata Hari went crazy for a while and then returned to normal. She stood up gracefully, straightened her hair and fur coat, and suddenly her eyes swept over Song Jinqiao and the others.
"Females, do you have any crystals?"
Song Jinqiao blinked and shook his head blankly, "No, our family's crystal stones are all gone. I spent them all in the royal city."
Mata Hari was speechless, looked at them with disdain, turned around and walked away without mercy.
What is she going to do?
"We should leave here and look for rare crystals again."
The only valuable things here are those rare crystals and that mysterious power.
"The fact that she left without a trace of mercy means there are no more rare crystals in this place."
Or maybe the rare crystal is where the mysterious power lies.
Song Jinqiao turned around and was about to follow, but found that Mata Hari had disappeared.
"Damn, forgot about the fog," she said in frustration.
Forget it, if I can’t find her, then I can’t find her. Instead of looking for her, I might as well study these two trees.
"Is there any secret behind these two trees?" Song Jinqiao pinched his chin, walked around the two trees, and pondered.
She walked through the two trees and didn't find anything unusual.
As she was thinking, her eyes suddenly became sharp and she looked around vigilantly.
At the same time, she fell into a warm embrace.
"Shh, don't make any sound." Yan Mo pressed her head and held her tightly in his arms.
Song Jinqiao only felt something whizzing past his ears, the sound of it cutting through the wind was clearly audible, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
"What's wrong?" she asked in a low voice.
"It's okay, don't move." His voice was very light and his tone was so gentle, like the white snow on the top of a snowy mountain.
After a while, Song Jinqiao was finally released. The surroundings were quiet. If she hadn't really sensed the danger and the system hadn't told her what had just happened, she would have really thought that nothing was wrong.
"You're hurt." She grabbed her hand and frowned.
The originally fair and slender hand was marked with something, leaving a deep scar that even emitted a faint black aura.
Yan Mo didn't expect her to do this. He paused, withdrew his hand, and said in a calm voice, "It's okay, just a minor injury."
Song Jinqiao wanted to give him a cold look.
Minor injury?
The system said that the aura from this wound is very dangerous.
"Don't you feel pain?" Song Jinqiao looked up at him in confusion, with a hint of displeasure in his suspicious eyes. He then turned his gaze to his hand, pulled his hand back, and took out the healing crystal to treat him.
The system said that this injury would be very painful, like a drill drilling into the heart and bones. This man, bah, this male has no perception.
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