C2187 Cyan Killing

Shangguan Qianmian's finger moved slightly as if she wanted to raise her hand and hold Leng Xiaolee's outstretched hand. However, the image of Leng Xiaolee predicting her future constantly flashed before her eyes, as well as the fact that he predicted her future, made her hand unable to move even a tiny bit.

"The two of us are even now. In the future … There's no need to see it again