C292 Just Target Me

Although Ling Fei'er closed her eyes, she couldn't fall asleep no matter what. Moh Yang's resolute expression kept appearing in her mind, and even the image of the poor child that had yet to be born would occasionally appear in front of her eyes. It was small and her face could not be seen clearly, but Ling Fei'er could feel his existence. Ling Fei'er even began to doubt if she was possessed