C858 A White Lie

Towards Feng Ningyan's constant questioning, Shen Lingjue had a huge headache.

As for the feeling of the cold dagger piercing into his heart, it followed his memories and waves of attacks hit him, causing him to be unable to breathe. He could only feel the unbearable pain.

"Yan Er is just a dream. Why do you have to keep asking me ?"

Seeing that he was suddenly so agitated and in pain